People in Terra, governing a weird little country

"It's a snow mountain beast!" Ernst spread his hands and answered.

Enya's mind immediately emerged with the huge and honest figure of the snow mountain pack beast that was now used as a mount, a means of transport, and a good friend by the Kjerag people, and she couldn't help but burst out laughing.

"Why is the Snow Mountain Pack Beast called this?"

"Because this is a record of the descriptions of the herds of wild snow mountain beasts that our ancestors had written thousands of years ago when they first arrived in this land blessed by Yelagund."

Ernst Road,

"In different eras, people have different attitudes towards the same thing. Thousands of years ago, we were afraid of snow mountain beasts, but now, snow mountain beasts are indispensable helpers and friends in our lives. Similarly, if we use today's standards to think about people's descriptions of the face of the great god Yelagund thousands of years ago, is what we drew really the face of the great god Yelagund?"

Enya pursed her lips, frowned tightly, and nodded thoughtfully.

What Ernst said makes sense. The ancient books record the description of the great god Yelagund by the Kjerag people thousands of years ago. But who can tell clearly what the aesthetic standards of the Kjerag people thousands of years ago were?

In ancient times, the beauty of Da Yan was considered strong, but nowadays, thinness and slenderness are considered beautiful. Doesn't Kjerag have the same aesthetic change?

It would be fine if the aesthetic standards of our ancestors thousands of years ago have not changed much from now. But what if our ancestors' aesthetic standards were more alternative, for example, everyone is actually a furry fan, then the description of the image of Yelagund recorded in the classics would be completely different from the "Portrait of Yelagund" painted by Actos now!

Then, when the statue is completed, it is discovered that the great god Yelagund does not recognize the person on the statue at all. Will He misunderstand that Kjerag believes in other gods and that He has unknowingly become a minotaur, which will cause Him endless anger?

Is this also a form of blasphemy?

The more Enya thought about it, the more she felt something was wrong. She asked anxiously:

"Then what should we do? The construction of the statue has already started, and it's not possible to stop it now!"

"We don't have experts who specialize in studying ancient people's aesthetics, nor do we have elders who have lived for thousands of years. Who can really know what the great god Yelagund looks like...?"

Halfway through her words, she seemed to have thought of something, and her voice became quieter and quieter, until finally, she suddenly realized:

“It seems like there really is one?”

"Yes, it really is!"

Ernst and Enya raised their heads at the same time and looked at the Holy Stone of Yelagund enshrined in the main hall of Manzhuyuan.

It may not work in other places, but in Kjerag, for things like this, isn't it better to just ask God directly?

Enya heaved a long sigh of relief, gave Ernst a thumbs up, then called Yaer to start preparing incense, candles and other items needed for the impromptu ceremony of summoning the gods.

Yaer turned around from her stunned state, opened her mouth slightly, and responded to Enya's call a little slowly, but she couldn't help but cast her gaze at Ernst who was standing motionless beside her.

And this time, when she turned her head back a little, her eyes met Ernst's in mid-air.

The next second, Ernst gave him a knowing smile, raised his hand, pinched his index finger and thumb, and raised the other three fingers, making an "OK" gesture to her.

Get it done.

Yaer was shocked so violently that even her movements froze. The look she gave Ernst changed from confusion to surprise, and then to a blush on her cheeks. She was so shy that she wanted to build an active volcano on Kjerag, and her hands could hardly hold back, revealing some traces of magic.

But in the end, she bit her lip, gave Ernst a confused look that said "I don't know anything", and then quickly caught up with Enya.

Ernst blinked in the background.

Ah, I don’t want to admit it.

This was expected. After all, he was a gentle god who had some opinions about his own statue and was afraid of hurting the children's feelings, so he was unwilling to say it openly and could only ask for help secretly.

If one is directly found out and exposed, one will definitely feel shy or unwilling to accept it.

Forget it.

Ernst didn't have to dig deep and expose Yaer's identity.

Since it was the will of the great Lord Yelagund, he would simply "erase" the memory of this afternoon and pretend that "nothing was discovered."

Okamon!

Chapter 243: Snow Leopard Smiles, Unpredictable Tax Rate

Shelagh, Manzhuyuan.

"What are you doing here, Enthyodice?"

The familiar and pleasant voice awakened Enthiotis from his thoughts. Looking at the boy and girl in front of him, Enthiotis always felt that some conspiracy was quietly taking place where he didn't know.

Why is Ernst here? It's fine if Ernst is here, but how long has he been here? Why is Enya smiling and clinging to him happily? Oh, has she always been like this? That's fine.

