"We need a bigger market."
This was the most common opening line used by Durin's brother, the Duke's Prime Minister, and the great proponent of free economy, Pu'er Corleone, at recent gatherings.
Durin had attended his brother's meetings and, for an old assassin, it sounded like thunder outside on a stormy day, while he was like a duck inside the house.
It was all just thunder to him.
However, Eleven, as an economic expert, still grasped the meaning behind Pool's words.
Open doors, free trade.
This is a more refined translation.
We need a huge market where we can dump all our goods.
This is the usual way of speaking.
Fuck you, if you dare increase tariffs on me again, I'll slaughter your entire family!
This is a more beastly statement.
With his own brother wailing like this, Durin was helpless. After all, these days everyone is all about mercantilism with full tariffs; selling anything without adding an extra twenty percent tax would be embarrassing.
