Crown Prince of the Empire, I quit!

Song Dingsheng has been following Qin Ming for so long that he has become quite knowledgeable.

In connection with recent events, he felt that Qin Ming might have already thought about how to deal with Li Erniu when he saw him.

It’s not enough to just punish Li Erniu.

Qin Ming had even anticipated what would happen next, and used this as an example to scare others.

Song Dingsheng looked at Qin Ming with eyes full of passion and admiration.

"It's not as mysterious as you think."

Qin Ming waved his hand and told him to stop imagining things and to take things one step at a time.

If I could really calculate so many things, wouldn't I be a god?

Although this principle is very simple, Qin Ming was too lazy to even explain it.

But it is obvious that Song Dingsheng does not think so.

He felt that Qin Ming was hiding his cunning and immediately admired him even more.

"I understand, Your Highness."

"No, what do you know?"

"Haha."

Song Dingsheng laughed but didn't say anything.

This crazy look made Qin Ming quite helpless.

I don’t know when Song Dingsheng became like this.

"Let's go check out the farmhouse."

After the textile factory stabilized, Qin Ming no longer spent time here.

In addition to textile factories, there are farmhouses and workshops on the outskirts of Linjiang City.

Recently, with the help of Wan Shu, they got several batches of poultry such as chicks from Huxi.

The daily egg production is already quite high, and when combined with some milk or something like that, it is enough to provide nutrition for Liu Chuang's elite troops.

The extra money can even benefit the second echelon under Liu Chuang.

As soon as he arrived here, Qin Ming saw Cao Chuan and his men collecting eggs here.

"how are things?"

Seeing that it was Qin Ming coming over, Cao Chuan said excitedly:

"Your Highness, our farm is doing very well. The daily output can supply the army, and some can even be sold on the market."

“Sell it to the market?”

Qin Ming raised his eyebrows, and Cao Chuan pointed to a carriage road beside him that was used to transport poultry:

"Yes, just like these pigs, chickens, ducks and the like, some are shipped out every day."

"Is that so? Do you make a lot of money?"

"It's not much... just a few hundred taels of silver, and I have to run every day, so it's not very stable."

While speaking, Cao Chuan scratched his head.

He had no talent for business, so he could only use this stupid method, arranging people to go to the market every day to earn hard-earned money.

"If we keep selling like this, won't our livestock population decrease?"

Song Dingsheng spoke to Cao Chuan curiously.

Cao Chuan shook his head.

"Don't worry about that. The chicks that are hatched and the sows that have been bred will add a lot to the farm. Even if we sell them every day, the number will not decrease. It will even gradually increase."

While he was speaking, Qin Ming turned his head to look at the farmhouse that was being expanded in the distance.

“Making money is too slow.”

After he expressed his conclusion, Song Dingsheng and Cao Chuan felt a sinking feeling in their hearts.

Thinking that Qin Ming felt that they were not doing their job well, they all lowered their heads.

In fact, compared with the money-printing industry like textile factories, the farmhouse does make less money.

In addition, the money Qin Ming invested in this place in the early stage was even more than that of the textile factory.

This made Cao Chuan feel uneasy, otherwise he would not have hurriedly announced the good news when Qin Ming came over and tried to change the subject.

“Don’t sell it anytime soon.”

After thinking about it, Qin Ming made a decision.

"what?"

Cao Chuan and Song Dingsheng stood there in a daze.

Seeing their hesitant faces and not daring to speak, Qin Ming explained:

"Making money this way is too slow. Let's find another way, like opening a restaurant."

"Now that we have a restaurant, we can send all the livestock produced by the farm there. A chicken only costs a few dollars. We can make it into white jade chicken shreds, mushroom stewed chicken, eight-treasure chicken, etc. Wouldn't it be better to just take it to the market and make more money?"

What Qin Ming said makes a lot of sense.

It's like he's in the cloth business.

We do everything from start to finish, including weaving, dyeing, and cloth shops.

This way you can make more money.

Seeing that Cao Chuan was still a little confused, Qin Ming sighed slightly.

"Didn't you discuss this with Fang Qingyuan?"

"Lord Fang is always elusive. He's either out doing business or staying at home researching our industry. I can't find him anywhere."

Cao Chuan really wanted to find Fang Qingyuan, but unfortunately he couldn't catch him.

If I had asked him for a few advice, I wouldn't have come up with such a stupid idea.

"Okay, we'll go back and find a shop and start doing things."

Qin Ming gave him some instructions, asking Cao Chuan to store everything he had on hand and only supply it to the restaurant, and then he left with peace of mind.

With the help of Song Dingsheng, Qin Ming had already obtained some shops, but he had never used them.

After asking him to find a chef and staff first, Qin Ming returned home alone and prepared to discuss the supply of MSG and oyster sauce with Wan Shu.

The business of a restaurant is completely linked to the taste of the dishes.

The MSG and oyster sauce that Qin Ming had given to Wan Shu before were the technology and hard work of this era.

As long as we have the support of this kind of thing, we will definitely be able to dominate the entire Lingnan.

Opening branches is no problem.

But when Qin Ming just arrived at the door of his house, he saw Chang Baishan squatting at the door waiting for him.

Behind him were a few young men with bruised faces and noses.

"Why are you here? What happened to them?"

"Your Highness, these are villagers from Guangshui Village. The landlord there has been constantly coming to their house to cause trouble these past few days. They were so angry that they argued back a few times and were beaten up."

Chang Baishan sighed helplessly.

There is a saying that goes, it is easy to deal with the King of Hell but difficult to deal with the little devils.

Just like these local landlords, there are countless ways to disgust them.

"Who did it? Could it be Li Erniu's brother-in-law?"

Qin Ming's heart moved, and he remembered the landlord named Li Lianshan that Song Dingsheng had told him about before.

This guy is Li Erniu's backer.

Ever since I punished Li Erniu, that guy has become obedient.

But Li Lianshan continued to act arrogantly.

As a wealthy landlord in Guangshui Village, this guy did not fight with Qin Ming openly.

But secretly he is still threatening the people of Guangshui Village.

Chang Baishan nodded and said:

"Yes, after they were beaten, they thought of you and went to the textile factory to look for you. I happened to be there, so they followed me here."

Qin Ming glanced at the two injured people and felt a little impatient.

Of course, this impatience was not directed at the two people who came to ask for help, but at Li Lianshan.

"Li Lianshan is very powerful in your area? Why is everyone in the village afraid of him?"

The two men stood up straight, leaning against the wall, and said to Qin Ming:

"Your Highness, more than half of the arable land in our village is under the control of Li Lianshan, and many people are his tenants."

After hearing this, Qin Ming understood.

It turned out to be the relationship between tenants and landlords.

No wonder Li Lianshan was so arrogant. Even after knowing that Li Erniu was punished, he still dared to go to Guangshui Village to show off his power.

"How about this, go call a few people over."

After a little thought, Qin Ming gave an instruction to Chang Baishan.

Hearing this, the two young men's eyes immediately lit up.

"Your Highness, will you help us avenge our losses?"