Konoha: Reforge the glory of Uchiha!

The timing of buying pig iron at the bottom was late, the price hyped up, and they lost a lot of money. The nobles were regretful.

Considering the recent series of measures on pig iron in the Land of Fire, someone must be orchestrating all this!

The answer was apparent: the cunning Daimyo was eating alone behind their backs!

As for Konoha, they didn't consider that direction at all. How could ninjas, who only knew how to perform tasks for bounties, have the mind to engage in the pig iron business?

Konoha was merely a tool for the Daimyo, but considering Konoha's extraordinary military strength, these nobles didn't dare confront Konoha.

The nobles had been immersed in speculative business for a long time, understanding the secret of speculation was obtaining the fastest and most accurate news!

In this regard, they were far inferior to the Daimyo. The Daimyo had access to Konoha's news channels, and ninjas gathered information in every possible way, while they were just a group of ordinary people.

Go find the Daimyo!

The nobles, who had a good relationship, instigated an influential figure in the Land of Fire, the Minister of Finance, who was often criticized by Uchiha Nan.

Although the Minister of Finance was nothing in front of Uchiha Nan, he held significant influence in the power dynamics of the Land of Fire!

Every penny collected by these bureaucrats had to be paid to higher-ups. The Minister of Finance, who usually received numerous benefits, was naturally obliged to represent their interests and negotiate with the Daimyo.

Daimyo, your greed is appalling!

Fire Country Palace

After the Minister of Finance slipped a thick red envelope to the attendant, the previously indifferent attendant became eager to relay the Minister of Finance's message.

Before half a cup of tea had passed, the attendant emerged from the Daimyo's room.

"Sir, the Daimyo is unwell and cannot see you."

"I have something important."

"Please go back!"

Before the Minister of Finance could finish speaking, the attendant interrupted him directly.

The Daimyo's attitude was firm. This business wasn't led by him but by Konoha. He was merely profiting from it. This time, he was cutting off these bureaucrats.

On usual days, they all cried poverty before him, and their family lands grew by the day without paying taxes. That was acceptable.

It was common practice for nobles not to pay taxes on their lands, and they dared to tamper with treasury accounts. This encroached upon the Daimyo's bottom line. However, these bureaucrats united and deceived the higher-ups to conceal the truth.

Now they seek help?

It's too late!

"What's the situation?"

"What did the Daimyo say?"

As soon as the Minister of Finance returned home, the bureaucrats eagerly surrounded him, seeking information.

They had taken the initiative to ask for help, yet the Daimyo wouldn't even grant them an audience.

The pig iron business was substantial; the Daimyo couldn't devour all the profits while leaving them with mere scraps, bones, and the dregs of soup.

We can all collaborate. After all, it's ninja money. We can let the Daimyo earn more this time.

Everyone's expectant eyes focused on the Minister of Finance's face. He could only smile helplessly and shake his head. The Daimyo was determined to monopolize profits and truly intended for them to eat leftovers.

Others were the butchers, and they were the fish. The channels had been monopolized, leaving them with no room for resistance.

"It's all your fault. You shouldn't have listened to those ninjas. Speeding up the circulation of pig iron and making prices transparent were all nonsense."

"The Daimyo was waiting for us here!"

"You're blaming me. I nodded when I saw you all agreed."

"Why didn't you resist?"

"Why don't you resist? Aren't you afraid a shuriken will stab you in the head in the middle of the night?"

The bureaucrats immediately began a futile and angry exchange, attacking each other. Their high positions didn't mean their talents were better than ordinary people, just more.

After attacking each other, they began condemning the Daimyo for being unscrupulous. It was a domestic matter of the Land of Fire, but the ninjas had to intervene!

Government affairs were separate from military affairs.

In the ninja world, the separation of military and political affairs was thorough, forming two distinct systems. This allowed the bureaucrats to deceive their superiors without fear.

