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

After receiving the numerous treasures, Lin Ping was moved to tears and muttered to himself, "Father, are you sure this is a stack of silver notes and not just a single one? Are you sure this is the precious sword that fought alongside you on the battlefield and not just scrap metal?"

These are all soul-searching questions that the city lord needs to understand through Lin Ping's gaze.

At the same time, Jiang Xiuwen pretended to hand the leather whip in his hand to Lin Ping and solemnly said, "This leather whip has been with my uncle for many years and has made countless contributions. You can take it and pawn it!"

"Where's the whip you promised? How come it's turned into a thicker hemp rope? Are you sure this thing can be exchanged for money?" Lin Ping stared at Jiang Xiuwen suspiciously, expecting an answer.

Only Jiang Yunlie actually took out his precious spear, which looked worth a hundred or eighty taels of silver.

After leaving the hall, Lin Ping burst into tears, buried his face in Jiang Yunying's arms, and choked out, "Wife, this is so hard for me!"

Jiang Yunying stroked Lin Ping's head and said in a coaxing tone, "Husband, don't resent Father and Uncle. The City Lord's Mansion is currently running a deficit. Every extra penny has to come from the military pay, and even Uncle's meager salary is all going into it. There's really no money left."

Lin Ping was aware of the situation at the City Lord's Mansion. He wasn't blaming the City Lord, but he felt he was having a hard time, or perhaps he simply wanted to bury himself in Jiang Yunying's arms for warmth.

"My lady, once the City Lord's Mansion overcomes this crisis, we must consummate our marriage!" Lin Ping said solemnly.

Jiang Yunying was speechless. If you want to consummate the marriage, then so be it. What do you mean by "consummate the marriage properly"?

Besides, Lin Ping, you're known for your quick draw, what other tricks do you want to pull?

To cheer Lin Ping up, Jiang Yunying nodded vigorously, which was the first time she had given a direct answer to the question.

This time, Lin Ping seemed to have been injected with chicken blood, and he immediately perked up, excitedly running around the whole yard, shouting repeatedly, "My wife wants to consummate our marriage!"

Jiang Yunying: ...

The next morning, before dawn, Lin Ping had already arrived in the inner city and exchanged all the silver notes of Qingfeng Tower for cash, which was quite dazzling.

After scraping together what he could, Lin Ping finally managed to get 18,000 taels of silver. If it weren't for his last shred of conscience, he probably would have already sold the Lin family mansion.

"Look, the Prince Consort is going to buy salt for everyone!" The crowd surrounded Lin Ping, their eyes filled with reverence.

Eighteen thousand taels of silver is no small sum; it even exceeds yesterday's highest transaction price. In theory, it should be enough to buy all four cartloads of salt for today.

Before long, the man with the mustache appeared before everyone with a big smile, and was immediately attracted by the gleaming silver coins beside Lin Ping.

"I'll pay 18,000 taels of silver to buy all this salt!"

Lin Ping said cheerfully, his every move exuding power and charisma.

The crowd erupted in excitement, some even screaming, and just imagining the taste of salt made their mouths water.

The man with the mustache smiled like a chrysanthemum, then quickly swallowed two mouthfuls of thick phlegm, almost choking on it.

"Wait!" The head of the Su family reappeared, holding a thick stack of silver notes. Although they were not as heavy as Lin Ping's several boxes of silver, they were more valuable than silver.

"The Su family will offer 20,000 taels of silver to buy these carts of salt!" The Su family steward made a startling statement, directly handing over 20,000 taels of silver notes.

The man with the mustache's eyes gleamed, and he even sucked on the silver note twice before spreading his hands towards Lin Ping, saying with a look of admiration and help, "My lord, I'm also in a difficult situation."

"Damn it!" Lin Ping snapped, and went up to give him a good beating.

The other party was in the wrong and did not fight back, trying their best to protect their vital organs, assuming that Lin Ping would not dare to kill anyone.

"Fellow villagers, I, Lin Ping, am sorry for you, and the City Lord's Mansion is sorry for you!" Lin Ping bowed his head and said solemnly, apologizing for his powerlessness.

"The Prince Consort is the best!" With one person leading the way, thousands of people shouted in unison, which once again boosted Lin Ping's popularity.

Since Lin Ping transmigrated, he hasn't accomplished much of a serious matter, but his popularity has skyrocketed. If he were in the original "fan economy" era, he would probably have become a well-known streamer long ago.

"Your Highness, wait a moment." The man with a bruised and swollen face and a mustache said in an accent he himself didn't recognize, "There are four more cartloads of salt tomorrow!"

"Give my regards to your mother!" Lin Ping punched and kicked him again, and the other man slunk away, occasionally turning back to give Lin Ping a strange look.

As the saying goes, crops may not be harvested, but they can be planted every year. Even though Lin Ping's financial resources are not as good as the Su family's, he still has to wait here every day. It's a free opportunity to gain fans, so why not take it?

For five consecutive days, the man with the mustache appeared on time each time, each time bringing four carts of salt, which he exchanged for real gold and silver before leaving.

In just a few days, this guy actually earned a full 100,000 taels of silver. He must be laughing in his dreams.

At this point, the Su family was in dire straits. Fortunately, with the support of the other three major families, they were able to barely manage to swallow all the salt.

Five days later, the man with the mustache disappeared without a trace, most likely returning to his hometown to become a wealthy man. Such sudden wealth always leads to some unusual behavior.

"Husband, Qingfeng Tower now has at least 30,000 taels of silver. Why haven't you taken it all out?" Jiang Yunying asked in a puzzled tone, but not as an accusation.

She could see Lin Ping's determination to buy salt, but she didn't understand why he didn't take out all the money Qingfenglou had earned, since by the fifth day, Qingfenglou had already accumulated considerable wealth.

Lin Ping stomped his foot on the ground and said seriously, "I had completely forgotten about that."

Jiang Yunying was not convinced by this answer. She always felt that Lin Ping was hiding something. Given his vindictive nature, how could he have allowed the Su family to buy the salt five times in a row?

While it cannot be ruled out that he was taking the opportunity to gain followers, Lin Ping's actions were ultimately somewhat strange. Considering his previous promise to resolve the matter within ten days, Jiang Yunying couldn't help but have doubts.

In the past few days, the situation of ordinary people has become even worse. People have begun to fall down on the streets due to weakness, and the entire workforce of Jiangcheng Prefecture is paralyzed.

Therefore, the unrest that the city lord had previously worried about would not occur, as the common people, who had no strength, had no chance to resist.

The more this happened, the more upset the city lord became. He summoned Lin Ping again, holding a thick stack of silver notes in his hand.

"Did you... win the lottery?" Lin Ping asked suspiciously, genuinely unable to fathom the origin of those 20,000 taels of silver.

"This is the private army's pay for a month. The soldiers know the situation of the city lord's mansion and voluntarily refused this month's pay. Now, I am entrusting it to you. You must buy tomorrow's salt!" the city lord said solemnly.

Lin Ping nodded vigorously, snatched the silver note, and said solemnly, "Father, rest assured, your son-in-law will take care of it right away!"

Seeing Lin Ping run away in a flash, the city lord had a bad feeling and asked his daughter suspiciously, "Yun Ying, why did Ping'er run away?"

"He's probably afraid you'll take the money back. That salt merchant won't be coming again tomorrow," Jiang Yunying replied truthfully.