Unable to accurately describe where the worry in his heart came from, Enthyotis could only put it aside temporarily and turn his attention to another topic.

"Lady Saint..."

He just opened his mouth, but before he could finish his words, a strong hand firmly grasped his arm, conveying the warning and resistance of her master.

Enchiodis turned his head slightly and looked at the mace beside him with some confusion, as if hoping that she would give a reasonable explanation for his inappropriate behavior.

But Jian just shook his head seriously and reminded him sincerely:

"Don't answer, don't answer, don't answer!"

The answer was repeated three times, the same answer, and the expression on her face as if she was facing a great enemy, as if the person reflected in her pupils was not her, Enthyotis, but a certain Liberian technical executive, Nosis Edwards.

What does this mean? Why do I have such strange associations?

Sweeping away the hesitation and doubt that flashed through his mind, Enthiotis turned around and asked loudly in the desperate eyes of Mace, in a voice that was as loud as if he was dead, nailed in a coffin, and about to decay:

"Lady Saint, thank you for your care. You look healthy and you are a lot rounder than the last time I saw you."

Enya's already unhappy expression froze, and Ernst and Mace shuddered at the same time. They looked at Enthiotis with horror on their faces and involuntarily took a few steps away from him.

"I'm here for some serious business. Could you let me in to discuss this? Or do you think it's inconvenient for you to have Prime Minister Ernst here?"

A trace of anger appeared on Enya's face. What did this mean? Everyone in Kjerag knew that she had a good relationship with Ernst. Was Enthiodis being sarcastic?

"Don't worry, it's a good thing that he's here. This matter is originally related to him. It's better than me going to find him alone again."

Ernst sighed and said, there is no hope, just wait for death.

With just three sentences, he accurately stepped on countless minefields of the Saint. Hello everyone, I am Enchiodis, the cheese snow leopard who is well versed in human nature. Next, I will teach you how to dance ballet in the minefield!

Enya's face turned dark almost instantly, and this was not even the limit. With each sentence Enthiotis finished speaking, Enya's face would become darker than the last time. And when Enthiotis finished speaking and raised his head, a bell that was polished to a golden luster had already appeared on his forehead.

Also appearing was Yaer, who handed over the bell, and her soft voice that floated into Enya's ears.

"Be gentle, I won't stop you this time, hit you hard!"

Saying "be gentle" is a courtesy, and not stopping you is a stance, but hitting you hard is somewhat of a personal grudge.

Natural shock!

"clang!"

A moment later, in Manzhuyuan, the Holy Maiden Hall.

Covering the big bump on his forehead, Enthiodis glared at the mace hanging high beside him in annoyance, and then glared at Enya who launched a sudden attack and caught him off guard, and Ernst who was watching the show. Finally, he was furious!

There was nothing he could do, because he needed help. He could leave now, but all the endorsement and authorization would be ruined.

People can't live without money. As the pillar industry of Kjerag in the future, tourism must occupy a leading position in it, so as to ensure the prosperity of the enterprise. For the future of the company, he, as the president, would not only endure humiliation and be beaten, but also endure humiliation and become the concubine of Duke Kaster, making Nosis a widow!

The premise is that you give enough!

What made him angry was that just now, his highly paid bodyguard was standing next to him, his brother and partner was standing opposite him, and his sister and head maid, who represented the order of Manzhuyuan, used personal violence against him in public, and no one spoke out to stop them!

Is there any king law?Are there any laws?

Under the Holy Stone of Yelagund, aren't you afraid of being targeted by Yelagund by doing this?

Yelagund: “I just agreed.”

Enchiodis naturally couldn't hear this oracle. He just snorted coldly and continued:

"Enya, Ernst, I'm here for serious business."

He simply repeated his plan of [drawing cards, blind boxes, and spokespersons], which immediately made the other people in the room frown at the same time.

The first to frown was Enya. Although she had never come across the concepts described by Enthiotis, fortunately the details were not difficult to understand. What Enya really disliked was that her image was used as a selling point, printed on the cover of blind boxes and cards, and accompanied by the words "Saint Selection".

It's so weird, a little awkward and resistant.

For someone like her who tends to be conservative, Kjerag has only one image that can be printed on the cover, and that is the god Yelagund.

But on the other hand, what Enthiotis said made sense, as if this job did have considerable room for development and profit, which made Enya somewhat interested.

In the past, she would not have cared about money. The expenses of Manzhuyuan were now paid by the Kjerag government, and she lived a well-off life without worrying about funding. But after the fundraising for the statue, Enya's thoughts began to change.

