With no night's rest, Egg and Tyrion huddled into their room, illuminated by a dozen candles, and began to make the world's first Night's Watch bond.

A stack of the finest parchment available in King's Landing was placed on the table, and the two of them had a final discussion on the contents of the bonds. Tyrion's appearance is not flattering, but the handwriting is quite beautiful, and Egg was used to computers before he crossed over, and even the Chinese characters were written in a mess, let alone Westeros's words. No, the task of writing the contents of the first bond fell on his shoulders, and the dwarf followed the draft, word by word, not daring to transcribe it in the slightest sloppiness—God is sorry, he never even wrote a letter to his son, Duke Tywin.

After the first copy of "...... was written", Tyrion carefully pinched the corners of the paper and blew on it, set it aside to dry, then picked up the second paper and placed it in front of him. It's been a week since he's been back in King's Landing, and he hasn't even been to a brothel once, and he can't believe it...... It's wonderful to find something to do and no longer feel empty inside.

Iger sat across from him, deleting and revising a draft full of stuff, unable to satisfy himself. The bond was such a big piece of paper, and naturally it was impossible to write all the agreements and rules on it, so he planned to tidy it up and make a notice like a big-character poster and paste it on the wall of the night watchman's office, so that visitors could explain it more clearly while reading it.

"Just write a little bit of two meanings, and rest early. The same content on the bond is not the key, but the signature and seal at the time of signing and the subsequent anti-counterfeiting measures are the key. ”

"Yes, I'll hire someone to do it tomorrow. ”

"Why bother, find a shop to print the ......," Egger's words suddenly froze, as he found himself unaware of what the word was printed in the lingua franca of Westeros.

"What do you want to say?"

Egger struggled to get Tyrion to understand the meaning of the print, and finally had to resort to a trick: "Let's put it this way, just make the contents of the bond into an oversized seal, and cover it one by one." ”

"That's smart, I didn't think of it!" Tyrion's eyes lit up, "Is this also your technique, the Pickers are really smart, and sometimes I'm glad that we're separated by the sunset sea." ”

"Doesn't Westeros have this technique, so how do you make your books?"

"Copy, there are people who do this business, make some hard-earned money......" Tyrion replied without thinking, and then immediately reacted, and a cold sweat broke out behind his back: "it...... Why, something seems wrong!"

Egger also realized at this time why he didn't know what to say in Westeros, it turned out that printing in this world did not exist at all.

The two looked at each other in shock: this is a business opportunity!

Egg immediately had a more in-depth conversation with Tyrion about books, and learned more about this - in Westeros's time, books were completely copied by hand, and the price of a book ranged from a few silver deer to a few gold dragons, depending on factors such as the good handwriting of the copyist, the quantity and accuracy of the book content, and the quality of the binding.

"Damn, is that why Tona is advanced and powerful?" Tyrion was a smart man, and he immediately realized the advantages of printing in popularizing knowledge and culture, and it would be a technology that would have a revolutionary impact on the development of society! "We can build a printing house, and then make money by selling books, and use the money you raise...... No, it's too late, I'll advance the money first and start as soon as possible!"

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But Iger shook his head, things are not so simple, in the case of backward technology, printing is not necessarily low, because the number of words in the lingua franca far exceeds the number of Chinese characters, so movable type printing is not feasible, and with large engravings...... If you only print dozens of books, it is better to hire someone to copy and save money, and if you print more, the real problem will come - who will buy it?

Tyrion is a literate and intelligent man, and he wants everyone to be literate and literate, but he needs to think about how to make the money in his hands use to keep the game going, and not really become a Ponzi scheme, he needs projects that are sure to make money, rather than printing a bunch of excellent literature or popular science works, to make a long-term contribution to the cultural development of Westeros.

To put it simply, it is - what to think about in what position, you have not yet squeezed into the ruling class, and it is a fool to think about such a great thing.

After thinking about it, he quickly thought of a few things that the society just needed, the market was huge, and the printing cost must be lower than that of hand-copying—such as calendars, such as the Seven Sacred Texts, and ghost stories that were easy to understand for all ages!

The idea came to catch people off guard, and he suddenly became energetic, and with a wave of the quill pen in his hand, he crossed out one of the original planners.

"What did you cross out?"

"I originally planned to control the number of bonds issued, because in the absence of a way to really make money, the faster the scale of funds expands, the more unsustainable the scam will be, but now that there are projects that can make money, this one is meaningless!" Iger said excitedly: "It's already clear what we're going to do with the first amount of money, and we immediately started recruiting people with the skills to engrave seals— There is no need for those professional masters in the King's Landing engraving shop, expensive, unaffordable, apprentices and those with a certain amount of experience, and then contact the paper merchant, we need a large and stable supply of cheap paper next, and there is something to do. ”

"Hey, you were planning to control the number of bonds issued, are you really confident that people will beg to lend you money?"

"If things go well, I'll dare to raise the interest, and by that time, the people who want to lend me money will line up from the Red Keep to the Gate of the Gods!" Iger snapped confidently. "That's all for today, have a good rest tonight, and tomorrow we'll split up and get down to business!"

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In countless farming texts, the traverser can quickly dig out the first pot of gold with the knowledge he has mastered in the original world, but it is really Egger's turn to do it, only to find that it is so difficult to turn knowledge into money - he knows the principle of fuel engines, knows that generators rely on magnetism to generate electricity, and even knows how airplanes and spaceships go to the sky, but these damn high-tech technologies are useful in this world in this era! There are many people who know the principle, who can make one? Not to mention the entire finished product, with the materials and industrial level of Westeros, not even a single screw on an airplane can be produced.

Who would have thought that at this time of no return, two casual casual chats actually made him discover business opportunities, the backwardness of this world is far above his expectations, to make money in this world, there is no need for the level of knowledge he thought of before, the technology and objects that are commonplace in ordinary life and even have been eliminated are all new things here!

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