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

Chapter 114 This thing can be used to attack the city

Lin Xin didn't care about their looks. She knew that no matter how nice her words sounded, they wouldn't believe her without seeing the real thing. The problem now was that she couldn't quite remember how to burn glass, which was a bit troublesome.

She scratched her head and suddenly remembered that she seemed to have collected a lot of books from a small library. At that time, she wanted to burn them to keep warm when the weather was cold. However, she died before the next extreme cold weather came.

I'll have to look carefully later, maybe I can find one or two things that don't exist now but can be made!
Lin Xin did it as soon as she thought of it. She found an excuse to drive everyone away and started searching in the space. After searching for a long time, she finally found a set of books introducing folk skills. There were several volumes in total, including not only books on firing pottery and glass, but also books on making various handmade soaps, ointments, rouge and powder, and facial oils.

Even more impressive is a book that specializes in studying various mechanisms, one section of which specifically teaches how to make lethal weapons such as crossbows.

She held the book and thought for a long time before finally knocking on Mo Ziyuan's door.

"What's wrong?" Mo Ziyuan asked, noticing the struggle in her eyes.

"I..." Lin Xin bit her lip, "I need to write something down, but I'm not very good at calligraphy. Can you help me?"

Mo Ziyuan raised an eyebrow. Lin Xin's expression told him that things definitely weren't that simple. But when he thought of her mysterious abilities, he decided it would be best not to ask anything. So he nodded and said, "Okay."

"Then when are you free?"

"I can do it anytime. I can't do much outside in this weather anyway."

Lin Xin nodded, took out the book hidden in her sleeve, and looked at Mo Ziyuan with a sharp gaze: "Then let's start now. I say, you write."

Mo Ziyuan had no choice but to sit down at the table, grind the ink, pick up the pen and look at her.

Lin Xin first read out the method of making handmade soap. The more Mo Ziyuan wrote, the wider his eyes became. The Duke's Mansion also used pancreatic soap, but it was very expensive. Except for some dignitaries, almost no one could afford it. But now looking at the production method that Lin Xin read out, the raw materials are not rare, and the production process is relatively simple. If it can be made and sold, it will definitely make a lot of money.

"Don't just stand there, keep writing!" Lin Xin pushed Mo Ziyuan who refused to continue writing.

"Wait, what are you trying to accomplish by writing this stuff?"

"Aren't you short of money? These things aren't complicated to make. Wouldn't it be profitable for us to make them ourselves and sell them?" Lin Xin looked at him with a look that said, "Why don't you understand this?"

"Miss Lin, do you know... do you know how valuable these recipes are?" Even someone as worldly-wise as Mo Ziyuan couldn't help swallowing his saliva. Just what he had just written was enough to become a family heirloom.

"Is it valuable?" Lin Xin waved her hand nonchalantly. "Then why don't you just give me a share of the profits from the sale? We can all get some money, how great!"

"Miss Lin! You..." Mo Ziyuan was not Lin Xin, and had not experienced the modern knowledge explosion. In his eyes, the fact that Lin Xin was able to give him these prescriptions meant that she was willing to...

"What's wrong with you? Why is your face so red? Are you not feeling well? How about we stop writing today and continue another day?" Lin Xin asked, looking at Mo Ziyuan's face which suddenly turned red.

"No, no need. I'm fine." Mo Ziyuan was almost choked by Lin Xin's words. He wiped his face and said, "I'm really fine. Let's continue!"

For the next half day, Mo Ziyuan felt as if his jaw had never been reattached since it fell off. One recipe after another was created under his pen: handmade soap, rouge, lip balm, eyebrow pencil, perfume, followed by glass, mirror, red bricks, and finally... a crossbow arrow!

"Ms. Lin, this... this too?"

"I shouldn't be able to sell this!" Lin Xin thought as she looked at the flamboyant handwriting on the rice paper.

"No, that's not what I meant. You..." Mo Ziyuan's eyes were hard to describe. "Do you know something?" "Hmm?" Lin Xin looked at him confusedly. "What should I know?"

"You don't know?" Seeing that her expression didn't seem fake, Mo Ziyuan was also a little confused. "You don't know why you gave me this?"

"Isn't this just an ordinary crossbow? You are all military generals and will definitely go to the battlefield in the future. Can't this thing help you defend yourself?" Lin Xin curled her lips and thought to herself, I'm glad I was careful and didn't take out the crossbow, otherwise you would be scared to death!

"Self-defense?" Mo Ziyuan held his chin again. "If used properly, this thing can even be used to attack a city. Self-defense! You're so smart!"

"Nonsense! Isn't this just a bunch of small arrows tied to your wrist that can be fired continuously? And it can be used to attack a city?" Lin Xin said as she took Mo Ziyuan's notes and took a look at them.

When she saw this, she stuck out her tongue. It turned out that she had confused the crossbow with the bow. What she just read out was the method of making a crossbow.

"Well, I took the wrong one, I took the wrong one, forget it." As she said that, she was about to tear up the recipe she had just written, but Mo Ziyuan snatched it away.

"No, don't tear it up. Keep it. Maybe it will be useful later."

Lin Xin shrugged nonchalantly and handed the paper back to him, "Then keep it!"

Mo Ziyuan stared at the paper for a long moment, then shook his head with a complicated expression. "You should keep it. I'll ask you for it later when I need it."

"That's fine." Lin Xin tossed it into the space, then flipped through the book in her hand. "There are also some recipes for making sauces that can be used in all your restaurants. Keep writing!"

"you……"

"Huh? What's wrong?"

"Don't worry, I've taken these prescriptions from you and will repay you well in the future."

"Alright, I'll come up with a recipe and give you some general advice, but I won't do anything about physical violence! Let's make it clear, if you want me to take action, it's only to beat someone up, otherwise forget it!"

Mo Ziyuan laughed. Beat him up? Not bad! Just don't beat him up.

Looking at the prescriptions in his hand, his heart became hot. If they couldn't earn enough money to support the army with these prescriptions, then they, the grown men, would have no point in living.

"It's up to you to decide. But I think you could consolidate the shops and try to get them all together. Then half the street will be yours, and you can run all kinds of businesses. Those who come to buy things won't want to go elsewhere."

After a moment's thought, Lin Xin added, "One more thing. Things sold to women should be sold by women. Don't let soldiers sell rouge and powder anymore. No matter how good the stuff is, people won't dare buy it."

She said the same thing, and Mo Ziyuan nodded. After she finished speaking, he concluded consciously, "When the shop is ready, I'll take you to see it. If you point out anything wrong, we'll fix it."

Lin Xin: "..." Fine, she's getting paid anyway, so she'll just do some work. When she has more money in the future, no one will be able to ask her to work again!

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