Making you a son-in-law is not about making you conquer the world.

Although the term "shady merchant" is unpleasant to hear, two hundred coins really surprised the man with the mustache, who nodded repeatedly and replied, "Sell...sell, sell, sell!"

The steward of the Su family naturally recognized Lin Ping. His ashen face turned slightly green, as if he was recalling what had happened a few days ago.

"Wait! I'll offer two hundred and ten coins." This time, it was the Feng family steward who spoke, equally determined to get this batch of salt.

Among the four major salt merchants, only the Su family has the largest stockpile. The price of salt has now been driven up to 300 copper coins per dou (a unit of dry measure), and it is about to double again. The other three major salt merchants are all thinking of stockpiling more.

The man with the mustache smiled at Lin Ping, naturally waiting for him to offer a better price.

As a businessman, he had keen insight and already knew the intentions of these people. He wanted to sell to Lin Ping for both emotional and logical reasons.

Lin Ping glared angrily at the Feng family steward, gritting his teeth as he said, "Three hundred coins a bushel!"

The man with the mustache gasped in surprise, not expecting Lin Ping to have such courage. He happily went to help Lin Ping haul the goods.

"Three hundred and ten coins per dou." The Su family steward raised the price with a smile, showing no sign of heartache.

Three hundred coins per dou (a unit of dry measure) is already the market price. Raising it further would not generate much profit. The other party is clearly trying to monopolize salt and thus continue to raise prices.

"Damn it!" Lin Ping stomped his feet in anger and shouted, "Even if it means going bankrupt, I will buy these truckloads of salt for the people and never let you unscrupulous merchants monopolize it."

These words immediately won the praise of the people, who looked at Lin Ping with grateful eyes, and some even shed tears.

“We appreciate your kindness, Your Excellency, but the price of salt is too high. You don’t need to sacrifice the entire city lord’s mansion.” An old man wept, tears streaming down his face, and he could see Lin Ping’s predicament.

He was, after all, a son-in-law who lived with his wife's family, and he couldn't make decisions on many things. Even so, he still did everything he could for the benefit of the people.

"Fellow villagers, even though I, Lin Ping, am a nobody, I still dream of turning my life around. Now I'm going to fight for you all," Lin Ping said indignantly, his words quite emotional.

"That's right, down with the unscrupulous merchants! Down with the unscrupulous merchants!" Thousands of people shouted in unison, their loud voices almost drowning out the managers.

Jiang Yunying was moved and squeezed Lin Ping's big hand tightly, meaning: Husband, go ahead and do it boldly. If anything goes wrong, the City Lord's Mansion will take care of it.

Lin Ping nodded knowingly and shouted, "Eight hundred coins a dou, anyone willing to go up the price?"

This number immediately stunned everyone. "You're going crazy, Lin Ping?"

Even Jiang Yunying's heart skipped a beat. She hadn't expected Lin Ping to raise the price so unexpectedly. If calculated this way, these four carts of salt would cost at least ten thousand taels of silver.

This is a considerable sum for the current city lord's mansion, and she wasn't sure if she could persuade her father to hand over the money.

The man with the mustache was almost terrified, frantically counting on his fingers and nearly taking off his boots.

After a short while, the man came to his senses and said to Lin Ping with a grin, "It's a total of 15,000 taels of silver. Will you pay in cash or by bank draft, Your Highness?"

This person has excellent calculation skills; ten fingers are more useful than an abacus.

"Fifteen thousand taels of silver?" Lin Ping gasped, replying awkwardly, "Can you write a check? Or use Alipay's Huabei, or 60buy's IOU?"

"Check? Alipay? IOU?" Three novel terms lingered in the man's mind, but he didn't understand what they meant.

The answer is definitely no. Even if these payment methods were possible, given Lin Ping's creditworthiness, he could only borrow a maximum of ten taels of silver.

"Your Highness, you should save your breath. The Su family is willing to pay nine hundred copper coins per dou!" The Su family steward smiled coldly, even glancing at everyone with disdain, meaning: In front of the Su family, you are all trash!

At this moment, the people were furious, wishing they could drown the holiday manager with a mouthful of phlegm. This was driving the people to their doom!

There were reasons why the Su family steward dared to offer such a high price. Firstly, if he wanted to monopolize the market, he had to act decisively and not let a single grain of salt slip by. Moreover, he knew that salt could be sold at an even higher price.

Secondly, Su Hongxin had given him a death order: even if it meant going bankrupt, he had to buy all the salt, not only to monopolize the market but also to incite chaos among the people and bring down the city lord's mansion.

Therefore, even if it means losing money, the Su family will spare no effort to buy up all the salt.

Anyway, after the fall of the City Lord's Mansion, the Su family can run rampant throughout Jiangcheng Prefecture. Once they have resources, making as much money as they want is no problem.

"Wife, let's go." Lin Ping said weakly, feeling ashamed to face his fellow villagers.

"Well done, Your Excellency! We will always love and respect you!" Countless people shouted spontaneously. Of course, they would not blame Lin Ping. They only blamed the Su family for being too insidious and clearly leaving no way out for the common people.

"Husband, don't be sad, we'll find a way." Jiang Yunying gently comforted Lin Ping, and to cheer him up as soon as possible, she moved even closer to him.

Lin Ping buried his face in Jiang Yunying's arms and burst into tears, sobbing, "It's hopeless, the Su family is completely finished..."

"Is the Su family completely finished?" Jiang Yunying looked at her husband, who was taking advantage of her, with a puzzled expression, thinking he had gone mad with anger.

These four cartloads of salt, totaling nearly two hundred shi (a unit of dry measure), were sold at a price of nine hundred wen per dou (another unit of dry measure), amounting to a total of seventeen thousand taels of silver. Even though the Su family was wealthy, they still suffered a significant financial loss.

"Your Highness, wait!" Just as Lin Ping was about to return to his residence, the man with the mustache caught up with him, panting, "I still have four cartloads of salt. Your Highness can try your luck!"

Lin Ping struggled to pull himself out of Jiang Yunying's arms, glaring at her angrily, and simply replied with a single word: "Get lost!"

At the same time, a flying kick landed squarely on the man's chest, sending him flying five or six meters away.

The fact that the other party still had four carts of salt should have been a good thing, but the last sentence, "Your Highness can try your luck," once again exposed the nature of the unscrupulous merchant. He wasn't trying to sell to Lin Ping at all; he was clearly treating him like a sucker and constantly haggling with the Su family.

"If you don't want to buy, then don't buy. Is it necessary to hit someone?" The man dusted off the footprints on his chest, muttering to himself with aggrieved feelings. Naturally, he didn't dare to lay a hand on Lin Ping.

"Wait!" Lin Ping shouted sharply, stopping the other party. He shrugged and strode over, his eyes already flashing with murderous intent. His icy voice sent a chill down one's spine. "Since you're here... Hmph... So, what's the specific time? Let's meet again tomorrow and discuss the price of salt properly."

As he finished speaking, Lin Ping revealed a loser-like smile, looking like he was about to grovel before the other party, showing no trace of his aristocratic demeanor.

"Husband, can we... have a little bit of integrity, even just a tiny bit?" Jiang Yunying thought helplessly, covering her face.