It Seems I Came to Another World, Now What Should I Do

"I understand when it comes to the king's final period. What about the rest?

Rostee, who was holding me, returns to her seat.

"Hmm. It was a huge shock, so that's where the center came in. With regard to the Chancellor, His Majesty the New King gave him leave to judge for saying that he would take office. Originally my uncle's relationship led me through."

It's pretty important here, so good. Now if Rostee isn't in office, he loses his influence.

"What about the Cabinet?

"I'm done assembling. Non is also the Minister of Foreign Affairs. Norweh, the vice minister's seat is vacant. Get used to the Count and come here."

"Okay. Father. But are you a cabinet member...... That's a quick, busy story."

Norweh says with a slightly fed up face.

"On the border, who will be without you. Though you must have been the one who originally had the East Exchange. Noon's going to get busy."

Rostee drinks with a bitter smile. She also felt a little depressed when she calmed down after a heavy conversation.

"In the end, I'm talking about saying you weren't a fool king, do you have any financial problems?

"Nothing. Rather than that, it's springing up with the special needs of your territory. The budget for the next fiscal year has also been finalized. You ate from a stiff project. Bid management is full of hands."

Hmm, will the special needs of the bubble continue during this fiscal year...... In the meantime, I'd like to hit the economic boom that comes with the rise in monetary value......

"The imbalance in imports associated with currency cheap has been eliminated, but the part of exports will remain difficult to accept on the eastern side of the country. What measures do you have in mind for that?

"The necessities of the processed goods continue as they are. Most of the patents are held here, so if we can't import them from our country, we won't go anywhere. It will take a while to develop. We're talking about whether we can afford to develop it again."

There's no such thing as mass-producing dead copies like a smoky country? Well, there's a divine trial. Don't you use hands that are certain to lose after a trial? Can we continue to make profits from imports of raw materials and exports of processed products on one hand?

"How would you like to export to another country?

"You're not bordering, so you're counting on the East. The present situation is being taxed by the East and flushed to other countries."

Hmmm...... Don't hit your head somewhere when the only way to expand sales is by land. You can cut all the territory you want, right? Do you want to eat a thousand pieces?

"Can't you think of direct transport by sea?

"The ocean?

Rostee arms up and starts to figure it out.

"Oh, about your daughter's house. Isn't that good? Big ship, if you make it. It's gonna be an economic buoyancy in that territory, and we can sell our timber."

Norweh says softly, but he also puts in a good profit for his place.

"But on a large ship, you'll need a port?

Rostee will check to see if she has seen the ship.

"I can't say anything because I haven't looked at the map, but I'm going to leave the detailed map of the coastline to the mermaids in the future. Also, salt is the major resource that I will be dealing with in the future on my territory, so putting a small ship on a large ship and transporting it to land will not change the effort that much."

Rostee nods with her imaginary face.

"Does all-you-can-have territorial cuts work for other countries as well?

With that said, I can solve Rostee's imaginary face.

"The expansion of the human survival zone is humanity's sad death, wherever it can be regionalized may be regionalized...... No way?"

"Yes, we will make ports for each country in the future. I'll leave the defense to Mr. Mermaid. Well, is it reconnaissance? If something goes wrong, we'll just send reinforcements in by boat. Even if countries build ships in the future, they are holding back mermaids, so they can strike from the seaside unilaterally."

There's no gunpowder. No artillery either. Basically, you'll only be able to hit it at a punch angle and get in. All we have to do is wait for the mermaid to drill a hole in the bottom of the boat. Unilaterally think torpedoes all you want.

In this world, we have yet to see the germination of heavy mercantilism. However, there is an organization that crosses nations like the Alliance, and human beings have greed. There is also a precedent for the Adventurer Alliance. You can do it before they do it.

"You can't deal with mermaids at sea... Did you think that far and draw him into the realm?

Norweh tilts his neck.

"No. Though I was thinking about the extent to which it would be advantageous if we considered ocean entry in the future. If there is one because sea routes have not been developed, it would be an opportunity to expand exports."

Even if you quarrel with the worst eastern countries, you just have to get along with other countries. If there must be a route, there's no problem with a far-flung attack.

"It's iron after that."

"That? Didn't I tell you I'd put the open-air deposits behind me?

"Yes, salt is a priority while you have a small budget. It's in the shabu-shabu this time, so there's a little more I want to do."

In the end, the quickest way to turn the budget is to lay infrastructure. In parallel to the streets of Rome, I want to even lay the track for the railway carriage. Steam engines are still ahead of us, but UMA in this world would be an early enough railway alternative.

In that case, the bubble continues. Salt, I say, makes it from scratch, and uses it to take away the wealth of other nations. Profits are consumed domestically and used for economic buoyancy. Well, an economic invasion. Do you have a concept in this world? Either way, it must first benefit my people, the people of this country. It wouldn't hurt to look ahead for that.

"I'm a little scared when you say that. Let me see your plan, okay?

"It's not even a draft yet. I'll write later."

With that said, Norweh smiles bitterly.

"Well, it's the last life (mei) I've ever received from a king. I'm not going to choose the means to enrich the people."

When I tell him so, a slightly cut looking Rostee opens her mouth and closes.

"Hmm. Well, we'll hear about that area later. I'm relieved, or I'm hungry. On the other hand, I didn't even eat on the way home. No, you're saying I'm finally at ease..."

Rostee puts her hands on her belly and squeals. Hear it, blow it off with two people. Oh, finally got my appetite back.

"We're ready. Let's eat, Father."

Norweh tells her with a smile.

"Um. Undress the trip. Go to the dining room first."

Rostee tells him with a bitter smile, two people standing on the couch and leaving the room. The moment the door closes, exhale.

"Do you regret it?

Norweh asks as she looks at this one.

"What is it?

"Ha. Well, in this case, did you ever get on this invitation and become a baron? Otherwise, I wouldn't have gotten caught up in this."

Norweh asks with a prank mixed face.

"It would be a blow to the head in an adventurer. Even when I say merchant, it is likely that he was absorbed or killed somewhere by the powerful. Then the only option is to be a trader."

"Ha. About a trader? No, can I do it to the extent that I feel this way? No, no, you've become a fine trader, you are."

Norweh laughs like she's having fun, like she's out of control.

Protect Liz, protect her family, protect her people. Make it rich. For this reason, no means are chosen. The king's neck has already gone up to the table as a hanging. It's gone up. For the first time in his life, King Xian, who knows neither his name nor his face, will make a shameless profit and return it to his country for sustenance. I'm just going to step into it.