For the dragons, it was their daily routine to lie down on a mountain of treasure, but for Pasha, it was a daily routine to review the mountain of financial reports.

It has been more than half a month since the Senate formally asked the Pharaoh to surrender, and there have been many things that have made Ques happy during this time. For example, the ogre blacksmith Palu has recovered from his health, for example, his magic research has entered a new field, and he has succeeded in replicating nutty ice cream than the gourmand Blue, and so on.

But during this time, there were also some things that made the young blue dragon a little sad.

For example, financial reports, financial reports, financial reports......

Nome City's financial population introduction plan, Spath's flood reconstruction plan, the desert tribe's business subsidy application plan, and some large chambers of commerce and guilds have submitted tax relief plans, and the core of these financial reports is nothing more than two words - "ask for money".

"It's really a shame," there seemed to be a flash of thunder in his apricot-yellow eyes, and Quest looked at the desert kobold attendant at his side, and asked in a cold voice, "Have they forgotten the true identity of Quest Fetan?" What do you think?"

At the side of the giant dragon in human form, the attendant from the dragon clan was so frightened that he almost crawled on the ground.

He swallowed nervously when he heard Quest emphasize that he was a blue dragon - no one who had seen this real form would really think of him as a blue dragon.

But the kobolds of the desert are not fools, and there is no need to risk offending a powerful true dragon, just to correct the inaccuracies in their words. He struggled to clamp his tail and carefully answered his master's question:

"You don't have to pay attention to the nonsense of those guys, let the great Lord of the Dragon's Lair be their leader, and not asking for a tribute is simply cheapening them. According to me, taking advantage of the extremely bad situation in the city now, our Dragon's Nest just happens to make a lot of money. ”

Looking at the face of the dragon master who turned into a human form, the desert kobold attendant hit the railroad while it was hot:

"Now that your prestige is spread far and wide in the desert, and all ethnic groups are vying for refuge, there are many sand lizard people in our town to beg for a living, and the clan elders have arranged them all into patrols. The people in the city are not doing well now, and those weapons and armor must be cheap. If you buy from them in person, you might even get a very low discount......"

"Who told you that?" Quest interrupted the squire.

"It's the elder historian of our town, and he says that if you have the chance, you will definitely want to remind you that according to ancient tradition, the eleventh day of the fiery sun in the eleventh month of the year is especially suitable for purchasing. The desert kobold thought for a moment, and repeated very earnestly what the clan elder had told him.

"What's your name?"

"As you know, my name is Zhou Zhuo Jianzu. ”

A spell ray flew out of Quis's palm, and under the effect of the "Malicious Transfiguration", the desert kobold attendant who was hit immediately turned into a trembling sheep.

"Change the name, or add a whole roast lamb to today's dinner. ”

The kobold attendant with the name of "little troublemaker" that was still fresh in the memory of Quest in his previous life was finally spared, not because the evil dragon suddenly changed his personality, but because the young blue dragon was afraid that if he ate it, he would get contaminated with something bad.

However, Zhou Zhuo's words did remind the young blue dragon that doing business—a business activity that combines buying and selling—tends to benefit more than just taxes and tribute—more profits, and profits last longer.

Quest is not optimistic about the business model that the Blue Dragon race usually operates, with looting, taxation, and extortion not sustainable, and the cost-to-input ratio of protection fees being too high. The tributary model pioneered by the old dragon Salotta - that is, merchants who hold the badge of the dragon's nest can exchange "tribute" goods for the scales and teeth of the members of the blue dragon group in the dragon's nest who fight or naturally fall off, which can indeed be regarded as an innovation.

But this is not enough, and the income in this area is the income of the dragon's nest, and there is no reason for Quest to use it to "approve" the citydwellers and tribesmen. At this point, even if the author changed his birth to become a metal dragon, it was not negotiable.

The only option is to integrate the resources that come with the title "Pasha" and put those resources into business operations, and finally generate enough income. A portion of the profits from the revenue can be used to supplement the need for financial appropriations arising from the reduction of tax revenues after the war.

Although he had no experience in trading in his previous life, whether it was a group game or a strategy management game, Quest never used his brain to think about the steps of business operation. So how to get started, he's actually not particularly unfamiliar.

But the question is how should he start his business operation? Will he use the talent of farming that has been inherited from the genes of the flower planter to carry out industrial upgrading and climb the technology tree in the ash world, or should he take advantage of the geographical advantage to vigorously promote trade operations, or some other way.

