15th July 1574
"I'm sorry, but those steam horses of mine… Are not for sale."
All the way back in times when I was only starting to think about the means on industrialising the country, I could think about selling the engines to someone else in order to obtain more money for my other projects. Yet right now, the situation changed.
From the beer business that was already bringing me close to the level of grand noble households in terms of income, through the Tarnowian marketplace that outside increasing the outflow of the beer to an unimaginable degree while allowing me to easily and cheaply obtain all sorts of resources, all the way to those rifles of mine that could bring me even more profit than both of those projects alone, I had absolutely no need to earn even more.
Rather than that, what I had to aim for, was the influence.
"But you just said…"
