Sweet Reincarnation

Mortaire Territorial Le Milotte. In a place called the village of Milotte, we had a busy morning.

"There you are, there you are. Eggs just picked in the morning. It's fresh and fresh."

"Now look at me. Salted herring brought from Steim. Fat and melt down to the tongue. Early winner, come on, come on!!

Stretching from a well with only one in the village, the central street. There was a gathering of henwaka merchants. People who knit long leaves and lay rugs, or call in a few boxes side by side.

And among the villagers, impromptu merchants, there is an occasional mix of real jobs.

"Yeah, it's a big day"

"More of a commotion than a thrive? Why do you push trouble on me every time and every time?"

"Trouble? Was there any trouble, too?

"It's good to open the city. Mortarn territory has grown, and there are eight villages in the territory, so if you gather people from there, it will be busy accordingly. Pedestrians also get together when they make money, and I admit that there is an economic effect. But hey, why aren't you paying for a place!!

Nicolo was fighting his common sense.

It is a battle that continues to lose a series of battles after beginning to spend time in Mortarn territory, but it is still a barren struggle today.

Mortauern territory swallowed the former Liptauer territory and was further restructured as an eastern region. The villages pass through the streets and, in the main, down to the national highway.

The street was once more concentrated in the village of Milotte than the mountains lay between the mainland and the eastern region.

A transport hub where all the streets connect the three villages of the mainland Zarsden, Kochen and Kirchen with the four villages in the eastern region. That's the new village, the village of Milotte.

One of the policies that Pais has pursued on the status of Lords proxy is to hold a regular morning market in this village of Milotte. Today is the first time for that.

It also preemptively speaks to travelers in and out of the neighborhood, and the bustle is inside.

The right to hold these regular cities is an important right for the ruling lords.

It is the important job of the Lords to control illegal cities and levies of unsolicited land, because if left in the middle of nowhere, the black market becomes rampant and yakuza people are born to earn money for places.

If the illegal city and the land bill are to be controlled, the official city can officially collect the land bill. This is the major reason why many Lords allow the market to be held.

In a regular city, those in power collect the cost of a place. That's common sense.

But Pace, who is good at sanding his common sense with his hind legs, supposes to make this hand's limited-time land use fee, so to speak, free of charge.

As for the side selling things, I applaud them, but blame bombardment, except for some on the Lord's side.

There will be a commotion that fits in a good place because it's free, and fools who collect illegal land money to fit such commotion with their arms will begin to come out, and they will have to give me their sleeves and let me deal with bad merchants who want to secure a good place.

Even though the job is more than you normally do, the sense of incarceration is zero in the end.

Niccolo and others who were appointed in charge (pressed by seniors) also looked unhappy about why they would do this. Still, it's what Pace does, so it's the truth that he's following me to see if it makes any sense.

"If you ask me why, it's good enough for us."

"Rent a place for free, what profits? I'm telling you, what I'm asking for is immediate money. copper coins today than gold coins next year. I have to say what I have to say as a financial officer for the Mortairn family. If it's long-term or strategic, feed the goats."

"Is Shiites teaching you how to take that story? Shiites, too, can't help educating his men... troublesome"

Pais sighs at his men's words.

"When it comes to short-term profits, there's a boost from Decoco, who's commissioning a direct store. This is how the villagers, gathered in the city and muddy in their nostalgia, buy souvenirs from all the liquorice stamp cookies we are talking about. Even the pedestrians won't go home with their bare hands, so they'll buy something and go home. The most prominent candidate for purchasing is still a Mortairn family treat, which is also being talked about in Wang Du. That's the only way people can get together and moisturize our nostrils."

"You'll make more money if you take the place."

"No. When you take the cost of a place, amateurs who don't know anything about commerce hesitate, so people don't get together and end up with less of the agitation you mentioned earlier. trade-off with the cost of the location. If one increases, one decreases. It's a disobedience. Originally mortarn humans only engage in commercial activities in exchange with pedestrians once a month or not. So to speak, like a baby."

"Well, I know it's just amateurs"

"If it's going to be a trade-off, even in the sense of fostering future profits, we need to get them used to selling and buying things first. Sooner or later, more people will come to realize that a good place can sell well, and after that, introducing the cost of a place into a good place will reduce their dissatisfaction. No, you'll be thanked for reducing the injustice. Now, collecting the price of a place quickly becomes a dissatisfaction with the cost of a place that cannot be sold in commercial beta, and that dissatisfaction ends up at home. For all policies, timing is important. Grow long-term profits while taking short-term gains. It's an easy market for that."

"Mmm."

"Why does Niccolo look so hard? You should be happy because you make money."

