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Nian Zha stopped in front of his classmates, not wanting this verbal argument to be won by force.

After persuading the alumni to leave, Cha turned around to continue arguing with the Imperial College law student. He opened his mouth, his face turned red, but he didn't say anything for a long time.

He had not done any special research on this issue, but he refuted it because it involved the interests of the people and he didn't want people's lives, which had gotten better and better over the years, to fall back.

But when it came time to throw away nouns and reason, he didn't have so many examples or methods of argument to support it. Even after such an interruption, he couldn't even continue his train of thought.

"Tsk, you're still trying to be a hero, that's all."

The law students at Imperial College joked at Cha in a low voice, fearing that they would be besieged by people from the Military Academy again, so they did not dare to say anything else. He waved his hand and was about to cut off the topic and stop discussing it with Cha.

"No, no."

Zha wanted to stop him anxiously, but he had nothing to argue with, so he could only purse his lips and frown anxiously and distressedly.

Perotina thought for a moment and walked over.

"In fact, maybe we can talk about the reasons for the transaction and its role, and see how it should be positioned and managed in the current social development."

After hearing this, the two people who were in the center of the crowd looked at Pelotina who was approaching them and were surprised to see a slender and comely unfamiliar face. But Perotina's smile was bright, and her tone of voice was gentle and fluctuating, making her very easy to accept. Even the law students who stood on the opposite side of her argument did not find it objectionable.

"Then you can tell me what a transaction is and how it should be regulated."

The law student adjusted his glasses and held the heavy book in his arms, wanting to hear what Perotina had to say.

As for Cha, he was already staring at Pelotina with shining eyes, full of expectation and joy.

In fact, he did not particularly hope that Pelotina could speak to professionals and convince them. What he was even happier about was that someone supported him in the way he liked, so that even if what Perotina said was completely irrelevant, as long as she spoke, he would feel that he was not fighting alone.

Seeing that the eyes of everyone present were focused on her, even Segves on the other side looked over with a smile. Of course, there was also the unclear but definitely not approving look from Prince Hall next to Segves, Perotina Touching his face, he realized that he had accidentally become too high-profile again.

After pondering for a while, Perotina felt that it was too much to start from the beginning, so she simply threw out a theory that was widely recognized in this world.

"Transactions have an endogenous mechanism that can make resources transfer to the hands of those who can make the most effective use of them. Each real and voluntary transaction is a smokeless factory, with an inherent sense of creation. The mechanics of wealth.

Therefore, what good laws should do when designing should be to reduce transaction costs, such as setting up a platform for the government to supervise and govern large-scale transactions, or vigorously building traffic roads to allow people to move to more places. "

As soon as Pelotina finished speaking, the whole place fell silent. They were all immersed in Pelotina's words, thinking about what it would be like if they really did this.

"You, you actually encourage people to do business like that guy Cha."

The law student pointed at Perotina with wide eyes, feeling that she was risking the disapproval of the world, as if she had said

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What unforgivable words.

"Do you know how many refugees there were in Alanto, the capital of Toronto, last year? Do you know how many people fought and even lost their lives because of the problem of goods? Do you know how many people risked smuggling in order to make money and ended up dying, leaving the originally happy and complete families in pieces? For these ordinary people, just having enough money to live is enough. There is no need to go around doing business for money and make the entire human society turbulent."

"Enough to live on"

Perotina caught the sentence and showed a look of scorn.

"What is a sufficient life? Is it enough to have enough food, clothing, and warmth? But people will also want to eat more nutritious food and have more meat. Don't let the family be full of food from childhood to adulthood."

"Will working as a carpenter as an adult make enough money to live on? But they also hope that their children can go to good schools, succeed in the future, and change their family's situation and even their class."

"Human desires are endless. This is instinct. No one can restrain it. Practices that violate the laws of nature will eventually be eliminated by history. Moreover, how can you push all those social problems onto commodity trading? This is simply ridiculous. Wearing hats randomly shows no academic accuracy at all.”

"And the most important thing is that I think Emperor Augustine was a very wise and powerful king. He would never fail to manage social problems and blame commodity trading for his fault."

"Oh, do you think so highly of me?"

Augustine, dressed in a black satin robe, slowly walked in from the door. He put his hands behind his back, and was full of strength in his movements. He was tall and tall, with sword-shaped eyebrows and hawk-like eyes, and a majestic weapon.

Even though he was over a hundred years old, he still looked like a young man. His bronze skin was slightly shiny, and his bright eyes seemed to have a light.

Perotina:

She just took into account that this was a tea party organized by Prince Hall, and there were many nobles present. She suddenly thought about the situation of the residents of Alan City she saw on the road, so she praised Emperor Augustine at the end, not wanting to be dismissed like this. He was hit in the face.

The eyes behind her were like needles, piercing into Perotina's body, making it difficult for her to pretend that she didn't feel anything. She could only turn around helplessly and look at the man who was walking towards her step by step.

"Augustine the Great."

Following Duolun's etiquette, Perotina saluted him.

This is a courtesy from a junior to an elder, not from a subject to a king, because the latter needs to kneel down, which is something that Perotina, who has a concept of gold under her knees, is very concerned about.

Augustine looked at the petite and petite Perotina, and raised his thick black eyebrows slightly.

"I have met Emperor Augustine. Good day, Emperor."

Everyone who reacted fell to their knees, making Pelotina, the only one standing, even more embarrassed.

With her peripheral vision, she tried hard to look for Segves, wondering where the guy who avoided him because he didn't want to salute had gone, leaving her here alone so unfaithfully.

"Get up."

Augustine said with a gentle voice.

Perotina straightened up with them, staring at her feet, hoping that Emperor Augustine would forget about her soon.

"What's your name? Tell me your name."

Before the thought had left her mind, a pair of big black shoes appeared in Perotina's drooping eyes.