Chapter 2 Market and Small Treasury

Author: Xianyu Jienan

Chapter 2 Market and Small Treasury

Everything has different levels.

The same goes for the knight profession.

Knights, according to Yamu's current knowledge, can be roughly divided into the following levels.

Knight Apprentice, Full Knight, Grand Knight, and later the Shining Knight.

Knight apprentice, this is the first step on the road to knighthood, and it can only be achieved by those who understand the power of knights and master the aura of knights.

Comprehend the power of knights, master the power of breath, and use it everywhere in your body to gain all kinds of superhuman powers. This is the knight apprentice, which is the first step on the road to knighthood.

At this step, Yamu went through a very bumpy road.

He practiced step by step under the guidance of a knight instructor, and finally managed to master the power of the breath.

Even so, it took him ten years of hard work.

In the following years, he only managed to take the power of this breath a step further and master it more skillfully.

As for specific progress?

Not obvious.

The growth rate is not much different from that of a turtle crawling.

On the other hand, Dahl, the "prince", performed much better.

As the child of Earl Reagan, he had been exposed to knight training for a shorter period of time, but it only took about five years to master the power of breath and become a true knight apprentice. In the days that followed, he made rapid progress and made rapid progress.

That speed is much faster than the curtain itself.

If Amu is just a mediocre apprentice, then Dahl can be said to have reached the level of genius on this road.

According to people around him, if nothing unexpected happens, Dahl will probably be able to awaken and become a true knight before the age of thirty.

This is even when the opponent is not working out very hard.

Thinking of this, Yamu couldn't help but sigh.

This world is so real sometimes.

Sometimes you try your best, but you still can't keep up with the results of others who exercise casually.

Of course, compared to others, Yamu is actually a lucky man.

Having the talent of a knight is also a very rare thing.

Earl Reagan had many children, but among them, Dahl was the only one with the talent of knight.

Compared to those who have no talent, Yamu is already pretty good.

Yamu comforted himself in his heart, then tightened his grip on his sword and continued to work hard.

He trained hard and tempered himself.

Not far away, their instructor, a middle-aged man named Thorson, stood there, looking at the two people who were training and couldn't help but nod.

Thorson, this is another knight under Earl Regan and one of the three official knights under Earl Regan.

In the past, he has been serving as a knight instructor under Earl Reagan.

Both Amu and Dar were taught by him.

"It's a pity that you still work so hard."

Looking at the two Yamu people not far away, Thorson showed a trace of regret in his eyes: "If Master Dar could work as hard as Yamu, he might be able to become a knight in a few years."

He is very aware of Amu's diligence and appreciates it very much.

It's a pity that the profession of knight is not guaranteed to achieve success just by hard work.

The day's training ends quickly.

It's dusk.

Yamu ended the training, took a shower first, and then returned to his room.

The next day, he did not train as usual, but came to a market outside the castle and began his routine inspection.

There was originally no market outside Count Reagan's castle, only acres of farmland and military camps.

From the perspective of Earl Regan and his gang, the Black Forest Territory does not need those fancy gadgets.

Anyway, during a period of time every year, businessmen from other places will come from outside to do business with them.

There is no need for such private fairs.

But Yamu is keenly aware of the hidden commercial needs of the people within the Black Forest Territory.

Earl Reagan's territory is very large, and there are quite a lot of people living in it.

In this territory covered with black trees, hundreds of thousands of territorial residents live.

These people are scattered around in villages. Although they seem to only need to cultivate land and pay taxes, they actually also have corresponding needs for commercial exchange and consumption.

No matter how you say it, among the hundreds of thousands of people, there are always some wealthy free citizens.

Different from those people who are nominally called subjects but are actually serfs, these people also have corresponding other needs in addition to necessary food consumption.

It's just that in the past, due to the neglect of the military nobles headed by Earl Reagan, the needs of these people were ignored and could not be expressed.

Yamu realized this, so he asked Count Regan to set up such a market at this junction where transportation was relatively developed.

There are stalls everywhere in the market, where farmers from outside come to sell the agricultural products and local products they grow, and there are also outside businessmen who realize the business opportunities and come to sell goods from other places.

There is even a blacksmith shop selling farm tools here, which was specially built by Yamu.

The maintenance of the market relies on stall rentals and taxes.

The rent in most places is very low, and there are no fixed stalls, just small squares where people can sit.

You only need a copper plate or some food crops to rent it for a day, which is just symbolic.

After all, you can't expect much from farmers who are essentially no different from serfs.

What really accounts for the bulk of rents are those locations in market centers.

Compared to the clutter and odor outside, the place is clean and tidy. There are people cleaning the place every day, and guards are hired to patrol around. Just walking here makes people feel more comfortable.

Correspondingly, the rent here is much more expensive.

Some specified goods, such as farm tools and alcohol, must also pay a transaction tax.

Facts have proved that the consumer desire of people in the Black Forest Territory also exists, and has been suppressed for a long time.

In just three or four years, this place has become the most prosperous place nearby, with many people coming in and out every day.

Moreover, many people from outside the territory and mountain people hiding in the mountains came here specially to exchange supplies.

The income from this market is also one of the sources of Amu's own small treasury.

"Lord Amu, good morning."

"Mr. Yamu, would you like to come over and take a look? I have a new batch of goods here."

"Amu."

As soon as I walked into the market gate, there were waves of greetings from everywhere.

Yamu smiled and greeted them one by one.

Such a friendly gesture made farmers and businessmen from other places who came here for the first time immediately feel relaxed and let down some of their vigilance.

"It seems that as the rumors say, this Mr. Yamu is a rare good man."

Many people who come here for the first time think so.

But in fact, Yamu didn't do anything. He just imitated the leaders in his previous life and showed his attitude of being close to the people.

But the results often surprise him.

"Everything in the market is running normally. Here are the taxes for this month. They are all ready."

Arriving at the center, the manager of the market came forward respectfully and handed over this month's bill.

"Almost one hundred gold coins, which is not bad."

Yamu looked at the bill casually, then frowned: "The account is wrong."

As a manager, Mayne suddenly became nervous: "Ah, how much is missing?"

Wherever there is oil and water, there will naturally be people with ideas.

Naturally, there are people who want to enrich themselves in this market, and there are quite a lot of them.

But Yamu also had his own way of doing this.

Those seemingly simple bills would soon be noticed to be wrong when presented to him.
To be continued...