Eighty-eight thousand gold coins, no discount.

Not seeing the sun means that the planting output is particularly small, and it also means that you can’t afford to raise many zombies, that is, zombies. Yes, zombies are very expensive, and if you have a few zombies, you can really solve the problem by killing two deer. But when you have hundreds of zombies and the territory is barren, the problem arises.

As for those two poor mines, you can earn about 2,000 gold coins a month. After deducting the expenses required for various operations, you can normally have a few hundred gold coins left. If you deduct the maintenance costs of the castle, your own living expenses, and your necessary living expenses, you will basically be gone.

Buying such a castle means you never want to pay back the money.

"So, was my father actually the money he received from his grandfather when he bought the castle?" Jones looked around and saw that one-quarter of the streets were all free people of the blood clan.

Yes, the free people of the blood clan are not the lords of the blood clan. If the lords of the blood clan are so easy to be, why are there any free people of the blood clan?

It seems that money is not easy to make.

Turning his face, Jones looked at Guya: "My mother certainly doesn't know that you are worth almost half of our family's property."

Sighing, Jones gritted his teeth and turned around to change the introduction.

Yes, that introduction to the flooded castle.

"The smell of fish is just fishy! Fishing is an income at least, isn't it? Twenty thousand gold coins don't look too much!"

Then there are zombies.

Zombies are the lowest-level corpses in the Vampire territory. They act slowly, have strong strength, are stupid and work reliably, and eat a lot.

Normally, any blood clan has the ability to turn a corpse into a zombie, but corpses are a problem. After all, this is not something you can pick up on the road. Because of the agreement with heaven, the blood clan cannot go out to hunt down living people casually. If you want a corpse, you can only buy it.

"So, how much does a body cost?"

The gewelves were still selling corpses, and Jones didn't know why the goblins sold everything.

"The adult man's body costs one hundred gold coins."

"Why is it so expensive?"

"You have to know that under the framework of the agreement, it is not easy to legally build a corpse that can turn into a zombie."

“Is there any cheaper one?”

"The adult woman's corpse is thirty gold coins, and the child's corpse is five gold coins."

“Is there any difference?”

"The strength is different, but I eat as much."

Oh, I can't afford to even a serious adult zombie.

If you want to maintain a good output from your castle, you need at least 300 zombies. And you must be zombies made of the corpse of an adult man. This means that at least 30,000 gold coins are needed... This is another money to be paid back.

Jones began to feel his scalp tingling.

No matter what, the most basic needs have finally been clarified. As for the dwarf blacksmith shop, let’s talk about it later.

When you feel that you can afford to pay, 100,000 gold coins are not too much. But when you find that the output is very problematic and you may not be able to pay back the money, 30,000 gold coins are an astronomical figure.

When he got home, Jones was restless and began to think about how to make money.

"Go to sell fishing?"

"Mining to sell?"

"Build armor to sell?"

To whom to sell and what price is, this is another big question.

Jones' scalp was almost scratched.

At dawn, Ritchie's guardian angel Delia finally appeared in front of Jones, and came with the echo of his request for borrowing money.

Thankfully, at least nothing unexpected happened with the delivery of the letter.

Jones unpacked the first letter, Kamila's reply.

"What do you want so much money? Are you going to buy a castle? Be the lord of the blood clan? Get back immediately! There are so many things here!"

Well, Camilla doesn't have to count on it. Jones silently crumpled her letter into a ball and threw it into the trash can.

"Dear Jones, we are preparing to follow Gray's Northern Expedition. The military expenditure of the entire Principal of Beshire is very tight. There is no such much money to lend you for the time being. However, I can privately fund you a thousand gold coins. No need to pay it back."

Well, this is a standard method of refusing to borrow money without hurting your feelings. No matter what, at least one thousand gold coins are obtained. There is no need for a handling fee, Dora can just bring it back.

"Dear Jones, for well-known reasons, the Isaac royal family did not have any extra property. And our taxes are very low, so I'm afraid you can't support your idea of ​​establishing a blood territorial territory."

Bob didn't even give a thousand gold coins...

"Dear Jones, I am willing to support your idea. But I have to wait until I inherit the throne. Since the Paladin has promised my father to turn him into a lich after his death, I may never be able to inherit the throne. Of course, I still support you. I am willing to withdraw a hundred gold coins from my pocket money to sponsor you!"

One hundred gold coins...well, better than nothing.

Now Jones has 1,100 gold coins, and it is still 48,900 gold coins away from the target.

"Dear Jones, do you need to borrow money? Considering our deep friendship, I can introduce a very famous banker to you! No matter how much you want to borrow, just two points a year... You are the adopted son of the Paladin, and he will definitely lend it to you!"
Chapter completed!