Demon King Dad

"Everyone! I am here on behalf of my master, the wealthy Baron Frode, here to tell the misfortune of Lord Baron. As you all know, the town of Kuvi belongs to the Crystal Ice Republic in name, but in fact there is no special product or strategic importance. The small town of the land is already a veritable three-no matter zone. Therefore, the three countries that surround us, including the Crystal Ice Republic, have all passed agreements to determine the high exchange rate of Sura and Inel! Two thousand Sura, Or if you want to leave this town with an amount of more than 12,000 Inel, you must pay a high tax of 50%! And the minimum tax amount is not less than the normal ratio of 1,000 Sura or 6,200 Inel in other regions! This is absolute Extortion, absolute deception!"

"These three countries want to restrict the circulation of money in the town and restrict the development of the town through such a method, so as to contain each other. But my master, the wealthy Baron Frode, did not expect this agreement to come. So fast. Poor Mr. Frode failed in the transaction because of this agreement, and he was indebted to countless debts for no reason...In order to repay the debt, Baron Frode bankrupted his family and finally raised the necessary repayment. Funds."

Having said this, the man in black suddenly raised his chest and shouted very angrily: "But! The other party seemed to have been secretly bought by Mr. Frode’s political opponents, and even rejected Inel and only accepted Sura! This is only for the hand. The baron Frode who had a large sum of money was a huge blow! But if the Sura requested by the other party cannot be delivered in time, Mr. Frode may be deprived of his Baronship. For a nobleman, There is no more unbearable shame than being deprived of the title!"

"In desperation, my host can only look at you with hope. I hope I can borrow money from you and exchange Ina's hand for Sura in your hands. I can change as much as I have! Of course, my host will not Bai asks you to exchange it. Now the market price ratio of Sura and Inel is 1:6.204. My host is willing to get Sura in your hands at an exchange rate of 1:7! As long as one year later, my host is confident that he can make a comeback. At that time, I will use the exchange rate at that time to exchange back for Inel in your hands! I once again ask you to help my master, come on, help my master!"

Encouraged by the people in black, the crowd appeared more impassioned. In fact, people are not interested in what happened to that baron, the only thing they are interested in is the 1:7 exchange rate. The people holding Sula scrambled forward, and couldn't wait to hand over all the Sula they had owned by their family. After confirming the number by weighing the scales, they got the Inel.

Everyone’s face was filled with a smile of earning a bargain. After the exchange, although some people said two comforting words like "Your master must be able to do it," privately, I’m afraid they are all saying that the baron is a Total fool.

The idiot shrank on the edge of the square, silently listening to the man in black's explanation over and over again. After confirming that there was no more information, he coldly glanced at the balance scale on the high platform, and then slowly retracted into the dark alley.

"So, what are you going to do?"

The dimmed voice sounded very confident. Perhaps, he already knew something from the information just now. For his "interest", he turned to test idiots.

The idiot squatted on the ground, looking at the snow in front of him indifferently. Seeing this, Anmie sneered again: "The ticket of 50 Sura, exchanged at the market price of 1:6.204, is 310.2 Inel. You have 13 Sura in your hand, even if you exchange it at that high exchange rate, it is only 91. Inel, plus the 2 Inel you own, a total of 93 Inel. The money is still far from enough."

The idiot was silent for a long time, after which he pulled out Dim Mie and began to scratch on the snow.

Unlike numbers, idiots just draw vertical lines on the snow. He first draws 13 vertical lines, and then draws 7 short vertical lines under each vertical line. Diane looked at it for a while, and felt that the idiot didn't seem to be performing any very efficient calculation method, but more like a... clumsy method that even the basic concept of multiples could not be calculated.

"...Hey, boy. Before you think about it, let me ask... Have you ever gone to school?"

The idiot's hand stopped. He seemed to be a little tired from the stroke, and his palm was sweating.

"……No."

"That... that is to say, you don't know multiplication or division? Even the most basic addition and subtraction, you still have to use this method to calculate?"

A confused look appeared on the idiot's face. Obviously, he was inexplicably strange to the two words "multiplication" and "division".

