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

Xiao Hui finally stopped crying and recounted her experiences over the past few days in a choked voice.

It turned out that after Lin Ping left, she also left the city lord's mansion. After making inquiries from various sources, she finally learned that Lin Ping had come to Yingtian Prefecture.

Xiao Hui thought about it for a long time, and finally embarked on the journey to find him.

She was just a maidservant and had never traveled far from home. Even though she kept going south along the official road, she still lost her way and kept circling around a winding road.

Xiao Hui almost despaired during those days. She had run out of food and water, and even had to sleep outdoors at night.

She was just a little girl, and she was so scared that she kept crying.

She didn't give up. She wiped away her tears, drank some rainwater, and continued on her way. She finally returned to the official road and happened to run into Zhu Xiaoji's group, and also met Li Mingxuan.

Two more days passed before Xiao Hui finally saw Lin Ping. She couldn't help but burst into tears again, not only crying her eyes out but also feeling heartbroken.

"Didn't you find me? Don't cry." Lin Ping gently touched Xiao Hui's forehead and said softly.

For some reason, when he saw Xiaohui, he felt a warm feeling in his heart.

After all, she was the first person he had met after his transmigration, and also the woman with whom he had almost had a relationship.

Besides, Xiao Hui is Jiang Yunying's personal maid, and she might even carry Jiang Yunying's scent. It would be good for her to have close contact with her, as long as it doesn't develop into something inappropriate.

Xiao Hui knew that Lin Ping was a very busy man, so even though she was suffering inside, she didn't dare to waste too much of his time. After wiping away the tears from the corners of her eyes, she forced a smile, her eyes captivating.

"Is this some kind of attempt to get me to have sex?" Lin Ping said, swallowing hard and shaking his head frantically.

He had a pretty good impression of Xiao Hui; if she hadn't refused him so vehemently that day, they would probably have ended up having a completely unpleasant relationship.

Lin Ping did have some cravings during this period, and his seemingly well-maintained defenses were easily breached.

To be honest, besides Jiang Yunying, Xiao Hui was the most alluring to him.

It wasn't because she was the prettiest, but because she didn't have to take responsibility.

Besides, this was a woman Jiang Yunying offered to him voluntarily, so even if he accepted her, Jiang Yunying wouldn't be angry.

So, Lin Ping's heart was being gnawed at by a thousand ants, an unbearable itch. His younger brother, not to be outdone, began to protest: "I want to eat meat! I want to experience meat!"

"Young master, these are the dresses you requested." It was another gentle voice. Wang Xiao'e held several dresses stacked together in her hands, her face flushed with embarrassment, and she dared not open her eyes to look at Lin Ping.

Wang Xiao'e was afraid the other party would eat her—no, no, she should be afraid Lin Ping wouldn't eat her.

In short, I was conflicted, timid, and shy.

This makes it a bit difficult to choose, since we haven't tried anything new before.

After a long, lewd look, Lin Ping wiped the drool from the corner of his mouth and took the dress with a serious expression.

Wang Xiao'e's arrival was at his behest. If the Zhou family wanted to make a name for themselves in the weaving industry, they needed to have their own clothing workshop and design some novel styles of dresses.

"Hmm, not bad." Lin Ping nodded in satisfaction, and couldn't help but admire Wang Xiao'e's skills.

It must be said that Wang Xiao'e has a talent in this area, but in addition, she owes more credit to her hard work.

Doing the same thing day after day for ten years, even a fool could figure out the tricks of it.

In the Wu Kingdom, there were many women like Wang Xiao'e, some of whom spent their entire lives weaving and making clothes. Lin Ping wasn't worried about not finding skilled needlework women.

After a brief exchange of pleasantries, everyone entered the backyard under Lin Ping's guidance, and the entire Xuanji Hall immediately became lively.

Zhao Ritian and Ye Liangchen stared intently at the two beautiful girls with eyes that seemed to glow with a green light. They didn't have many other thoughts in their minds. These were their mentor's women, and they couldn't touch them. Feasting their eyes was the greatest enjoyment.

Next, Lin Ping focused his main energy on Zhu Xiaoji.

His main responsibility this time was to escort some salt, and then leave after receiving payment from the Salt Transport Commissioner.

After entering Yingtian Prefecture, the group followed the caravan directly into the Salt Transport Office. They have already received silver notes totaling 20,000 taels.

Lin Ping was quite satisfied with this number; it was only four or five hundred shi (a unit of dry measure) of salt sold.

Due to the abundant production of salt, the price of salt in Jiangcheng Prefecture has been falling all the way down, even reaching a level of fifty coins per liter, which is exactly what Lin Ping hoped to see.

When the Salt Transport Commissioner sent people to buy salt, Zhu Xiaoji originally wanted to lower the price again in order to retain the imperial court as a major customer.

However, the other party produced a note written by Lin Ping, and Zhu Xiaoji was dumbfounded on the spot, thinking to himself: This guy is too ruthless, he even dares to swindle money from the imperial court.

After a pleasant conversation, the two parties agreed on a price of 500 cash per liter. Before leaving, the official from the Salt Transport Commissioner kept thanking Zhu Xiaoji, almost kowtowing to him.

To make up for his apology, Zhu Xiaoji decided to personally escort them back to Tianfu, which was suspected of being a free ride.

"Is it really okay for us to swindle money from the imperial court like this?" Zhu Xiaoji felt uneasy and was also afraid of being retaliated against by the imperial court.

"Scamming? I don't like hearing that. Didn't you see how happy they were? It's a mutually agreeable thing. Besides, it won't be long before the imperial court can sell the salt at a higher price." Lin Ping replied somewhat unhappily.

Zhu Xiaoji is belittling their great cause. Lin Ping went to make money with the heart of saving the country and the people, but in the end he was despised by his own brother.

"Hahaha! That's what I thought too!" Zhu Xiaoji slapped his thigh and broke into a hearty smile again.

He immediately took out his ten fingers and counted on them, roughly calculating how much silver he could earn. The imperial court had a huge demand for salt, and at this price, earning a hundred or two hundred thousand taels wouldn't be a problem.

Lin Ping did not answer this question. He knew that the high price of salt would not last long. Behind the high price was the common people paying the price. He did not want to be a profiteer and would immediately lower the price after making enough money from the wealthy merchants.

Just like the recent case of ripping off the four major salt merchants of Jiangcheng, it can be said that relying solely on the Yingtianfu market is not enough to earn a million taels of silver.

His goal is the entire enterprise, even overseas, and the most urgent task at present is to build a highway that leads directly to the coast.

"What's the situation in Yancheng?" Lin Ping asked impatiently.

Zhu Xiaoji knew that Lin Ping was talking about an oil field, and shook his head in disappointment, saying, "We've already dug a huge pit, thirty feet deep, but we still haven't found what Brother Lin was talking about."

Lin Ping nodded slightly disappointedly, but he wasn't sad. He was certain there was oil underground, but he didn't know the exact depth. One hundred meters was indeed a bit shallow. If he continued to dig deeper, he would eventually find something.

"Keep digging, no matter the cost, just be careful," Lin Ping said earnestly, which was also one of his biggest bargaining chips.

"Brother Lin, do you recognize this?" Zhu Xiaoji suddenly pulled a white stone from his sleeve.