"It was what Mr. Shiitz was telling me to draw negative qualities from young people here about short-term gains. Because it can be used to allocate resources to brewery."

"Haven't you given up yet, soldier?"

"'Cause it's booze, right? I know I can sell it if I make it..."

"If you make it, you can drink it, it must be a mistake. Give it up."

One of the things that grieved my men the most about Pais being a lord's deputy was the shrinking of liquor production. Because Pais, who burns enthusiasm for making sweets and changes the color of his eyes to make the sugar necessary for this purpose, has become the real top, it is brewery that eats the portion.

"I don't care to give up..."

"Rather than that, if you're a treasurer, you should check the market. Niccolo will also have a market outlook for pedestrians and Nata Chamber of Commerce opponents, but when many people are unfamiliar with these places, the market changes."

"How does that change?

"By and large, it tends to be extreme. Anything you can't sell will try to sell every time you're ready for a deficit, and anything thin will raise its value to Aaron and become blue ceiling."

"Heh."

"It's our job to coach you if you're too blind."

Pedestrians and Mortairn-based chambers of commerce are professionals in business, even if they rot. Assuming Nicolo gets some experience, the merchants don't sell to make a deficit that easily, and they don't buy to make money that easily. Two or so Shiites or Pais can negotiate enough to make a professional pedestrian opponent drink a deficit in the Mortairn family.

Dealing with a professional counterpart is harder than usual.

In that regard, being a city full of amateurs is different on its own.

When things don't sell, they try to sell their products even if the price is reduced cheaply. It's better than not selling at that time. It's probably a deficit, but it'll destroy the market, but it's okay. In other cities, there are even people who think it is inevitable to pay for a place and have a deficit.

If you seem to sell too much the other way around, hoist the value just for chance and all. That's already limitless. None of them have the idea of proper profit.

Cloth and yarn before the festival, salt before winter support, and autumn mouth livestock are in almost certain demand and easy to thin. When this happens, some people blow up prices tens of times the price of the market first, and sometimes amateurs who are unfamiliar with business dealings don't realize that they've been screwed.

Not too cheap, not too expensive. This adjustment is also a showcase of the power of those who divide the city.

"Well, I'll just look around."

"... Nicolo, show me your hands"

"Yes?... somehow, this silver coin. And not even three."

"Expenses. Buy what you want. To know the market, chilling cools the heat in the market. I don't mind the booze, but take what you bought back to the mansion once. Everything I bought. I want to check the market and the real thing, too."

"What do you do after that?

Nicolo is somehow anticipating ahead and seems happy.

Pais also seems to have a lot of difficulty as a manager. About a tenth of the squire chief.

"I can't drink too much. If you can confirm the price, you can do whatever you want."

"Wow!! I love that about the young lady!!

With so much Nicolo's joy, the Lords proxy decided to keep quiet that the seniors were waiting by hand.

In particular, Nicolo's boss (Shiites) is nosy enough not to miss an opportunity to drink free booze.

Even the relentless seniors will never have zero points for the youth, and they will not waste any foot at all, Pace drops off Niccolo, who went around the city with joy and courage.

When it comes to the city, it's kind of like the edge of a festival in a way, so it's pretty fun if you have money.

"Well, I'm going back to the mansion to work."

The management, who has assigned the job for the time being to his subordinates, returns to the office one foot away.

Welcomed by Shiites, who are likely to have children next year.

"Oh, boy, how was the city?

"He seemed to be calm. I had the impression that it was biased in popularity by salt and fish, but it wouldn't be a good idea. Conversely, the villagers who were trying to sell beans and herbs are struggling. We make it in every house, so the buyer is extremely limited."

"There will be people out here buying and beating, so even if you're in a deficit, it doesn't mean you're in zero."

Shiites stands diagonally behind Pais sitting in the office chair. It's Shiites' fixed position as an adjunct.

When he sits in the chair where his father was sitting, the desk is quite high in the boy, so he quickly wears a futon style cushion to look like a stacked weight. I didn't have it carried away with laughter, and there were no prizes for overlapping ten pieces, but it was also Jose's embroidery practice, so it was a substitute that I was afraid of later when I handled it roughly.

It's an open secret that Pais and Jose are laughing at humorous scenes, even though they're not willing to.

"So, boy, it's quick to get back, but it's work."

I know, I know.

"First of all... regarding the sale of this year's wheat, I want you to confirm the report."

The wooden slab, which was offered only quickly, had a record of the transaction all the time. The Mortairn family now has revenue from the new industry, but the wheat was originally specialty. There were also long periods of poverty when securing annual sales proceeds would be directly linked to a year's income.

