The Useless 8th Prince

Rights and Obligations

Looking at the two types of dead pests on the table, the four middle-aged men felt quite amazed. Hector Lawrence looked pensive, while Rocco occasionally looked towards Isabella.

Ciel said with a relaxed expression, “Bring the sample back.”

“According to your order, Mr.” Isabella is polite. He returned with the other three maids after packing the samples.

Hector who saw the servants went to look at Ciel. The middle-aged man immediately said, “I believe both potions are effective and definitely help the farm. Only, has Prince Luciel thought about his production costs?”

“Hehehe .. Of course already. Although it is not very cheap, it can still be handled. If the plan is successful, agricultural production is also bound to increase rapidly.” Ciel smiled mysteriously.

Of course Ciel would not say the potion material was easy to find and cheap. His business spirit told the young man to take more profits. So he just answered faintly.

“So so ..” Hector nodded. “How is the mass production problem? Will you rent potion master?”

“Of course not,” said Ciel with an indifferent expression. Pouring the wine into the glass, the young man looked relaxed. “You don't need to care about the production problem, it has nothing to do with you guys. All you need to know, after the plan goes, every month I will send potions to you in a certain amount. Of course to share with farmers .. free.”

“Free???” Rocco surprised. He immediately persuaded, “That's a big loss, sir. How about selling it? No need to be too expensive. The farmers would agree.”

“Looks like you guys don't understand ..” Ciel shook his head lightly.

“Can you explain it to us, Mr.” Armand said politely.

“My father gave this territory to me personally manage. Therefore, I consider all the land, rivers, trees, even pebbles in this region as mine.

I am the type of person who likes a quiet, prosperous, and well-organized place. So I'm going to change a lot of things as I wish. By the way .. because I haven't chosen two new nobles. Two leaderless areas, I will manage them personally.” Ciel smiled lightly before raising a glass of wine then sipped slowly.

“Have you decided, Mister?” hector Lawrence asked in amazement.

“Of course. The four of you agreed to be under me, so I will grant you the peerage. Palmer .. I've prepared a replacement. As for Nixon, I have my own arrangements for him and his realm.” Ciel smiled as he looked at Hector, making the middle-aged man shocked.

It's hideous! Even this Prince has already thought of a plan if we refuse!

The four people cried out in their hearts. Their backs are sweating cold. Staring at the Prince who was considered useless, they began to doubt the information obtained from the Royal Capital. Although they did not know how strong Ciel was, they felt that the young man's head contained not simple ideas.

“By the way .. I'll tell you. Although I am the Prince, I lead the territory like a Marquis. So I can only raise 8 nobles.

The four of you .. I will give you the title of Viscount. Plus the person I planned on, there will be 5 new Viscounts. As for the title of Count, let's wait after some time. If I'm satisfied with your performance, there's a chance you guys could go up.

Instead, since I gave you the title, I can also take it back. So please don't try to break orders or try to do something funny. I'll keep an eye on you.”

The four people looked at each other with astonished expressions. They tried to find a gap but it was so difficult. It seems that their new Master has thought through the various plans carefully. When the four people were confused as to what to say, Ciel's voice came back.

“For the first order I will give, it's a matter of taxes and subordinates. You can't lift 5 Barons. I know you guys have the ability and the right to do so, but for now, 3 Barons is the limit.

As for the tax issue, I know it's a bit complicated but you guys have to follow it. Mr. Hector, Mr. Armand, and Mr. Matteo withdraw 50% income tax. As for Mr. Rocco, you're pulling 55%.

From now on, all agricultural taxes in your area or the Baron under you will be set at the same, 45% income tax. Of course, you also sent me a 45% tax.

Do you guys understand?”

After pondering for quite a while, the four people nodded. Know what Ciel meant. But Hector hesitantly asked, “Sorry if we are disrespectful. If the areas we manage all have a 45% invite%. What about the area you manage personally, Mr?”

Looking at the four people who were looking at him with doubtful expressions, Ciel smiled. “The area I personally manage has a tax of 40%.”

“More small?” Rocco had a surprised expression on his face.

“Hehehe .. We actually don't need to be too greedy about taxes. For me, 40% is enough. The problem is getting the farmers to better manage the farms and take care of the plague. My goal is to make the crop double once the pests are settled.

If initially the farmer earns 100 with 50% tax. After being split, you and I each got 25.

What about double and 45% tax%? Farmers make 200. They get a net profit of 110. You guys got 47.5 while I got 40.5.

Isn't that more?”

Imagining as much as they could, the four men swallowed the saliva.

Rocco who thought for quite a while suddenly said, “Don't if with the old tax, we make more after solving the pest problem, Mister?”

Seeing Rocco's greedy expression, Ciel snorted coldly. He glanced at her with an indifferent look. “Are you trying to set me up?”

“S-I ... I dare not, Sir!” rocco shouted while looking down.

“Don't be too greedy, Mr. Rocco. I'll teach you something. As a trader, you also need sincerity. Now I ask ... if we lower taxes, will the farmers be happy?”

“Sure they will be happy, Mr.” Rocco replied in a polite tone.

“If they are happy with the profit they get, they will work harder. It's beneficial for everyone. They are lucky, we also get no loss. Indeed we only receive 45% and are still divided. But you also have to remember …

The number of farmers is not just one! You just multiply your profits. After so much, still not satisfied?”

The four nobles instantly felt shocked. Meanwhile, Rocco said with an embarrassed expression.

“Im sorry for the stupidity of the servant, Sir. This time ... I really got a lot of lessons.”

“I forgive you,” Ciel said with an indifferent expression.

Looking at his four new subordinates, Ciel let out a long sigh inwardly. He felt quite relieved because everything was not too deviated from what he predicted. Sipping on the wine, the young man silently thought.

Time to move on to the next plan.

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