The Ex-Husband Demands Reunion (Completed Main Story) - Side Story 149

At Philip’s words, Marlboro also turned toward the main gate. Counting aloud—“One, two, three…”—he watched them briefly before letting out a sudden chuckle. It was a laugh of utter disbelief.

“According to yesterday’s report, one donghwa includes twenty carrots, twenty milliliters of ink, and five sheets of paper. Since the war ended, supply for most goods has stabilized, and so have market prices.”

Marlboro’s laughter turned toward me, now remarkably gentle.

“Thanks to you, Mother, I think more people will start taking an interest in the welfare of the common folk.”

A plate of freshly grilled steak and a glass of champagne were placed before me. The smoky aroma from the meat blended beautifully with the scent of accompanying herbs.

“You’ll be dining out, but for the upcoming council meeting, it might be wise to serve something like meat pies.”

At my words, Marlboro and Philip burst into laughter one after the other.

“Pffft! I salute your wisdom, Mother.”

“Even if you have lunch in town, it would be troublesome if your stomach kept growling during the council meeting.”

Then Marlboro raised his champagne glass.

“I will absolutely ensure the success of your currency reform, Mother. Please go ahead and implement everything you’ve planned.”

His straightforward approval made me laugh involuntarily. Now, there were more items destined to become popular in this world.

For example, wallets—or, a bit later, credit cards.

At this point, to be honest, it would be harder for my business to fail than to win the lottery.

Perhaps because money was now overflowing abundantly, I found myself wanting to bring happiness to as many people as possible.

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