Inside the study on the third floor of the castle in the lord's manor.
After reviewing the final sales list, Su Xiao signed the approval document and stamped it with the lord's seal. Seeing this, Pilu of the Spotted Fox Tribe, who had been respectfully waiting nearby, gathered up the list, approval document, and other papers from the desk.
As the saying went, clothes made the man. The same applied to the Spotted Fox Tribe. The current Pilu showed none of his former dejection or gloom. He had regained the vigor of his days as the financial officer of Eternal Ring City. His eyes were not sharp, but no one dared offend him—at least not within the Winterfell territory. No one dared offend this God of Wealth.
"How many gold coins are left in the territory's treasury?"
At Su Xiao's question, Pilu wore a bitter expression and said quietly, "A little over 4.9 million gold coins."
"That many? How much did the crystal grease sell for?"
"It sold for 3.2 million gold coins. However, as an additional condition, we obtained quite a few conveniences from it. After calculating everything, the total income is 4.8 million gold coins. Adding the 60,000 gold coins originally in the territory's accounts, that makes 4.86 million gold coins in total. The value of food, supplies, and daily necessities isn't included here, but..."
Pilu looked as though he wanted to speak but hesitated. Su Xiao pretended not to notice. He had long grown used to this. Even when the territory's finances were flush, whenever he asked the financial officer for money, the other party would still act as if his pockets were empty.
"How much can be used?"
At this, Pilu looked troubled. He exchanged meaningful glances with Eguin, Harvey, and Viper, who were seated near