Making Money is the 36th book in the Discworld series by author Terry Pratchett.
The Ankh-Morpork Post Office is running like… well, not like a government office at all. The meeting starts and ends on time; Five of the six letters that were delivered to the Blind Letters Office eventually arrived at the correct address. Postmaster General Moist von Lipwig, a brilliant former con man and confident man, has exceeded all expectations: including his own. When Lord Vetinari summoned Moist to the palace and asked: “Tell me, Mr. Lipwig, do you want to make some real money?”
Of course, Vetinari is not talking about salary. He was referring to the Royal Mint of Ankh-Morpork, a venerable institution that had operated for centuries on the hereditary work of the Men of the Warehouse and the machinists. their loyal ones who earn money in their spare time. To earn a penny costs more than a penny, so the whole process seems a bit counter-intuitive.
Beside, at the Royal Bank, Glooper, a “similar machine”, has determined that one never has as much money on the weekend as one thinks, and the president of the bank, an elderly Topsy Lavishly, leave two preloaded crossbows at her desk.
Before Moist had time to fully consider Vetinari’s question, fate answered it for him. Not only does he make money, but he also has enemies; he must drag an inmate out of jail, break into his own bank vault, prevent the new manager from licking his face. All the gold is gone: otherwise, his life in the bank, while very enjoyable, would have been really, really short.