As a religious institution of Kjerag, Manzhuyuan could only contribute a small part of the money to build a statue for the great god Yelagund, which was really unreasonable. And what restricted Manzhuyuan was not Horhaiya's allocation plan, but Manzhuyuan's own economic strength.

Therefore, if possible, Enya also wanted to generate some income for Manzhuyuan, at least to ensure that Manzhuyuan could occupy a larger share when such a situation occurred next time. Be a rich uncle.

The reason why Jian frowned was because she was confused. When Enthiotis was explaining the plan just now, she felt at least three different forces appearing in the room, and each force should not be underestimated.

This shocked her. What was going on? Was there such a hidden talent in Manzhuyuan?

No way? There are masters? Could it be that the elder sweeping the door is actually the retired patriarch of a big family? The head maid who usually does odd jobs is actually the legendary peerless master? Could it be that this is the script she got?

But when Jian carefully observed the reactions of several people, she did not notice anything unusual on their faces, as if she was the only one who felt this [fluctuation of the strong].

Strange!

Yaer is not a human being.

Ernst frowned. He was not struggling over whether to do this or not, but rather why Enthiotis suddenly had such an idea.

Blind boxes, card draws, and the star effect of spokespersons, are these a combination of tactics profitable? Of course they are. To be frank, Ernst's business model in his previous life was exactly this, with countless variations.

The thing is, Snow Leopard, I like your idea very much, but it seems that your words have nothing to do with me.

If we are talking about spokespersons, the Saint alone is enough. Even if he is added, it won't increase the popularity much. And vice versa. But Enchiodis's first reaction was to find Enya, which is very intriguing.

You two don't have a good relationship, but you would rather ask her to be the spokesperson than me. Is it because you think women have stronger consumer appeal?

Based on the statement you just made that offended Enya, I reasonably doubt that you definitely don't think so.

Humph, you wanted to do it secretly without telling me, but you didn’t expect to be caught by me, right?

Ernst smiled and said that the tax rate was unpredictable.

After thinking for a while, Ernst already had an idea.

"This is a good idea. We can try it out first and see the effect."

"Which area of ​​Kjerag has the most tourists now?"

Ernst asked.

Enchiodis frowned slightly and replied, "The first is of course Tukarim, and the second is the territory of the Perlochi family."

As the starting point and end point of the Kjerag Snow Train, Tukarim is of course the place where the most tourists gather. And some people who love the scenery of Kjerag, if they want to go deep into the snow and enjoy the beautiful scenery, most of them will choose the territory of the Perlochi family, which is mostly valleys, plains and lakes, with beautiful scenery and a more pleasant climate than the territories of the other families. The scenery of the Silver Heart Lake during the ice period and after the melting is very different, which is a unique spectacle.

Ernst nodded. "In that case, how about we conduct a pilot project on the Perlochi family's territory?"

Since it was a pilot project, it certainly couldn't be directly chosen in Tukarim, which might directly shake the foundation. Ernst proposed to choose the territory of the Perlochi family. Although it might cause some trouble for the Kalan Trade, it was understandable.

Enchiodis only thought about it for a moment, and after getting Ernst's promise that "the pilot project will of course be implemented by Kalan Trade, and the government will only be responsible for supervision", he agreed.

As long as he has the initiative, it's fine.

But why do I always feel that I have overlooked something?

The doubts in his mind were difficult to answer, so Enthiotis had to put them aside for the time being and started talking about the second thing.

"Lady Saint, does Manzhuyuan have Shelagh's clothing suitable for the mace?"

Enya was slightly stunned, and looked at Enchiodis in disbelief. After a while, she came back to her senses and nodded:

"I'll go look for it, there should be some."

Chapter 244: Only the Deep Joy of Recovering What Was Lost

Kjerag, Tukarim, Kjerag Government Office Building!

The day after Ernst visited Manzhuyuan.

Summoned by Ernst, Latatos knocked on the door of Ernst's office. After receiving a response from the person inside, she pushed the door open.

The layout of the Prime Minister's office is very different from what it was not long ago. Not only is it more spacious, but the furniture and decoration inside have also been replaced with brand new furniture customized by Kjerag Furniture Factory, including sofas, coffee tables, bookcases, and filing cabinets. The desks and office chairs are made of the best wood. It is said that more than one century-old tree was cut down for this purpose. Of course, the most eye-catching thing is that the whole room is divided by a partition to create a small conference room.