Buddhist Miracle Doctor: The Dark Prince, Can't Get Rid of Him

When Mu Yingbao and his group returned to the fishing village, they immediately took out today's earnings and advance payments for orders and handed them over to the old village chief in public.

The old village chief counted the items several times with trembling hands, tears streaming down his face.

This was the first time in his life that he had such a large amount of money in his hands. Although it was not his alone, he was still very excited.

The others were also extremely excited. They had never expected that they, who had made a living by fishing for generations, would one day have another way to earn money to support their families.

"Madam, is it true that we reported it to the Commerce Bureau? How come we didn't know anything about it?" Haibei's father remembered and asked.

"Well, to be honest, I'm not sure whether this business can be successful. So, I don't want to tell you in advance, for fear of putting pressure on you." Mu Yingbao said with a smile.

She heard by accident that each government office had a trade department, so she took Hui Ge to inquire about it, and found out that it really existed, so she signed the document at the government office on the spot.

Logically speaking, Mu Yingbao went there in the name of the old village chief and others, so the old village chief and others should have been present when signing the documents.

However, the director of the Commerce Department of the Sanyang Wharf Yamen saw that the department had been established for several years and had never signed a single document. Moreover, no one in Yan State had ever signed a document.

So, when I saw someone coming to the yamen to sign, I was so excited that I almost jumped up.

Therefore, they relaxed various requirements for Mu Yingbao, invited officials and lawyers from the yamen to act as witnesses, and signed the first patent document in his hand, which was also the first patent document of Yan Guo since the establishment of the Commerce Bureau.

After saying that, Mu Yingbao signaled Brother Hui to go back to the house and get out the document, and hand it over to the old village chief together with the contract signed with Robert today.

"Madam, please keep these for us, including the accounts of the workshop." The old village chief calmed down and pleaded.

"I can't do that. We won't stay here for too long. Don't worry, old village chief. I will try my best to help you before I leave." Mu Yingbao said apologetically.

I am just giving them a start, and everything in the future still depends on their own efforts.

"Madam, you have considered everything for us, but Yan Kingdom is now in chaos again. What if the new emperor issues an order to disband the Commerce Department? Then even if we have the document, it will be useless." Haibei's father suddenly thought of it and said worriedly.

Although the fishing village is very remote from the capital, there is a Sanyang Wharf here with many merchants coming and going. Whatever happens in the capital will still be reported here, albeit a little late.

In the past, they didn’t care whether the emperor sat on the throne or not, because no matter who took over, their lives would still be just as hard.

But now it’s different, I just saw great expectations.

"You don't need to worry about this. I can tell you that even if Yan State has a new king, he will never remove the Commerce Department. Everything will get better. Just believe me, really.

Because we are a family of three, we are lucky stars." Mu Yingbao encouraged while glancing at Brother Hui.

I saw that the child's eyes were full of determination.

After listening to Mu Yingbao's words, Haibei's father and others became excited as if they were injected with chicken blood.

Mu Yingbao didn't continue to argue and quickly told them his plan.

Men, women, young and old in the village were called upon to take action. Picking up shells and conches, washing them and drilling holes were simple tasks that were easy to understand and do.

"Everyone was told that even though the delivery date was tight, they could not be lazy or cut corners. You know, quality is the key factor for the survival and development of the workshop. You can't destroy your foundation for a little profit.

If you want to grow and develop for a long time and make more money, you have to make things seriously and rigorously. "Mu Yingbao put away his smile and reminded again very seriously.

Everyone who heard it nodded. Isn't that the truth?

Everyone wants not only to improve their own current living standards, but also to ensure that their descendants can continue to live a good life.

"Also, after we get rid of this shipment of goods, I will tell you some other ways to make money." Mu Yingbao said again.

What? Is there any other way to get the money? The old village chief and others looked at Mu Yingbao and thought that she must be a living Bodhisattva sent by God.

"Remember, don't just focus on making money. You should also use the money you make to hire teachers for the children in the village. They are the future and hope of your fishing village." Mu Yingbao saw a few little heads sticking out of the door and remembered to emphasize.

"I'll keep your words in mind. In the past, we didn't even dare to think about sending our children to school. We couldn't even fill our stomachs. Now it's different. We can earn money, so we naturally want our children to have a better future.

Madam, please accept our greetings. This greeting is on behalf of the whole village. "The old village chief stood up, carefully tidied his grayish white robe, led Haibei's father and the others, and bowed deeply to Mu Yingbao.

Mu Yingbao did not dodge immediately, but accepted their greeting with a smile.

If he was going to kowtow, he would have dodged it long ago.

"Brother Hui, it feels really good to be worshipped by others. Why don't you let me sit in your seat?" Mu Yingbao said to Brother Hui in a low voice.

"Okay, son, I agree with both hands." Brother Hui expressed his opinion immediately after hearing it.

He knew his mother was joking with him, but he didn't take it as a joke.

With my mother's ability, she is worthy of being the emperor. If she were the emperor, the people would be blessed and live and work in peace and contentment.

"You're such a jerk." Mu Yingbao smiled and slapped the child.

She doesn't want to be an emperor. She is exhausted staying in the palace all day and managing the affairs of the world.

E源

That night, the whole fishing village was in an uproar, as the hard days were finally coming to an end.

At Sanyang Wharf, Fang Ziyu's father, upon learning that Mu Yingbao and his team had really made a deal with the foreign merchants, the Fang family immediately ordered people to investigate the background of the mysterious woman in the fishing village.

At the dinner table, Fang Ziyu was distracted several times. He either lost his focus on the chopsticks and dropped them, or he didn't pick up any vegetables and just put the rice into his mouth.

Wen Zanghua, who was not far from the Fang family, was also extremely shocked. She actually did it.

Although the price was not as exaggerated as five taels of silver each, it was still unimaginable that a decorative piece like that could be priced at eighty cents.

"Boss, with her high-profile behavior, I guess this place won't be peaceful for a few days. Boss, what do you think she is thinking?" Someone asked in confusion in a stone house in another fishing village.

"What is she thinking? I guess she is not afraid of being exposed at all, and she has already made plans to deal with it." Kong Lian said after drinking a glass of salt wine.

She was so smart and high-profile, how could she not have thought of a safe way out? However, he was very curious about what her way out would be? On Sanyang Wharf, a mysterious woman successfully negotiated with a foreign merchant without the help of a translator.

He negotiated a big deal with a person, and was the first to sign a patent document with the Ministry of Commerce. These things spread quickly.

Xue Wenyu, who was resting in a roadside teahouse, started to