The fact that it is still an important source of income remains unchanged, confirmation, etc., is also the Lord's job. Now it's Pais's job to represent the Lords.

"You've had a rough market for a long time. It just makes quite a difference when you sell it a few different days."

"I hear there's an area that was also woven into the market for a lot of our wheat this year. The merchant from Ratesh territory politely came to check in the blue times. The merchant who had the information on that hand and the merchant who didn't, they had different market prospects."

"I mean, you don't think it's a matter of time or timing?

"Will that happen? Do you want to find out more?

Pais reacted to Shiites' report.

I hope the reason for the sudden fluctuations in the wheat market over a short period of time is because of the people-oriented information bias, as Shiites put it. If there is also a difference in information about the inability of Mortairn family wheat to do so.

What Pais cared about was if there was another reason. The wheat market was supposed to move a lot before the war. Even if the reason for the market fluctuations is hypothetical, the reason why the market varies from person to person may be because of some hidden movement.

It is the aristocratic society that does not know where there are pitfalls if it goes out of hand in any trivial way.

Shiites, too, breathes of Ayumu, as Pais tells him to immediately guess.

"Right. Why don't you let me grip the gold at Deco's and ask Nicolo what's going on in the market?"

"You won't notice that much yet with that guy. I don't even know why I'm opening the city for free. These are young people. They all are."

"The hidden advantages of hosting a market on the territory, right? I didn't explain it to Nicolo either. It's only when you realize it yourself. Of course you know Shiites, don't you?

"Naturally. Come on. I was planted by Balamond's grandfather. You can do free market research. Ignore the advantages.

Pais didn't tell Nicolo, but he got people to the city even though he was free of place fees, because he had other advantages than money. Like I said to Nicolo, if people get together, they do collect money. If you're talking about short-term profits, you're not mistaken.

But at the same time, we gather information.

Until now, you will have information in your territory that you would not have been able to obtain if you had gone out of your way. It can be information on the market, information on the shortage of goods, or trouble with the supplier or trading route. These are worth not being stupid about. The bigger the city, the greater the accuracy and quantity of them.

Nicolo is a vault number in the Mortairn family and specializes in cashier management. Still inexperienced to look at other parts. No, there's something wrong with Pais or Shiites that I realize without telling you.

"Speaking of which, I hear you blew something into Nicolo, Shiites."

"What are you talking about?

"I heard you told me to take a word on short-term profits."

"That chatter."

"Shiites, you don't have to do anything to try me. You must have measured the power of the Lords' proxy.

The intention behind it, is that nothing will be just about the market. Pais asks Shiitz yes with his eyes.

"Sure, there's that, too. But you don't need me. I don't doubt my boy's strength. Young people are still young and anxious about surrogates, so come on. Sure, their anxiety is good, but it doesn't make sense to take charge of some of them under the Admiral or to make all their own decisions. I'd like you to make a few quick and easy to understand achievements."

"One of them is that you have completed the exam for the chief squire. Should I thank you for your care?

"I don't need it. If Boy is failing, he can drink, and if he succeeds, he can drink. I don't care either way."

"... we are giving Nicolo the cost of market research. I'll drop it on expenses."

"I'm not the bookkeeper right now, so you should like the boy. Anyway, it's delicious to drink with people's money. Enjoy. Come on."

Neither Shiites nor Dada has assisted in the operation of difficult land for twenty years. An arm that assists in the management of the territory with those hands. Never a decoration.

"That would be fine with the wheat. Is there anything else?

"I'll ask you to sort out the invitations. To the Admiral."

Casserole currently works in King's Capital. He was paid to serve the royal family, the so-called court nobility. If it's a new title, I need to go around saying hello. If you go around saying hello, it makes sense to have more social invitations as well.

Those who do not yet know that they have bought a house in the Wang capital will deliberately send an invitation to Casserole to Mortaire territory.

He is also a territorial nobleman who receives territory and serves the royal family, so his existing relationship has not expired either. In other words, people are simply doubled. Even if some are in charge on the territory side, they also include items that cannot be handled by a proxy's pais. Pais, the lord's deputy, has no authority over what is addressed to the court nobles.

"If it's addressed to your father, it's basically going to be sent to your father, right?

"That said, some things are sent to the King's Capital without knowing that there is a general."

Tea parties, balls, hunting, dinner parties, dramas, weddings, funerals, etc. It's enough for Pais to write on his behalf, from what he really needs to connect to the casserole.

There were many types of invitations as well.

One such thing catches the eye of Fuji Pais.

"Shiites, what is this..."

"The Baron Detmort family. This is my mother's home."

An invitation from my parents who were supposed to have cut off the edge. For Lords proxy Pais, it was the first difficulty.