The Defeated Dragon

As a merchant, Lester had no intention of letting the residents of the town form their own, and he intended to form a merchant corps dedicated to the castle. There is no incentive or idea to reform innovation and to create a free trade system, but to operate one's territory in accordance with the practices of most nobles.

Old Grande was elected as the leader of the merchant team.

Abagon and Sherlock assist from the side.

“The only thing you can do right now is seafood, and I hope to start with Coral City, where the seafood in Flower Town will gradually be sold in all cities.” Lester said.

“As you wish, My Lord. ”

“So, how are you going to sell seafood? It's new. People don't eat it, they're obviously afraid of it. ”

Old Grande thought slightly and replied: "Lord, we can propagate along the street, saying that Lord Count praises seafood all the time. I am sure there will be countless colonists, and the food praised by the Count will flourish.” It's borrowed from celebrities, it's not creative but it works.

Sherlock adds a little bit to the old Grande Terrace approach: “You can also contact the kitchens of most of the aristocratic families first and send them some cheap seafood to taste. ”

“Coral City has a lot of free people, they are also a potential power to buy seafood, we can set up stalls on the streets, cook seafood for free and let passing free people taste it. I'm sure in no time, everyone in Coral City will know how delicious seafood is.” Abagon suggested.

Lester thinks both approaches are good: "Looks like you've got the whole idea of doing business. When the thorny road opens up, you can start doing business. ”

Old Grande hesitated for a moment to say, "Lord, how do we get seafood to Coral City without a carriage? ”

“When the road opens, I will buy several carriages first.” Lester whispered that there were still sixteen gold coins in the castle, and that the wagon that usually pulled the cargo and brought the shed was one gold coin.

He could buy six, not more, not enough horse pullers.

Send away the three old Granthai, Lister slightly sighed.

He thought the gold in the castle was enough, and now he finds that it's not enough. Five hundred serfs spent one hundred and twenty gold coins, and in order for the town to reach the size of 5,000 people, he had to prepare at least six hundred gold coins, and in order for the town to reach the size of tens of thousands of people, almost 2,000 gold coins.

“Otherwise, I'll sell the Red Blood Sword to Livius, or Captain Mickey? It's too expensive. They can't afford a thousand gold coins, can they? ”

It's just that when his hand holds the red blood sword hanging from his waist, that warm magic touch prevents him from making such a decision.

It's a stone weapon.

From the precious stones produced by dragons, it represents strength.

And matches his fighting properties, even if he's going to be a Sky Knight, this Red Blood Sword still deserves his identity.

“It can only grow slowly. I hope to rely on compost to cultivate the land this year, and the flower town will be able to produce abundantly. Plus the Pokémon that I brought in, and the Pokémon that I bred on my own, should be able to break through 15 gold coins next quarter's taxes, right?” The quarterly taxes have been handed over to the castle.

After careful accounting by Isaiah, the various crops and handicrafts collected in the spring season are worth about seven gold coins.

Prior spring taxes were generally around three gold coins.

There is almost no tax in winter, with around four in summer, seven in autumn and less than fifteen throughout the year.

With Pokémon bugs this year, relying on compost farming, and fishing for seafood, Lester is confident that summer taxes will reach their full level last year.

By autumn, taxes will definitely be higher than Falcon Town in Rivera, and not impossible.

“Sir, your milk tea has been brewed.” Housekeeper Carter walks into the study with a cup of fresh milk-brewed milk tea and a cup of milk tea before bed every day is Lester's habit.

“Thanks.”

After taking the milk tea, Lister was just a little thirsty, and drank it directly. In one breath, she drank half of the milk tea just in temperature.

The tongue licked a little milk tea foam on the lips, and he hesitated slightly: "Mr. Carter, is today's milk tea still made by Mrs. Morson? ”

“Yes, sir. Is there a problem brewing milk tea today?” Carter got a little nervous.

Lester shook his head: “It's fine to brew, but I always thought Mrs. Morson's craftsmanship was getting better and her milk tea was getting better. ”

“I will convey your praise to Mrs Morson and I am sure she will be delighted. ”

……

On the first day of July, the afternoon sun lazy and the clouds cover the sun from time to time, as if a naughty child were quietly blindfolding his partner.

The weather is not too hot and the wind is blowing.

Lister, who inspected the logging work, stood on the other side of Thorn Ridge with a handsome smile on his face and solemnly declared: “The trees, 100 meters from the side of the road, have all been cut down, the logging team has done my job well, as lords, I salute you. ”

Respect is just words on the mouth.

The next step is for civilians to continue their work: "The thorny road opens, meaning that the town of flowers will unite in the outside world, and that no one will have to be stuck in the corner of Coral Island to go out and see it. However, in order to further improve road safety, the fencing must be maintained. ”

Paused, he said, "So the original logging team will not disband for the time being, directly repairing the fence and completely isolating the trees on both sides of Thorn Ridge from the fence. ”

The timber required by the fence, picked from the ground, is abundantly cut wood, which is still directly on the ground.

Good timber is transported to the castle for storage, a little bit of timber is pulled to build Oyster House, the second timber is used as a fence, and the final corner material is taken directly back by the civilians and cooked in a cooking pot.

The road is clear, a time to celebrate.

Lester brings together Gaultai, Marcus, Isaiah, Blair and arranges the rest of the work.

Firstly, of course, it was a matter for the merchants to start selling seafood as soon as they bought the carriage; secondly, Lester was going to take out the last ten gold coins and buy a shortage of food, including beer and flower beer; and secondly, he was going to sensitize the merchants in the cities of Coral Island to tell them that the town of flowers was free to enter and exit.

The castle's merchants, who are responsible for the bulk of the trade described by Lester, generally do not involve too much trade between civilians.

Entering Flower Town, merchants from the field will bring a vibrant atmosphere to the town, bringing wealth and commodities into circulation.

“Finally, it is important to note that the town of Flowers will welcome free people to settle in a way that reduces taxes, and it is important to convey this message to the cities.” Lester is looking to the population now, and he doesn't really care about taxes, and territorial development is the first priority.

Several people were busy writing down Lester's account.

Marcus suddenly said: "My lord, I am going to take a day off to take my family to live in Flower Town. ”

Isaiah sighed a long time after hearing: "My stupid son, I'm afraid, is reluctant to come to Flower Town, where he is accustomed to messing around. ”

Blair was happy to say, "Then I'll pick up my family, too. Life here is a little monotonous, but the air is fragrant. ”

Gorte smiled awkwardly: “Lister, I'd like to pick up my family too, but... Frya is pregnant and I can't handle it. ”

Lester solemnly said, "Miss Gaultai, while a dependent mistress is a common disease of the aristocracy, it is immoral after all. I didn't mean to persuade you to stop right now, and Frya's pregnant, so in Flowertown, you take Frya as your wife. ”

A moment of silence, he added, "Her child, if a boy, I hope to be my champion in the future. ”

“I am ashamed of your generosity, my lord, and Gorte is at your service!” Gaultai stood up and walked to Lister to pay his respects.

It's the same courtesy as Marcus was before, a true follower.