Starting with a cub, the superpower boss becomes the richest man by lying flat

Chapter 113 Mo Ziyuan, the Unmanageable One
When Lin Xin woke up the next day, she saw Mo Ziyuan with dark circles under his eyes, looking just like a panda. She asked curiously, "Didn't you sleep well last night? What were you doing?"

"Ha~ forget it," Mo Ziyuan yawned and said listlessly, "We're worried. Spring is almost here, and the mission His Highness has assigned us needs to begin soon. It's a shame it's so difficult to accomplish!"

"Oh," Lin Xin had no curiosity about these things. She was well aware that the more you know, the faster you die. She just responded casually and turned to go to the kitchen.

Mo Ziyuan: “…” Is that all? Why don’t you ask more?
He chased her to the kitchen, and without saying a word, he just looked at Lin Xin scooping water into the big pot with an accusing look.

"What's wrong?" Lin Xin looked at him with amusement and asked.

"You don't even ask me what's wrong?"

"Can I ask? I don't understand your affairs, so it's useless to ask."

"That's something you have to ask!" Mo Ziyuan said in a rare overbearing and unreasonable manner, which made Lin Xin laugh.

"Okay, then tell me what happened?" She held back her laughter and sat on the small stool in front of the stove while adding firewood to the stove and asked him.

Mo Ziyuan didn't care about her perfunctory attitude. He moved a small stool and sat down next to her, and began to complain to her about how his brothers, including himself, didn't know how to make money.

"Don't you have a shopkeeper in your shop? They should be good at making money!"

"The shopkeepers of those shops are all soldiers who retired from the battlefield. It's good enough if they can keep doing business without losing money. As for making money, they are just dreaming too much." Mo Ziyuan had no choice. All their businesses were bought privately by themselves in order to accommodate those homeless soldiers. They didn't feel anything when they didn't need money before, but now they feel a little helpless.

"How about I go and check it out for you when I'm free?" Lin Xin thought to herself that after all, she had experienced all kinds of marketing methods in later generations, so she should be able to give them one or two ideas... right?

"Okay! I'll take you there in a few days when the snow on the road melts a little. I happen to have two shops in town." Mo Ziyuan agreed without much hesitation.

"So what does your shop do?"

"One sells rouge and powder, and the other is a restaurant."

"Rouge and powder?" Lin Xin's eyes widened. What on earth was he thinking, letting a retired soldier sell rouge and powder? With that murderous-looking soldier standing in the shop, who would dare to buy anything from an ordinary woman? Any ordinary man would be scared, right?

"What's wrong? I saw that there was only one shop selling rouge and powder in the whole town, and it was doing brisk business! That's why I thought of opening another one, but I didn't expect that there were hardly any buyers." Mo Ziyuan sounded quite aggrieved as he spoke.

"Let's not talk about the quality of the things in your shop for now. Let me ask you, are the soldiers showing you the shop also soldiers who can't go to the battlefield?"

"What else? Isn't the reason I opened the shop to accommodate them?"

Lin Xin couldn't help but hold her forehead with her hand. This guy really has no common sense.

"Have you ever visited other people's shops? Who is the one who looks after them?"

Mo Ziyuan frowned and thought for a moment before saying uncertainly, "It seems to be a young woman?"

"Look, rouge and powder are sold to women. If you let a big man like a black iron tower stand in the store, how can they sell it? Who would dare to go in and buy it?"

Mo Ziyuan suddenly understood what she said and slapped his forehead. "So that's what's going on. I was saying that other people's shops are bustling with customers, but mine is deserted. So that's why!"

"Well, don't your soldiers have any women at home? It would be better to let them go than the soldiers!"

"I'll have to ask later."

"Forget it, don't ask me now. I'll tell you after I've seen it!" Lin Xin had completely given up hope on him. "Okay, okay, I'll take you there when the time comes."

They were chatting animatedly, mainly because Mo Ziyuan looked a little agitated, which puzzled Gao Yong and the others who came to get hot water for washing. They quickly put their arms around his neck, took him aside and asked what was going on.

Mo Ziyuan didn't hide it and just said that Lin Xin would go to his shop to help out in a few days.

Gao Yong and Chu Yu exchanged a glance, then quickly let go of Mo Ziyuan and approached Lin Xin. "Miss Lin, our shop is almost bankrupt. Could you please help us out?"

Lin Xin looked into their eyes and couldn't help but feel a little regretful. She just wanted to let things slide, so why did he take on the responsibility again?
"Miss Lin?"

"Okay, okay, I'll show you all. You guys should sort out your properties for me these few days, and I'll see how to do it!"

"Okay!" Gao Yong and his friends were happy and started to wash up while playing and joking.

After breakfast, they knocked on Lin Xin's door, each holding a few pieces of paper.

Lin Xin, who was mentally prepared, let them in and began to listen to them introduce their family background.

You don’t know until you hear it, and you’ll be shocked when you hear it. These people are all very wealthy!
And after this integration, she found that there were about five or six stores owned by them in their town alone, and two of them were even right next door.

"You guys are really..." Lin Xin didn't know what to say.

She simply ignored them and started planning their shops. She divided those that were obviously not making money into one piece, those that were barely maintaining business into another piece, and those that were profitable into another piece. By doing this, she found that although there were many scams in these shops, they could barely break even when put together.

"By the way, I see your grocery store is quite profitable. What do you sell?" Lin Xin asked Chu Yu curiously, pointing to a store in the capital.

Chu Yu looked at it and said, "My uncle's family is a sailor. Every time he comes back, he gives me a lot of things to sell. There are a lot of new things there, so it seems to be quite profitable."

"Out to sea? Imported goods?" Lin Xin's mind immediately popped up images of mercury mirrors and glass cups, so she asked.

"What is a mercury mirror? I've never heard of a glass cup!" Chu Yu said, scratching his head.

"What are those?"

"They're all just some random jewelry. Even though pearls and jade are very valuable here, they're much cheaper overseas. The profit margin is basically 50%."

"Really? No mercury mirror? No glass cup?" Lin Xin asked persistently.

"I haven't heard of either of the two things you mentioned. How about you tell me in detail?"

Lin Xin described the mercury mirror and the glass, and Chu Yu suddenly realized, "There's no mercury mirror, but the glass you mentioned looks a bit like the glass cup in my shop."

"Glass cup?" It seemed like there was indeed such a term in the novel. Lin Xin nodded and said, "Is this thing valuable?"

"It's worth it! This thing is very valuable, but it's hard to transport. Every time I get it back, half of it is broken. So not only is it valuable, but ordinary people can't afford it!"

"That's easy," Lin Xin snapped her fingers. "Why don't we just burn the glass ourselves and blow it into cups of various shapes? Glass has so many uses!"

As soon as she said this, everyone looked at her as if she was a fool.

(End of this chapter)