In response to the thought that Asgard has nothing left to barter or buy things with, I offer this possibility. No ships (other than the literal one that Asgard now lives on).
Sitting at a makeshift desk in his room, Thor stared down at the blank sheets of paper he’d found on the ship. Sighing, he fidgeted the pen in his right hand while he scratched the back of his head with the other. He’d resigned himself to getting started on one of the necessary evils of being king: paperwork. Starting with a budget. There was only one problem with that.
Tossing the pen down, Thor looked up at Loki, who sat on the opposite side of the desk, leaning back in his chair with his boots up on the desk. “Alright,” Thor said, holding up the piece of paper for Loki to see, “Here’s what I’ve got so far.”
Raising an eyebrow at the blank page, Loki commented dryly, “You seem to be missing some numbers.”
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Loki is the Philosopher King 