If this were in later generations, the price of these glass beads would be calculated by the kilogram.
Even for those high-quality ones with a core pattern, the price of each wouldn't be more than about one yuan.
Thus, if Lin Yi really wanted to do business, selling each glass bead for ten yuan would be a steady profit with no loss.
His scheming thoughts, of course, were all heard by the little Emperor in her mind.
When she heard that the glass beads were so cheap and that selling them for ten coins each would still yield profit, she was extremely shocked.
At the same time, those eight glass beads that she had treasured so much suddenly seemed completely worthless in her eyes.
Then, under Lin Yi's smug expression, the little Emperor couldn't help but sneer:
"Hehe, you're really good at making calculations.
You even dare to profit from my silver.
I've seen this glaze mentioned in an ancient book before, it is actually made by firing sand.
