Chapter Seventy-Three: The Market

Stannis spent two anxious days like an ant on a hot fire, but without any letters from Sean Bean, it seems that the plan to put him on the throne of the Duke has not been forgotten for a while.

He finally breathed a sigh of relief, because in the past few days, he always felt that someone from the royal capital would suddenly come in and be arrested for treason, Stannis didn't think about tea and dinner, tossed and turned, and had no intention of taking care of the affairs in the territory.

But now he has relaxed a little, and he can finally devote his energy to dealing with affairs.

Continue to complete the main quest - [Road to the Duke]!

Although his goal is the same as that of Sean Bing, he does not want to be controlled by others, and he wants to rely on his own strength to obtain the position of duke.

First of all, he had to get the field back.

"Do you remember when I was robbed by a goblin a month ago! It's a shame, especially for your performance, you didn't resist and took money to buy peace, why are you so like the Great Cowardly Empire!" Stannis scolded with his hands behind his back.

The remaining three people were completely confused about the situation, they didn't expect that after so long, the lord would still be obsessed with this matter.

Robert whispered, "There were so many of them back then, didn't we have no army to defeat them......

"That's right!" Stannis pointed at him, "but now that we have an army to fight those damn greenskins, I've calculated that if 1 soldier fights 20 goblins, there will be a few more left cheerleaders." ”

The three of the "......" did not speak, the lord overestimated the combat effectiveness of his army.

It was Master Romon who reminded in a low voice: "Your Excellency, those goblins are hiding in the depths of the Black Forest on the east coast, where no human has ever set foot in it, it is very dangerous and dangerous, if it is not for a well-prepared army to penetrate into it, I am afraid I will ......."

Having been wandering around the edge of the forest, Stannis remembered the last time he had accompanied Evelyn to hunt down the Black Mage quintuplets, and he had thought he had gone deep into the forest, but that was only the tip of the iceberg.

"It's such an exaggeration, why don't you just find a guide who knows the way?"

"If only it were that simple!" Robert made a dejected expression, "I heard that those cunning little greenskins have a bunch of ogres as their backers, so it's better not to provoke them, boss." ”

[Ogre] This kind of mid-to-high-level troops have come out?Stannis knew that his first-class soldiers were only archers, and they would definitely not be able to defeat him, so he gave up his revenge plan.

Since there is no military progress, we can only look for a breakthrough economically.

"How's the business of those merchants in my square doing now?" he asked casually.

"According to my statistical observation for half a month, there are an average of about twenty merchants passing through our territory every day, half of them purchase grain from the peasants under their control, and the other half pass through the territory simply because they do not charge tolls. ”

"What about a rainy day?" he didn't forget about the weather.

"There are basically no businessmen. "Lady Romon spreads his hands.

Stannis did a quick mental arithmetic, and each truckload was calculated at 40 gold coins, and about 800 gold coins worth of flowing goods passed through his territory every day.

It was time to close the net, and Stannis certainly did not mean robbery, but a larger plan in his mind.

"Old man, how much money is left in the vault now?"

"Let me see. Master Romon looked through it quickly, then he raised his head and looked at the lord seriously, "As of last night, you have a total of one hundred and one gold coins and two thousand six hundred silver coins in your vault. ”

In the Western Continent, one gold coin can be exchanged for twenty silver coins, which means that Stannis's entire family is now 230 gold coins, and this is when he refuses to pay taxes.

However, he still had no idea what he could do before this time, and he pointed to Robert and ordered, "You, go and call that engineer in for me." ”

Robert scurried down, and in a moment he walked in with Speer, the chief architect of the realm, the taciturn engineer he had brought back from Albert, the little fat merchant.

"Mr. Speer," Stannis said, still using an honorific, a little intimidated by the fellow who never took the initiative to speak, "I came to you to discuss the creation of a market. ”

The middle-aged engineer with the golden head still looked at him, and said nothing as usual.

Not sure if he understood, Stannis repeated, "The market is the place where the merchants trade. ”

Speer looked at him with disdain.

The lord knew that the other party had already understood what he was talking about, but why didn't he react at all?

"You are responsible for the site selection, materials, and labor, and as long as the budget is reasonable, I will provide it. Stannis patted his chest and promised.

Speer finally spoke, and a few words popped out, "Large, medium, small." ”

Stannis knew he was talking about the size of the market, "Of course a lord like me with dragon's blood should use the best! How much will it cost to build a mini-market?"

He is still very weak-hearted.

"You don't need to buy land, a hundred gold coins. Again, the short answer.

Stannis touched his chin, as a lord, of course he can expropriate land at will without paying, but the small size seems to be a little unimpressive.

"What about medium-sized?"

"One hundred and fifty. ”

"That's it. "Stannis snapped his fingers and decided to come down, and if it is large, he will upgrade it when he has money in the future.

But others don't understand why they have to build a market, isn't it nice to trade in the open mud?

"Boss, I heard you right, you want to spend a hundred and fifty gold coins to build a house for those black-hearted merchants? Robert jumped out first.

Stannis gave him a blank look, and at first glance he was a guy with no financial mind.

How could it be thriving without frequent economic activity?

"I'm a lord, this is my money, I can spend it as I want!" Stannis still vetoed their opinions as before.

He continued: "Mr. Speer, I will pay you half of the 150 gold coins first, and I will pay you an extra bonus if you have the market set up within a week. ”

Speer's eyes lit up, and he looked like he had something to impress him.

Reluctantly, Maester Romon took out a box of gold and handed it to him, and the Engineer took it and bowed before leaving.

But Stennis asked the question he had always wanted to ask, "Mr. Speer, wait a minute. ”

The engineer paused, still not speaking.

"Why do you never speak in a complete sentence, is this to keep you cool, and now there are also requirements for temperament in engineering?"

Surprisingly, Speer blushed, and he squirmed to finally speak.

"I, Erathian, don't know much. ”