The Daimyo didn't dare allow ninjas to interfere in government affairs. What if a genius among them discovered the allure of handling government affairs? Making money by simply exchanging hands was much faster than completing tasks.

The ancestral rules of thousands of years were likely to be broken. Trapping this group of ninjas had cost the ancestors significantly, and they had spent much effort to establish this system.

Allowing ninjas to interfere in government affairs was like inviting wolves into the house. If Uchiha Nan suggested to the Daimyo that the court was full of useless bureaucrats, he could help replace them with capable ministers.

The Daimyo wouldn't worry about accusations of unauthorized killings.

Konoha would arrange the evidence properly. With a trick, they'd confess clearly, revealing all the wrongdoings of their lifetimes.

Then the Daimyo would immediately swear that all his ministers were incorruptible, without any corruption, and that the Hokage wouldn't worry about it.

However, this time Uchiha Nan merely wanted to do some small business and make some money. He understood the current rules of the ninja world. Before doing this, he specifically sought the Daimyo's opinion.

The Daimyo naturally agreed to profit from these bureaucrats.

The bureaucrats argued for a while and noticed the group was thinning out. The smart ones had already sneaked away.

Since the situation couldn't be reversed, they decided to accept reality and quickly send people to the futures hall to buy. Although the current price wasn't the lowest, the profit was still considerable.

Staying here to argue would only leave them with scraps.

"Miso soup is so delicious."

Kakuzu smacked his lips, savoring the taste of miso soup.

The last time he drank miso soup seemed months ago. He ordered a bowl to get closer to a mission target and drank it slowly before reaching them.

At that time, he was so focused on completing the mission that he didn't taste the miso soup properly. Now, he thought it was a pity.

Kakuzu pushed open the door of the trading hall. It was night, but the lights were bright. The atmosphere was livelier than when he left in the afternoon, and there were more people than before.

Originally, Kakuzu could find a seat in the trading hall, but now it was crowded, with long queues at each trading window.

The shouts and curses of those waiting in line were incessant.

Kakuzu squeezed through the people pushed to the door, struggling to grasp why the trading hall had become so crowded.

The first thing he did upon entering was check the pig iron price. The moment he saw it, Kakuzu's breathing quickened, his dark green pupils narrowed, and he couldn't believe his eyes.

Kakuzu's mouth opened unconsciously, and his hands trembled slightly.

Did I see the price wrong?

Kakuzu rubbed his eyes, incredulous, wondering if he was seeing things. He hadn't had miso soup in a long time. Could it be that mushrooms were added this time, causing hallucinations?

I didn't see it wrong.

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Futures Hall

"Doubled?"

"Isn't there going to be a war?"

"Make way, if you're not buying, don't stand around here, ten thousand ryo all in!"

Overnight, the futures hall turned into a bustling marketplace. Not only was it extremely noisy, but it was also packed with people.

Uchiha Kusu and the Fire Country Daimyo joined forces to drive the market, doubling the price of pig iron in one night, igniting enthusiasm for the futures market.

In the past, hoarding pig iron for profit was the domain of nobles and big businessmen with significant funds.

But things are different now. With Uchiha Nan's involvement, the threshold for pig iron speculation has been lowered. Even street vendors with some savings can play the game for a month or two of income.

The assets of those who first took advantage of the situation have doubled. Word spread quickly, and people from all walks of life developed a keen interest in pig iron futures.

"How could this happen? It's growing so fast!"

Kakuzu looked at the rapidly rising price of pig iron, the red upward trend driving him mad with envy.

White Fang's assets had increased from more than ten million to over twenty million ryo. It's a pity that Mr. White Fang had hidden his account, so Kakuzu couldn't see the increase in his income firsthand.

However, just imagining it, Kakuzu could already envision how rich Master White Fang's income would be.

The money he earned in one damn night could allow Kakuzu to do ordinary bounty missions for several months.

Should he take action

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