Dragons generally have a high level of intelligence, and even the White Dragon, known as the "Shame of the Dragons", has had a crazy and powerful spellcaster. When they think about problems, they tend to proceed from reality, and they don't have dead brains, and they know how to investigate and consult-

Unable to figure out how to start, Quest walked out of his home where he had been "staying" for a long time, wanting to visit the cities and villages of the Dragon's Nest Clan, as well as other places within the Pasha's territory. First understand the place under your jurisdiction, and then figure out the direction of the opening.

Flying out of the dragon's lair, the young blue dragon who had disappeared walked through the sky with the help of his force field control ability, he overlooked the town alliance composed of large camps of various dragon clans at his feet.

Thanks to the prestige that Quis had made in the war, the alliance of towns at the foot of the Dragon's Lair has become the best choice for desert tribes to seek refuge in. The influx of people has even outpaced the expansion of towns, and many of those who have come to seek refuge have camped outside the town's fences under the arrangement of the desert kobolds.

The almost contiguous alliance of towns had taken shape, and the city was not defended by the walls of the rest of Medici, and when viewed from above, it was as if the new city of the Dragonlords had lovingly extended a hand of friendship to the desert.

Smelling the scent of Silver Kate, many brave human traders began to come to the alien city in search of opportunities - thanks to the enlightenment of the "Pasha the Dragon", in the time of the old dragon Sallota, it was difficult for humans to pass through the perilous desert near the dragon's lair, except for the tributary merchants with the badge.

Merchants spontaneously organized small bazaars, and they paid taxes in exchange for the right to sell and carry goods here. Desert kobolds, lizardmen, and sand lizardmen patrol the area, keeping the merchants safe and dealing with disputes.

Moreover, as Zhou Zhuo Jianzu said, the nearby cities of Nome and Sparter were affected by the war, and the backlog of goods that the merchants brought to the town alliance of the Dragon Clan to sell was extremely cheap, and it could even be said that it was not an exaggeration to clear the warehouse.

Transformed back into human form, weaving through the bustling crowd of the bazaar, Quest carefully examines each item, occasionally asking the stall owner about the price. The other party saw that it was a human customer, and he was very enthusiastic to talk to him.

"You're new here to see the market, which chamber of commerce?" the stall owner greeted Quis warmly.

"Doing some small business on your own, isn't this also worrying about here... situation, so I didn't dare to bring the goods to take a look first. Quest looked at the desert kobold patrol that had just passed not far away, and said with a pretended to be a little worried.

"Don't worry, brother. As long as the business tax is paid on time every day, and the ordinary stall is a silver kate every day, no one dares to come to trouble. Before, there were wandering sand bandits who came in to rob and were directly hacked to death by those patrols. The stall owner comforted.

After a few more conversations with the stall owner, Quest turned to leave, and spent an hourglass or so wandering around the bazaar and noticed something wrong:

Merchants did not feel that having to pay at least one silver kate a day was a burden—but in the case of Medici, such a business tax could be called expensive. This shows that they earn more here, so they can afford it.

On closer inspection, it can be seen that most of the buyers here are members of the Dragon's Clan, and the Desert Kobolds don't have that much silver kate to pay their bills, so they can only barter for animal skins or some other local specialties.

The best-selling goods were metal items such as iron pots and forks, some of which were used after they were bought, but most of them were sent to newly relocated blacksmiths, where they were re-smelted and renamed weapons, armor, and other equipment.

This blacksmith shop was opened by the blacksmith family rescued by the desert elf Bradch from Nome City, and the owner of the shop was a master blacksmith who was called "Old Hab" (this was to distinguish it from his children and grandchildren, "Hab" and "Little Hab").

This is where the business tax comes in handy, as the soldiers of the Desert Kobold Patrol receive one or two silver kates a week in the form of "salaries", which they or their families use to pay for the cost of remelting and renovating ironware.

Not only that, but the young blue dragon also noticed that the clan elders, who had more control over the business tax, would send their relatives to directly use a large amount of silver kite to buy exquisite weapons and equipment that could only be produced in the big cities of Medici - these were not products that could be created by a blacksmith shop that had just set up a stove.

Stealthy, Quest paced past the customers crowded at the door of the blacksmith and walked into the blacksmith's warehouse where the goods were stored. On the shelves of the warehouse, Medici-style weapons in sacks are carefully stacked neatly.

Looking at the "Sand Rhino Caravan" logo painted with coke on the sack, a "cruel" smile appeared on the young blue dragon's mouth.

If they were to be replaced by other dragons, they would probably use their claws and dragon breath to educate them in their own vacancies in their rage to teach them their duties as slaves of dragons by collecting business taxes for their own consumption instead of contributing to their masters.

It's just that Quis is not such an ordinary dragon, and those few silver kates are not in his eyes - although he doesn't have much on himself - he values the business model behind the money more than the limited silver kate.

After all, the cake of an old acquaintance always looks so delicious.

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