A time-travel story of a peasant girl getting rich

Lin Dashan glanced at this tall and handsome man. He was wearing a navy blue gown with gold embroidered cuffs. He wore a dark green jade hairpin on his head, and he looked both noble and elegant. His deep and dark eyes seemed to attract people's attention, and seemed to be exploring something, making it difficult for people to see through his thoughts.

Han Yushan looked at Lin Dashan, who was dressed in coarse cloth, sweaty and covered in mud, and his straw sandals looked like they had been sloshed through mud. This man really went to dig a foundation for someone, just as the village head said. He couldn't help but laugh. Are all the people in the village dead? He wanted to dig it himself. What a fool.

When Han Ping saw Lin Dashan's expression, he held his forehead with his hands, unable to bear to look at it.

Mr. Lin, it's really...

Lin Xiaomi covered her face.

Seeing him looking at him, Lin Dashan couldn't help but look down. Oh my god, I came back in a hurry and forgot to change my clothes. His face flushed, he looked at him, then looked at himself, and suddenly felt rude.

"Master Han, I was just doing some rough work. When I heard you were coming, I came back in a hurry. I'm sorry to have embarrassed you. I'll go wash and change my clothes first."

"Brother Lin, please do as you please."

After washing up, Lin Dashan hurried to the main room. Han Yushan looked at him and nodded. He finally looked a little more human.

"Master Han, have some tea, have some tea."

Han Yushan looked at a few chrysanthemums floating in a tea bowl that was bigger than his own rice bowl, and the corners of his mouth twitched.

"Brother Lin, you don't have to call me Master Han. You and I have been working together for so long. I admire Brother Lin's character. I thought we were friends. If Brother Lin doesn't mind, you can just call me Brother Han."

“This…Brother Han!!”

Xiaomi sighed as she watched her father look excited and shy. Oh, she didn't know why this guy came to her house. Her parents were obviously no match for him!

Han Yushan took a sip of the chrysanthemum tea, which was full of fragrance and seemed to have a hint of sweetness. "Brother Lin, this tea is really good."

"Hey, Xiaomi dried this when he was free, it's said to reduce internal heat."

"Oh?" He glanced at the little bean-like figure and said, "Your daughter has always been smart."

"That is."

Han Yushan and Han Ping: ...I forgot how honest this guy is.

After some greetings, seeing that Han Yushan had no intention of leaving, Lin Dashan was torn. Should he stay for dinner? Normally, when someone comes to his house and brings so many gifts, he should stay for dinner. But how could the master of Renda be interested in the simple food at his house?

Seeing her father coming back, Lin Xiaomi bowed and left. She went to the kitchen to prepare lunch. This man must have something to do, so she must take care of lunch.

Seeing her daughter, Wang felt relieved and took her hand: "Xiaomi, do we need to prepare anything else?"

"Mr. Han should stay here for dinner, let's prepare a table."

"Ai!"

Looking at Wang who did whatever the young lady said, Guan secretly sighed in her heart that the lady's soft temper really didn't make her a good mistress. In this family, the young lady was the real powerful one.

"What do we do?"

Lin Xiaomi thought about it and realized that the master had eaten all kinds of delicacies from land and sea.

"Mom, let's eat hot pot!"

"Invite Mr. Han to have hotpot? What kind of hotpot are we having on this day?" Wang was puzzled. Isn't hotpot eaten because the weather is cold?

"Mom, hot pot is suitable for any time. Trust me."

The main thing is that this thing is fresh, and Mr. Han doesn't care about the big fish and meat.

After the two chatted for a long time...

"Brother Lin, I have an unwelcome request, is it possible?"

"Brother Han, please speak."

"It's about the soap."

Lin Dashan sat up straight, his expression somewhat serious. "Is there something wrong with the soap?"

"How could that be? Brother Lin, don't think too much. It's just soap. Brother Lin must have seen its profits in the past two months."

Lin Dashan nodded. He was afraid of huge profits.

"This thing can be put in large quantities, and anyone can see the benefits. So... Brother Lin, this soap recipe is not something you and I can keep."

Hearing this, Lin Dashan's face turned pale. When his daughter made it, she told him that his family couldn't keep it. At first, he didn't want to sell the chair himself, but got it from the Han family.

Now, can the Han family also not be saved?

This was made by my daughter. If she knew about this, she would be so upset.

Lin Dashan sat down with his head down, feeling very uncomfortable.

When Han Yushan saw him like this, he knew he had misunderstood.

"Brother Lin, I have found a powerful man in Beijing to cooperate with me on this recipe. The recipe cannot be kept, and your supply is not enough. The other party is not a domineering person. I suggest that we form a partnership in some form."

Partnership? How?

He looked at Han Yushan with inquiring eyes.