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

If you're willing to spend a hundred taels of silver on a bucket of latex, is it because your bucket is big, or because I, Lin Ping, am stupid?

Don't assume that having a lot of money equals being stupid; to tell you the truth... that's really true.

It was obvious that the little monkey wanted to rip off Lin Ping. After not making any business for three years, he would have to make a living for another three years after this first sale.

This also shows that the monkeys of Wu Kingdom are good at business, but they chose the wrong target to kill.

In fact, let alone one hundred taels of silver per bucket, even one thousand taels of silver per bucket would be worth it for Lin Ping.

With rubber tires, his carriage instantly became a high-speed train, matching the speed of a fine horse. In terms of logistics alone, he would be far ahead of others.

A thousand taels of silver was nothing to Lin Ping, and he didn't care. He mainly disliked the feeling of being cheated.

Seeing Lin Ping turn and leave, his attitude one of refusal, the little monkey was filled with regret. He chased after him in a few quick steps, offering a smiling face, "The price is negotiable, please don't leave yet, sir."

"Oh? How do we discuss it?" Lin Ping said calmly, continuing to walk forward.

"How about ninety-nine taels of silver per bucket?" the little monkey asked tentatively.

The little monkeys who come to Wu Kingdom to do business are all shrewd. He vaguely felt that Lin Ping was very interested in latex. If he didn't take advantage of him, who would he take advantage of?

"Go to hell!" Lin Ping kicked the other man away, his face full of murderous intent.

As I said before, Master Ping doesn't care about money, but he cares about face. Is giving a discount of one tael of silver enough to appease a beggar?

Grandpa Ping was very angry, and the little monkey was very embarrassed.

"Why did you hit me?" The little monkey staggered to his feet, about to get angry, but was forcibly suppressed again.

Making money is the top priority. What's the point of worrying about anything else? Who told him to try and scam people?

"So what if I hit you? This is my Wu Kingdom's territory. No one will care if I kill you." Tang Wunao said viciously. He had long disliked these little monkeys and was now burning with rage.

The other party, instead of getting angry, smiled and said, "We can still discuss it. For example, it can be two silver dollars a barrel, or you can name your own price."

Lin Ping had intended to continue beating the man, but fearing the trouble, he simply said one more thing: "Ten taels of silver a bucket, take it or leave it, I don't want to buy it anyway."

This kind of bargaining is much more ruthless than cutting the price in half; it leaves you with only a fraction of the original price.

"Sell, sell, sell!" The little monkey nodded repeatedly, not wanting to miss out on Lin Ping, this god of wealth.

Ten taels of silver is still money. It's better than those spoiled latexes. At least we've recovered the cost and travel expenses, and maybe we can even make enough for a drink.

"I should give you one or two taels of silver..." The other party agreed so readily that Lin Ping suddenly felt cheated.

What happened to the promise that cutting the price by three times would guarantee a profit?

I cut the price tenfold, but I still got tricked by that little monkey.

This shows how cunning they are.

There's nothing we can do about it. Latex isn't a bulk commodity, and there's no standard price. If the little monkey were to directly ask for 10,000 taels per barrel, Lin Ping might actually offer 1,000 taels.

And so, Lin Ping led a large entourage of horse-drawn carriages to the seaside, and then boarded a not-so-small wooden boat with the little monkey.

Before the invention of the steam engine, there were no steel ships on the water.

Firstly, there's no manufacturing process available, and secondly, there's not enough driving force.

Do you think you can cross the ocean with just a few sails?

If you catch a tailwind, that's fine, but if you go against the wind, you'll probably have to start all over again.

There was a monk named Jianzhen who failed six times when he tried to sail to the small country of Fusang, which is enough to illustrate the dangers of seafaring.

Lin Ping couldn't help but admire the courage of those Western navigators; he feared they faced a near-certain death.

There was no other way; they were poor, and if they didn't find treasure overseas soon, they would just have to wait to die.

The little monkey's boat is quite large, at least bigger than the boats of the Wu Kingdom.

The larger the ship, the more stable it is and the more cargo it can carry. However, this also increases the chance of the ship breaking down. If a crack appears at the bottom, the entire ship will sink.

Thinking of this, Lin Ping suddenly felt a little guilty. He shouldn't have lowered the price so much; the little monkey was risking its life to earn money.

"I have two cargo ships, and the small boat in the middle is my best helper to cross the ocean," the little monkey said, pointing to a delicate little boat floating on the water.

This ship is not only exquisite and luxurious, but also very sturdy. Its hull is three inches thick and it may not even crack if it hits a reef.

It had the strength, but its size was too small to withstand the wind and waves. So, the small boat was tied to the large ship, letting the large ship protect it from the wind and rain.

Lin Ping had intended to give more money, but upon hearing this, his sympathy vanished.

Unscrupulous merchants!

This is Lin Ping's revised assessment. It is clear that the small boat was his private property, and the boatmen responsible for transporting goods still needed to travel on the larger boat, which meant there was a possibility of the boat sinking.

After opening a bucket of latex, Lin Ping nodded in satisfaction and hurriedly ordered the workers to carry it down, quickly taking out one hundred taels of silver.

"Little monkey, what's the other one wearing?" Lin Ping asked curiously, feeling that this person could bring him many surprises.

The little monkey sighed and shook its head, saying, "Don't mention it. It's a famous flower that I bought at a high price. It won't wither for a month, but unfortunately, no one appreciates it."

"A flower that won't wither for a month?" Lin Ping was intrigued, confirming that it was no ordinary flower.

Since I'm curious, I should go and find out for myself.

Seeing his interest, the little monkey also perked up and led the way onto another boat.

After boarding the ship, Lin Ping was stunned by the red flowers and couldn't wait to kiss them.

These aren't flowers, they're practically tiny red chili peppers!

Although the chili peppers were grown in flowerpots, they filled the entire cabin, weighing at least several hundred kilograms.

"You call this a flower? You probably haven't seen the peonies of the Wu Kingdom before, have you?" Lin Ping scoffed.

Although the small red chili peppers are bright red, they are not as visually appealing as other flowers.

The little monkey lowered its head and remained silent, clearly having seen many famous flowers recently and finding these chili peppers not very attractive.

"Take all one hundred taels of silver, sir! It's a clearance sale!" the little monkey said with a mournful face.

Is Lin Ping out of his mind to spend a hundred taels of silver to buy several hundred catties of chili peppers?

However, he didn't lose out, since the chili peppers hadn't even made it to the dinner table yet.

He couldn't even imagine how many famous dishes needed chili peppers as a seasoning; at the very least, Sichuan cuisine, one of the eight major cuisines, couldn't do without chili peppers.

Lin Ping's favorite hot pot also requires chili peppers.

With chili peppers, lamb no longer needs to be paired with Sichuan peppercorns, and can be made into even more delicious dishes.

Those wealthy merchants who hoarded large quantities of Sichuan peppercorns are probably going to cry now.

Therefore, the value of chili peppers may exceed his imagination, and could definitely elevate Qingfenglou to a higher level, or even squeeze out all other restaurants.

"I see you've been working hard, so I'll reluctantly buy it." Lin Ping reluctantly took out one hundred taels of silver and quickly sent people to move it.

"I have a strange fondness for red. Next time I come, I'll only want the flowers, not the branches and leaves. If I can fill the cabin, it's not impossible to sell them for three hundred taels of silver," Lin Ping added.