“Is the currency ready?”

Early in the morning, Windlo found Izeshi. The high elf Hoss magician was leaning against the stove to keep warm. The weather was so cold. He couldn't understand why the dark elves could adapt to cold areas.

Pointing to the things on the table, she said that the tasks assigned to her as the general manager of the banking department had been completed.

Lots and lots of banknotes were placed on the table.

This is a special product made by cutting flexible, strong and waterproof cloth into uniform sizes, then attaching the magic of Metal Wind to it and changing the properties of the cloth.

Such fabrics can emit dazzling reflections in the sun, and the light emitted is different when viewed from different directions, and there are also some experimental ideas mixed in.

Only Izeshi can do it. If other metal mages want to imitate it, they will have to spend at least several months learning reversal magic.

This currency was brought to the market by Windlow, who announced that it was of equal value to gold, silver and copper coins.

One gold coin can be exchanged for one gold coin voucher, one silver coin can be exchanged for one silver coin voucher, and the same goes for copper coins.

The most rare and valuable thing, and the one that Izexi strongly opposed, is that one gold coin voucher can be exchanged for one gold coin in the savings place, or bank, managed by Izexi.

At first, people who had just obtained their own wealth did not trust such an institution, and any property they obtained would be hidden away.

I’m afraid that Windlow will go back on his word. After all, all the slaves’ wealth belongs to their masters.

But as time went on, everyone discovered that the Declaration of Independence seemed to be true, and they were indeed free and no longer slaves.

Moreover, light tickets were much more convenient than metal currency, so everyone started using cloth tickets.

Perhaps as time goes by, the locals will be able to invent credit payment, and with a click, their wealth will be transferred to other people's hands and they can get the goods they want.

At the same time, after only a few months of development, private ownership and market economy brought unexpected development to the village, and it even became a small town.

There were also some nearby small tribes that came to seek refuge, as well as some escaped slaves.

The population of the entire village increases by more than twenty people almost every week, and now it has become a small town with several hundred people.

If it were in a border prince's territory, this population plus these resources could definitely be called a kingdom.

The newcomers quickly adapted to the advanced production system here, took on different jobs in the company, and used their personal abilities to obtain resources and wealth from their living environment.

Of course, some people still quit the company.

Looking at the dozen or so Norsemen standing in front of him, they were not physically strong and had no special abilities or skills.

But they all stood in front of Wendlow and expressed their requests nervously.

"Sir, we want to resign and stop working here."

Although we have completely gotten rid of slavery, almost everyone still has the memories and habits of slavery.

Resigning is considered to be like a slave running away, and will be subject to very severe punishment!

Windlow also looked confused. If he wanted to resign, he could just tell his supervisor. Why did he come here? Was it something important?

"We want to open a pub, which means making wine and serving it to others. It takes a lot of energy, so we don't have time to work."

"That's great, sure. Do you have the funds?"

Just as Windlow had expected at the beginning, productivity determines production relations, and production relations react on productivity.

With the improvement of production relations, productivity will surely be liberated. Now the model of self-employed individuals is very good, and Windlow just needs such talents to start their own business.

"If you don't have money, go to the bank for a loan. You are the first one. There is no interest for one year, and then the interest rate is 5% per year. If you borrow 100, you have to pay back 105 after one year."

These dozen or so Norscans were simply stunned where they were. Not to mention them, in the history passed down orally by the Norscans, there had never been such a good lord.

I had originally come here hoping to spend some of my wealth to transform myself from an “employee” to a self-employed individual.

As for the money to open the pub, we have to find another way.

But now I can get a loan directly, saving a very long time of capital accumulation.

It usually takes several generations for a Norse family to develop a tavern of their own, but in Windloo, after getting the loan, a tavern was built after a few days of construction.

With such an advanced demonstration point, other Norsemen also knew Windlow's specific attitude.

Various independent facilities have been built, and there are even professional logistics and transportation services responsible for logistics transportation between resource points.

As the economy began to flow, Izehi's wealth also increased significantly due to lending.

The most amazing thing is that in this small town, everyone made money and no one lost money.

As the town has expanded in size, its popularity has also increased significantly.

There were even merchant ships from the Empire and Norse along the coast, who landed here, once again increasing the economic vitality of the town.

Production, domestic sales, export, foreign trade, except for the bad climate that makes farming impossible, everything that other cities can do is reproduced in the small town.

Of course, this also includes the possibility of invasion.

People are afraid of becoming famous just like pigs are afraid of becoming fat. Just like in the old world, if it is just a sparsely populated village, it will not be targeted by beastmen, bandits and greenskins.

Because the village is small, it is almost impossible for looters to find it.

But once the village expands to a small town, various forces in various places will hear the news, and a steady stream of enemies will smell the scent and come looking for opportunities to plunder wealth.

There was only a thin wooden wall outside the town, and outside, a Norse army had already assembled.

All the militiamen have gathered, holding axes for chopping trees and spears for hunting, patiently waiting for Mousse's orders.

However, the Dark Elf Dread Lord simply raised his right hand, signaling everyone not to act rashly.

In the enemy's army, a Norse female chief slowly walked out. It was obvious that this was a pre-war communication. Perhaps the other side had something to say, or perhaps they would tell us why they came.

Mousse also traveled lightly, which was something that dark elves often encountered.

Before fighting the Norsemen, they would send out chieftains or messengers to state their demands.

Well, let's hear what this guy wants.

Without carrying any weapons, Mousse and the Norse female chief were five meters apart and shouting at each other.

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