Chapter 693 Potential Stocks
"Every gold coin is not made of pure gold, because gold is too soft and too delicate to be used normally."
"Therefore, when the mint mints gold coins, they will mix them with about 20 percent of other metals, which can improve the hardness and wear resistance of gold coins."
"And these doped metals are, for example, silver, brass, copper, and so on."
Surrounded by craftsmen working in full swing, Illyrio teased with the shiny new coin in his palm, even with a little residual warmth.
"Just the slightest fluctuation in the proportions of these doped metals is an astonishing wealth."
The fat Pantos made a 'a little' gesture.
really.
Viserys decided to recycle most of the gold coins on the market and unify the currency circulation system in Westeros, so whether it is recasting or new creation is definitely a huge project.
The 'slight' difference was enough to make everyone at the mint eat a lot from top to bottom, and Velas took a deep breath when he heard that, as a member of the Tyrell family known as the wealthy Members, one can imagine the huge profit margins.
"Brother, do you know where the last director of the mint here went?"
Then Illyrio threw the golden dragon in his hand upwards and asked.
The brown-haired young man with a cane in his hand nodded slightly.
"I heard that you put on black clothes and went to the border of the Great Wall."
"That's right."
Illyrio smiled and nodded.
"King Robert may not have dreamed that the Unsullied found one hundred thousand golden dragons from the factory manager's cellar."
In today's world, an ordinary family may not be able to earn one golden dragon a year, two hundred silver coins can hire a killer to kill their enemies, and one hundred golden dragons can redeem captured nobles from robbers.
And one hundred thousand golden dragons can be found in the house of the director of a royal mint in King's Landing, which is definitely a very exaggerated number.
"As a result, the quality of newly minted coins during Robert Baratheon's time was very poor, and people in the market were reluctant to accept them."
"But our King Robert doesn't care, he just needs the mint to make money for him at full capacity."
"The same is true of the former Yong King Aegon. The coins he minted can be called the worst in history, causing chaos in the economic system of the Seven Kingdoms."
"The civil war broke out after his death. On the surface, if he had too many illegitimate children and legalized the consequences of illegitimate children, in fact, the economic chaos and erosion were also the reasons for the subsequent turmoil in the Seven Kingdoms."
Although Illyrio was born as a thief mercenary, he still has two brushes as the Minister of Finance.
After all, he became the wealthy merchant governor of Pentos from scratch, and among his retainers and slaves, there were people who were proficient in learning to advise him.
"Lord Illyrio said yes."
And Velas was silent for a moment after listening to the words of his immediate boss, and then nodded slightly.
He didn't know what Illyrio was talking to him about, but he continued to follow the other party's words.
"So the work of the mint is very important, and it must be controlled by a reliable person, and there must be no mistakes."
"That's right."
Velas continued to follow Illyrio's words, and the fat Pantos laughed and clapped his hands.
"Brother, what you said is quite right. Your Majesty takes this matter very seriously, and he will personally ask him every once in a while."
"However, the directorships of the three mints are still vacant today."
"I'm going to leave this to you to do."
"How? Are you confident?"
Illyrio's voice fell, and Velas' face changed slightly. He did not expect that the Chancellor of the Exchequer would want him to also supervise the mint.
However, it can be considered a poor dagger to see this, but in fact, Illyrio's move is not a 'dagger', but he still gave a big gift.
After all, this is a fat job, and it is difficult to take over this job without making a fortune.
Illyrio wants to sell it to the Tyrell family in exchange for the friendship of the Tyrell family.
But for Velas, it's a bit like a hot potato. His grandmother Olenna and Velas's ideas run counter to each other. Velas wants to be as low-key as possible, so that people can forget the glory of the Tyrell family. His grandmother, however, thought otherwise.
It's just that the immediate boss said such a thing, and Velas didn't seem to be able to refuse. In the end, he was silent for a while and nodded slightly.
On the eaves of the courtyard of the mint, a black crow tilted its head slightly, then flapped its wings and flew into the distance.
"Villas is a potential stock."
In the Maegor House of the Red Keep, Viserys opened his eyes again, and beside him floated a transparent soul that no one else could see.
"But right now he's not mature enough."
What Viserys said of being young was not actually Vilas' age. Vilas was older than him, but his contact with the real world was still too little.
After all, he used to be the heir to the high court, but now he suddenly came to work at the grassroots level and started to touch the trivial matters.
"Let's see the effect of his work first."
"I plan to transfer him to Seagull Town in the future and take charge of him alone."
"Seagull Town, as one of the main port cities in Westeros, is really a place where you can make a big difference."
And Jon Clinton's soul nodded slightly in agreement after hearing what Viserys said.
When he proposed that Velas didn't really want to elect him as the former Prime Minister, and Velas was also Jon's third choice.
The governor of the West, Meath Toyn, and the governor of the Valley, Petyr Baelish, were above him.
Jon Clinton just felt that such a talented and potential young man should not be buried. He recommended Vilas to Viserys so that His Majesty the Emperor could see the other side.
In fact, the little devil Tyrion is also a suitable candidate for the hand of the king.
Viserys did not forget that the other party had the potential to be the former Prime Minister, but his status was really special for the new dynasty.
Moreover, as the royal personal advisor, although Tyrion has no real power in his hands, he can enter and exit the royal council, and can advise Viserys at any time. In fact, the status of the little devil is very detached.
"Your Majesty, how should the final candidate be decided?"
Jon Clinton's soul floated in mid-air and asked.
And Viserys pondered for a moment, but now he has roughly an answer based on the trend of the court and the opposition.
"Send a message to Casterly Rock tomorrow for Meath Toyn to come to King's Landing."