The Founder of the Great Financial Family

'What? This isn't something to laugh at?'

"No, when did you collect so much?"

Sam answered Bob's question.

"You couldn't have collected less than me, could you?"

"So how did you do it? Didn't you move a little slower than us?"

"Yes... I was a little slow, but I had some extra money, so I bought it at an expensive price anyway. It seemed like the price would continue to rise."

It turned out to be a difference in money.

Sam moved slowly, but only the beer price had increased.

In the end, if you had more money, you could secure more beer.

Sam continued speaking.

"Honestly, I wanted to buy more if I could afford it. But I have a principle not to go all-in on any place. So I thought this was the best I could do."

How much is 500 barrels of beer?

Bell and Bob, who had been looking at each other, nearly spat out the alcohol they were holding in their mouths.

'It's really a different size. 500 barrels without going all in?'

'I thought something was strange. He's rich, so he can just buy it at any price, right?'

Soon after, Bell and Bob looked at Sam with envious eyes.

"I'm so envious. 500 barrels..."

How much was 500 barrels?

It was a very large sum of money, so much that it was difficult to estimate even with all fingers folded.

"If a real war breaks out, you'll be really rich."

"I didn't know you'd have as many as 500 barrels."

Sam consoled the two, whose voices had become lower than before.

"What are you worried about? If a war breaks out with the dwarves like this, everyone who has beer now will become rich."

But there was a degree.

To some extent, rich.

Really rich.

Beyond that, even richer.

And beyond that, the untouchable, called the final king.

Bell and Bob thought of the first rich person here.

To some extent, rich.

"That's true, but..."

"It's still a shame."

"Anyway, I hope the war with the dwarves will definitely happen. The price is still rising, but if the war doesn't break out, I don't know what will happen to the beer price in the future."

"Then we'll have to dispose of it quickly."

"Right. Of course. What's the big deal with beer? There won't be anyone looking for it."

"Then I'll go first. I have something to do."

"Okay, go ahead. Let me know if you have any good news."

"Yes, I'll do that."

After Sam left, Bell and Bob felt as if the taste of alcohol had cooled down for some reason.

"Damn it, we didn't even know the subject, and we got wrinkles in front of the stinker."

"I thought something was strange. Sam's not a beggar, so if he secured more beer than us, he secured it. There's no reason for him to have less than us, right?"

"That's why the rich get richer, and people like us keep living like commoners."

"But the beer price is still rising, so let's keep an eye on it. If we have this, it seems like it'll go up several tens of times?"

Bell had some doubts about Bob's words.

"But it's already risen so much, will it really go up even more?"

"If there's a war, won't it go up?"

"Well, yeah... but I'm not sure how much it'll go up. It's not like it's going to shoot up a thousand times, right?"

"A thousand times?"

They thought that even if the price of beer increased, it would be difficult for it to reach a hundred times, let alone a thousand times.

"No way, a thousand times is ridiculous. At most, it'll be a few dozen times. It's already gone up, but if a war breaks out and it goes up further, maybe 30 times?"

"30 times? It's already gone up 10 times, hasn't it?"

"Still, if it goes up three times from now, that's 30 times the original price. Yeah, I think it'll go up that much."

"I think so too."

"Let's just wait and see. We don't know how far it'll go, but there's no beer on the market, so eventually the price will be called, right?"

"Yeah, I guess."

"We can live off selling just one can of beer right now, so let's hold on for a few more months."

"I think so too. Let's see where it goes."

A few months passed.

Finally, the dwarves' declaration of war they had been eagerly awaiting began to shake the empire.

As news of gold mines being developed in the Montefeltro territory spread across the continent,

The dwarves, who were once the owners of the land, fiercely protested and declared war against the empire.

While the majority of people were taken aback by the sudden declaration of war from their ally, the dwarves, a very small number of people who had anticipated this event let out cheers as soon as they heard the news.

"The dwarves have declared war!"

Like Bell and Bob.

Beer hoarders who had been waiting for the dwarves' declaration of war while practically living in a tavern in Montefeltro territory all began to cheer loudly, accompanied by shouts of hurrah.

"Yeehaw! Let's shake it up like crazy! We're rich now! Incredibly rich!"

"Barkeep! Pass around a rum for everyone! I'm treating today!"

Bell and Bob, who had been partying in the festive tavern, encountered some staggering news the next morning along with a terrible hangover.

"What, what did you say?"

Barely regaining consciousness after drinking heavily the night before, Bell heard some unexpected news from the tavern owner.

The price of beer, which had risen by as much as 20 times over the past few months, had increased by another 3 times following the dwarves' declaration of war the previous day.

That meant it had gone up a whopping 60 times compared to the old price.

"The price of beer has gone up another 3 times?"

"That's right. Now, the nobles are throwing money around trying to buy beer, it's chaos!"

Nobles who had heard the news belatedly also hurried to secure beer, but with no beer circulating in the market, they had no choice but to buy it at a very high price, which eventually led to the unprecedented event of the beer bubble.

"Really? It was 20 times just yesterday, wasn't it?"

"I guess it jumped to 60 times after the war broke out."

"60 times? So it went up 3 times more than yesterday?"

"That's what happened."

Unable to believe the unbelievable news, Bob collapsed on the spot.

He couldn't tell if this was a dream or reality.

'What's going on? The price of beer went up 60 times? Haha...'

He had never seen a stock that had gone up 60 times its face value even though he had been in and out of stock exchanges countless times in the past.

But it wasn't even a stock, it was just beer!

In the blink of an eye, it had transformed into a high-end delicacy that even nobles couldn't easily taste.

"I'm rich now! Incredibly rich!"

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