Chapter 427 - 1: Let Time Weed Them Out
"Last month’s total fiscal expenditure was 3358 Gold Coins?" Roman looked at the financial report in his hand. This wasn’t a monthly meeting, but a routine briefing; given the rough organizational structure of Fertile City, hosting a monthly meeting would be too difficult.
The old Deacon beside Roman nodded, "Indeed, Your Highness, this number is clear and precise."
The financial situation of the two cities was very transparent, with clarity every month, and all funds had their destinations.
Of the over three thousand Gold Coins, almost half was spent on military expenses, supplies, and pensions.
The remaining one thousand-plus Gold Coins were spent on various things such as administrative salaries, hiring professional Craftsmen, school education expenses, purchasing agricultural products, farmer loans, special rewards, and subsidies for pregnant women.
These, being complex, involve all aspects. If listed out, it could roll out ten meters across the carpet.
Roman found this quite normal.
These days, as soon as he opened his eyes, tens of thousands of people relied on him for their daily needs; the complexity of statistical details was immense. If not for paper, everyone would have to search for him while counting on their toes or travel by pushing on their rear.
That being said, over three thousand Gold Coins felt a bit too much.
Two months ago, the expenditure was merely two thousand-plus Gold Coins, now it had abruptly increased by 50%, which seemed rather alarming.