This is not surprising. He has lived a lingering life in the dark alleys since he was a child. He has an unparalleled sense of the concept of money, but he has not gone to school and received education for the calculation of money. He really can’t figure it out. . Even if he knows that "the sum of three 3s is 9", he absolutely does not know the multiplication formula "three 3s get 9".

There was a little embarrassment in the blood-colored pupils, and Dimie and the idiot looked at each other like this, solidified in the alley, only the little girl was still blinking, looking at the idiot's face and smiling, ah oh ah The whining sound...

"Well, boy, give me the command of your right arm for the time being."

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"Hey, I mean to give it to me temporarily. I am united with you, and before you formally pull me out, the commander in chief of the body is you. Of course I need your permission to get command. It's convenient for you to think of a way. I don't have the patience to watch you continue to draw one by one, so that you will not be able to figure out this matter until next year."

The idiot was still looking at the blood pupil for a long time, a long time, a long time... After such a confrontation for about five minutes, his right arm shook suddenly and moved by himself.

At this moment, the idiot's right arm became extremely flexible. The Dimie that he held in the form of a dagger was almost like dancing! His five fingers kept playing with daggers, using an extremely chic and simple technique, on the snowy ground clearly listed the exchange formula Dimie just mentioned, and wrote the numbers.

"Okay, 1:6.204, 1:7, 310.2 Inel, 13 Sura, 91 plus 2 total 93 Inel. The numbers are all here, now, to move your little brain, you need to think, that person is called Is Frod’s Baron really a fool? Or a cunning fox who is plotting some kind of conspiracy?"

Seeing the formulas listed, the idiot's confused eyes on the "multiplication and division" just disappeared immediately, returning to the coldness of the past. After thinking for a while, he made a very decisive conclusion.

"con man."

"Hehe, it's funny."

Anmie controlled his right arm and wrote "Baron" on the snow, then put a bracket on the back and wrote "Liar".

In this world, no one will do things that are obviously detrimental to them. Moreover, there is absolutely no free lunch in the world. If someone treats you nicely and gives you money, then the sweeter the other person’s smile, the more they must refuse this temptation. Because of the **** knife, it is often dug out along with your intestines before the lunch you eat is in your stomach.

"If it's just such an exchange, at first glance, the Baron has indeed lost money. But by expanding the scope of thinking, the follow-up impact of such actions can be shown."

"Haha, boy, I found you are easy to talk when you make inferences. Of course, I hope this is not the only time you can talk. Okay, what can be shown next?"

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"Okay, okay, I don't want to talk about you too much. Let's talk."

"The value between two currencies will only take effect when the two currencies are exchanged."

"Hehe, in other words, if there is only one currency, there is no so-called price difference, and no so-called exchange rate."

"The money in this town cannot be exchanged with other cities due to the treaty. In other words, after the baron’s exchange, the number of Suras in the town will be greatly reduced. In contrast, Inel The number will rise substantially."

"Interesting, you got the point. Keep talking."

"Because there is no possibility of converting to Sura again in a short time, the town will be completely traded with Inel as the main currency. However, because everyone can exchange Inel with the Baron at 1:7, if I am a cargo As for the seller, he must be unwilling to sell the goods at the original price before the exchange."

"Haha, to put it simply, the price will definitely increase. Moreover, it is a big price increase for the whole town."

"Such a big price increase will completely flatten the surplus caused by the 1:7 exchange rate. For those exchangers, this is equivalent to not making any money at all."

"Hahahaha! You have more money in your hands, and I have more money in my hands. Of course I don’t want to sell you things at a cheap price. Humans are really interesting animals. In this way, because there is no Su The existence of La cannot be exchanged for another currency. This price increase will definitely bring back the surplus. Of course, if this situation continues, Sura continues to decrease and Inel continues to increase, what will happen?"

"It will become... well... a situation where you need to use a lot of Inel to buy something that you could buy with only a small amount of Inel."

"………………I am speechless because I had a good chat with you and forgot that you have not read a book. Although I understand the concepts, I don't know the proper terms. Well, I tell you, this is called'inflation'. "