Winters searched carefully and did not hear any metal knocking sounds, so he answered truthfully: "I didn't hear anything."

"Yes, it's strange that you can't hear anything!" Mr. Ed opened the curtains and pointed to the rows of wooden houses in the old city: "This is the blacksmith district, and the sound of forging hammers should be endless day and night. But now you listen, what?

Can't even hear it."

Winters immediately understood what Mr. Ed meant and asked: "All the workshops in Steel Castle have stopped working?"

"Most of the forges have shut down." Mr. Ed said calmly: "That's why these hired workers come to the streets, hoping that a workshop owner will hire them away; they are not apprentices, let alone blacksmiths, just some

Coolies. If the workshop is running for a day, they will have bread for the whole family for a day; if the forge is out of flames, they will be hungry for a day."

Carlo Ed's condescending tone made Winters a little uncomfortable. He frowned and asked, "Is there no law for poor relief in Steel Castle?"

"Relief to the poor? The church will probably distribute some gruel." Mr. Ed asked naturally: "Those people don't have civil rights, why should the Parliament help them?"

Winters frowned even more tightly: "Aren't you afraid of trouble in the Steel Castle Government Hall?"

"The situation is not that serious yet." Mr. Ed replied calmly: "If it does come to that point, the Steel Castle Council should provide some relief. In any case, it is a matter for the people of Steel Castle, so you don't have to worry too much."

Winters said nothing more and focused on another thing revealed by Mr. Ed: "The steel castle workshop has stopped working?"

"Yes."

"Why?"

"Why do you think?"

Winters' mind was racing: "...Trade ban."

"Yes." Carlo Aide nodded approvingly.

However, the more Winters thought about it, the more doubtful he became: "The ban only prohibits the export of weapons to Plato. How can it stop the furnace of Steel Castle and silence the forging hammer? Could it be that without selling weapons, Steel Castle cannot operate?"

Mr. Ed looked at Anna with a smile.

Anna held Winters' hand and explained softly: "It's not what you think. Merchants are not cogs. They will not produce as much as they sell. If wool production decreases, woolen merchants will hoard wool; if neighboring countries are at war, blacksmiths will

meeting……"

Winters gave the answer: "Step up to build weapons."

"That's it." Mr. Ed said with a hint of mockery: "From the day the news of [The Bloody Night in the Kings' Castle] reached Steel Castle, the owners of the steel castle's large and small forges were working day and night to make weapons and armor.

.They are gearing up to make a big profit, and every warehouse has accumulated a large amount of ready goods.

As soon as the embargo was promulgated, the hoarding of goods instantly turned into a backlog - a backlog that could crush them to death. Not only that, Steel Fort ironware was mainly sold in two directions: the south and the north. The embargo on the southbound route not only made war wealth

No, even the normal bar exports have to be stopped, so... they are in a hurry."

Winters listened carefully, thought about it, and asked humbly: "Do you suggest that I should not be too eager when negotiating the price, but be more forceful and try to lower the price as much as possible?"

"I just talked about some well-known current affairs in Steel Castle. I didn't suggest anything." Mr. Ed's eyelids were lowered, and his eyes were like a dark pool: "Your Excellency Granasi, you must remember that no matter I
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