Reincarnated as a boss tyrant in the game

After completing the arduous task of refining plain salt, Soren fell into deep contemplation, as if entering a sage-like state of meditation.

However, a practical problem loomed before him: the magical plants required for refining fine salt had not yet been fully procured, preventing him from immediately starting new work.

Although plain salt had immense market demand, its profit margin was meager. Without the Emperor's support, he might face financial shortages or even losses.

In the days that followed, Soren devoted his main energy to collecting various edible plants and fruits. He harbored an ardent desire to find natural substitutes for expensive spices.

Being from a major foodie nation, Soren naturally had extremely high standards for food.

He secretly regretted that he had forgotten to tell the Seventh Prince that this purple sweet potato was originally used to feed livestock.

He had assumed that the Seventh Prince would be picky about the ingredients, or at least ask before eating, but he didn't expect the Seventh Prince to be so casual, simply roasting it and enjoying it.

At this moment, Steward Monster stood aside, feeling both amused and helpless. He could only stand silently, observing Soren enjoying this unexpected delicacy, while also silently praying in his heart that this accidental experiment would not cause any discomfort to the Seventh Prince.

"It's still a purple sweet potato." Soren finished a purple sweet potato and asked, "Is this the only color of purple sweet potato here?"

Steward Monster shook his head in confusion and said, "This old servant has never heard of other colors of purple sweet potato."

Finance Minister Horns happened to arrive, his gaze falling on the Seventh Prince Soren, who was sitting by the fire, devouring a purple sweet potato, and his brow couldn't help but furrow slightly.

Such behavior was obviously lacking in the etiquette and demeanor expected of royalty.

"This old minister, Horns Lyman, greets His Highness Prince Soren." Although Horns had doubts about Soren's behavior just now, thinking that it seemed inconsistent with the noble demeanor that royalty should have, he still adhered to noble etiquette, bowing respectfully to Soren.

"Oh, Lord Horns, your arrival is even faster than I imagined!" Soren replied with a smile, while handing the remaining purple sweet potato in his hand to Steward Monster beside him. He took the towel that Monster handed over and wiped his hands gracefully, before turning to Horns and said seriously, "I wonder, Lord, what important matter brings you here to discuss?"

The corners of Horns' eyes twitched slightly, but he quickly regained his composure. He recalled Soren's outstanding intelligence and extraordinary courage during the national mourning, and couldn't help but feel a little relieved. He knew that this young prince, although unconventional in his actions, was a man of great vision and strategy.

"After personally witnessing the plain salt, this old minister had a bold idea in his heart." Horns slowly opened his mouth, his eyes flashing with a sharp light: "I wonder if Your Highness also intends to maximize the benefits of plain salt, while opening up new sources of wealth for our empire?"

On the way to the Wenk Royal Estate, Horns had been thinking about how to fully utilize plain salt to bring more wealth to the empire.

At this moment, he eagerly wanted to know whether Soren's thoughts coincided with his own.

"That's natural. My plan still has many shortcomings, and I need a minister with rich experience in economics to help me." Soren said with a smile, his tone revealing his expectation and trust in Horns.

Hearing this, Horns immediately showed an expression of 'as expected' on his face.

He was very certain of the Seventh Prince's abilities, and he had already guessed something about his plan.

Now, hearing Soren's invitation, he also felt a bit of anticipation in his heart, wondering if it was similar to his own plan.

"Your Highness, please speak freely, this old minister is willing to supplement and improve your plan." Horns said respectfully.

At this time, Steward Monster had already ordered people to move a table over and placed fresh fruits and exquisite pastries on it.

The aroma of black tea permeated the air, adding a touch of tranquility and elegance to this important meeting.

In the aroma of black tea, Soren slowly opened his mouth: "My plan is to nationalize plain salt. To manage and operate the production and sales of plain salt uniformly through the power of the state to ensure the maximization of its benefits. At the same time, we also need to formulate a complete taxation system to extract a portion of the profits from the sale of plain salt as the state's financial revenue. This will not only ensure a stable supply of plain salt, but also bring considerable economic benefits to the empire."

Horns nodded frequently as he listened, but then, thinking of the difficulties that might be encountered in actual operation, he couldn't help but frown slightly.

Nationalizing plain salt, this proposal seemed simple and clear, but it was extremely complicated to implement in practice, especially those noble lords who owned salt mines within their territories, they would definitely strongly oppose the implementation of this policy.

Although the royal family has absolute authority in the central twelve provinces, it does not mean that there are no feudal nobles in these places.

It's just that the feudal nobles in the central provinces have relatively small titles and fiefdom sizes, which are not enough to shake the rule of the royal family, but their influence cannot be ignored. Once their interests are touched, it will inevitably cause a series of rebounds and obstacles.