Helping with Adventurer Party Management

Episode 609: Merchant Pride

Speak up, anticipating where the priests were satisfied with a panoramic view of the bakery's information.

"Is it time for you to be satisfied"

"Ugh, um"

Just a little uncomfortable, the clergy comes back with a pamphlet of bakery information.

While retrieving them, continue to ask for explanations about another voice.

Now the flow is coming here.

"I'd like to introduce another human voice who works for my workshop. He was a merchant in the city, and he pulled people who were managing money in the mercenary corps into their current jobs."

"Hmm. Well, because your Lord's seems to be doing his business broadly. Something like that."

It was the white frowned priest who hammered me.

"Yes, and like the peasants earlier, we started making booklets saying that we wanted to tell them something."

"How to attach a book? Well, a merchant would need it."

A black beard priest nodded small, distorting the edge of his lips.

Those who also emerge in the Church, the gold account of the territory and of the Church's departments is an essential skill.

While priesthood education is basically an educational content centered on debate, as in law, the minimum necessary knowledge of money and books is also required.

"It seems to me that the merchant was interested in something very different now. Anything, a merchant needs a merchant hero, or something."

With a hero.

"Yes."

The gaze of the priests turned to this one, whether they also felt inconsistent with the combination of the words merchant and hero.

In order to continue the interest of the boring clergy (er.), we must continue to scuff phrases that attract the opponent between explanations.

Heroes of the merchants, the word seems to have played its full part.

"For the Church, the people may be what guides them, what pities them, but at the same time, all the people are proud of their way of life and also those who need their own stories.

People need stories that guide their way of life so that young children can tell their parents stories before they go to bed. As a knight needs a tale of a medal, he wants a tale of a merchant who made a great deal of business for those who want it. "

"The Story of Commerce..."

The priests here have never really done business counting coins.

The story of commerce, even when I hear it, seems incomprehensible as to what it refers to.

There, put it on at this time.

"It is so good to see you. Even a large and stable merchant, its breadth of business is narrow out of the picture. Because each seed of commerce is a secret in each merchant, something that no other merchant would ever teach. So, no matter where the merchants are doing good business, and so on, if the fields of commerce are different, they don't understand the details, because it's common."

"Well, that's what it would be"

The clergy snorts empathetically when they give the information that the merchants don't really know.

There is also the assumption that merchants can't possibly know what they don't even know.

"Merchants are always looking for new business seeds. The success of others is the seed of commerce, itself. In other words, merchants want stories of the success of others."

"You mean that's the hero of a merchant? But commerce can only be commercial. Is there a difference between up and down there?"

Success in business, chewed up to the point and explained, seems to raise doubts about them as well.

I was wondering if it was business.

I can't help but feel the perspective of seeing business there as something below.

"They say that what makes business a business has something called their own ethics. From what I've heard, there are a number of traits that a young merchant admires."

Ethics.

I guess I can't help but react to the word ethics as a priest.

Unexpectedly, the Black Beard Priest pinches the words in the feeling.

"Yeah. Sounds like a big deal when it comes to ethics, but you might as well call it good looking. All you have to do is make money, a young merchant said, as a merchant's way.

He wants to spread the story of the well-dressed merchant. I had quite a delightful commitment, so I'd like to introduce you here, if I may. "

Everyone nodded quietly at the voice of "allow" when they confirmed looking at the faces of the priests.

"Thank you. Bye."

Cough up, then read out the contents of the parchment.

"He says ethics as a respected merchant requires four main elements.

The first is to set up commerce on its own. They say it's important to set up a business on your own, not on the power of kinship relatives.

The second is to make that business bigger through danger. In commerce without danger (risk), they say, you can't grab a lot of money, it's their creed.

The third, he said, is that setting up multiple different businesses rather than one is also a matter to be respected. With just one business, that could be luck. He said that multiple successful businesses can prove that talent, which is why.

Finally, that the business will be good for the world. By doing business, you gain both yourself and your opponent. That such business is real business. Business that tricks the other person into making a profit doesn't last long. So they want to do business that benefits both sides. "

When I finished explaining it, I felt like a raw warm air flowed, laughing bitterly on the spot.

Oh, my God, you're young.

That could have been the laughter of the priests' self-derision who won the number of righteous manoeuvres.

That's why I feel the need to look straight in the eye and express my opinion.

"Yeah. But I think it's a good thing this kind of story spreads. Even for merchants, establishing an ethic of commerce can be beneficial in the long run. The city's economy is revitalized by young merchants embarking on adventurous commerce. Above all, young merchants become self-esteem and confident about their business. Human beings in any hierarchy or profession need pride. I want the merchants to be right and proud."

"Proud. Proud."

From the eyes of the priests looking back on this one, the air of ridicule until earlier disappeared and a quiet silence returned.