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"Brother."

Chelina's brother came as he climbed the most gigantic sailboat stopping at the harbor.

I wonder why I don't feel better compared to my sister.

"Hey, that? Newbie?"

A sauce-eyed, slightly taller brother gives me his gaze.

"I'm Akira, who said I couldn't and became a consultant. Please don't be rude."

"It's Akira. Best regards,"

I offered him one hand here with a sales smile but he shook his neck to the side.

"The sailors' hands are dirty, because they use tar everywhere. Just how you feel is enough. My name is Palos Veriero. But my sister is a consultant. Wouldn't it be a storm?

"I'd appreciate it if you did, because you'd get some real water, how's the ship doing better than that?

I think she got a pretty bad scratch, but Chelina was flushing it lightly. Maybe this is what this sibling looks like.

"We finally found out where the water leaked. It's completely repaired, so it'll take a lot less drainage."

"You took a while"

"The crack was above the drainage line, I was just surprised, I didn't even imagine the water would accumulate from such a place to the ship's low."

"Is that possible?

"If the chief sailor asks, he'll have it. It's rare, but, well, it's above the drainage line, so it would have been easy to fix as long as I knew where it was."

"That's good."

"I couldn't build the ship, so the problem is somewhere."

Paros looks up at the giant ship. The eyes looked like guardians somewhere.

"I've already been operating for three years, and I want you to be stable."

"Now that we have all the problems, if you have the money, you can start building a second ship."

"You can't do that at all at the moment."

"Well... ok, that's what the report is for now"

"Okay. So let's talk about exports."

A side of Cerina hands over a plank of wood. I'd like to hear your name.

"Here's the dossier"

"... none of the purchases are more than double the value"

"There was an overlap between carriage and goods taxes and ship taxes, plus export taxes, and if you buy any cheaper, your trading partners will crumble."

"... brother, how long can these be sold over there?

"This isn't much different from the purchase value."

"Then it's rejected. If you think about expenses, it's a deficit."

"Then the business partners will be crushed."

"... I can't help it, it's not at all commensurate with danger. Look for another product."

"Okay. But the industry in this country is about salt and fish, and buffalo after the rainy season… I'll look for it, but don't expect it."

"Yes, sir."

Mr. Yoshinaki called for a nearby person, and the guy called to fly his current instructions ran away with a rocket that lit his ass.

"Hey, what were you originally exporting?

"It's dirt. Clay, to be exact."

"Clay"

"Yes, because the soil around here is ideal for ceramic materials. They pack the barbecue kettle with clay and send it. Originally, the clay needed to be put to some sleep, so I'm happy."

"I see."

But isn't there any other industry?

"What about salt and fish?

"The port is the destination…"

This was answered by my brother Palos. Were you still there? I'm terrible, too.

"Isn't this... fundamentally something we need to rethink from industry?

"I think you're right. But this is one of the tough lands among the small group of countries in the west. There is no decent industry…"

"Oh... but the harbor is splendid, so I hope I can use it as a hub harbor"

"Hub...... what is it?

It's hard to explain when they ask me again.

"Um, I don't know, in this case, it would always mean a port as a relay point to stop by when you go somewhere"

I guess it would mean a base to be precise, but I used it in the general sense.

"The town seems to have a lot of taxes on the merchants, but they'll pay for that, too. Then people get together anyway. Collect things too. It would be great if I could create a shape where I would be transported out to another town or country by sea after going through this country. Do you feel like an economic free city? I wish I could make a special economic zone or something."

"City of Economic Freedom"

Chelina repeats.

"Well at first we struggle because taxes don't collect, and we risk an influx of different cultures. There is a possibility that refugees will gather. However, if things are carried well, there will be more stores selling inns and grocery food, more assortment, more inventory and more logistics. It will result in a flow of gold, and it will always lead to tax revenues..."

I don't think it's actually going that well. You'll need a pretty good bureaucrat even if you can do it. But this is the way I want you to try to look at the way this country does it.

"It's not that easy to change a country."

"... right"

"I think I can export more than that."

I was floating on a giant ship and I was alarmed.

While talking, I was concerned about the rope winder on the deck and the bow statue and the mast.

"... Are you good with words?

"... Oh! Shh, sorry, I was so impressed with the splendid sailboat that I forgot!

Failed!

I failed again!

"Ha, I don't mind. Looks like Chelina's got a softer look to it. Make sure you get along. Of course I'm glad you did the same with me. Yeah, I'd love to be friends."

He grinned uncontrollably, loosening his sauce eyes even further.

"I'm sorry... when this alarms me on the ground, I leave."

"You don't need to be polite to a man of the sea."

"I'd appreciate it if you could say that. Keep it up."

"Welcome.... What will Cherina do now?

"I'll think about the export while I grab lunch with Akira. If we don't have good stuff, we'll have to think about stretching the port a little bit."

"I wonder if the crew will be convinced..."

"At worst, let's carry the clay. Which way do you have to import it?"

"Right. But please hurry up."

"Okay. Then let's go, Master Akira."

"Oh."

Thus the three of us returned to the Chamber of Commerce. Of course I'm with those nearby.