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

For Qingfenglou to continue to grow, it needs chili peppers, and this South Vietnamese monkey is the best helper.

Buying a ship's hold of chili peppers for three hundred taels of silver is still a good deal, and the resulting profit is definitely ten or even a hundred times greater.

"Could you please provide a written agreement, sir?" the little monkey asked anxiously, already bringing paper and pen.

As the saying goes, "A picture is worth a thousand words."

Even if Lin Ping makes it sound amazing, we don't dare to believe it. What if one day we bring a boatload of chili peppers ashore, but can't sell them?

Lin Ping didn't hesitate at all, quickly wrote a few large characters, and even paid a deposit of one hundred taels of silver in advance in a very friendly manner.

The other party was overjoyed and ordered the boatman to weigh anchor before Lin Ping could even disembark.

This is a race against time to get back. It takes half a month to travel back and forth, and I can earn two hundred silver coins in profit. Why not?

He even wanted to expand his team and haul several ship holds of chili peppers at once, since this stuff was already commonplace in the Southern Wu Kingdom, and farmers treated it as a weed and removed it.

Lin Ping originally wanted to check the port's draft to see if it could build large ships, but he never expected to find two treasures, which made him very happy.

He was very satisfied with the results of the inspection; loading several thousand shi (a unit of dry measure) of salt at once was no problem at all.

In the evening, Lin Ping returned to the oil field, pondering how to burn latex into tires.

Actually, it's not difficult at all. You just need to boil it in a big pot, and at most add some sulfur.

He just felt that setting up a big pot on the ground all the time was not a long-term solution. Later, he wanted to use sodium sulfate to burn soda ash, and soda ash to burn glass. He even thought about developing the steel casting industry.

These are all feasible, and any one of them would be a revolutionary change.

He needs a proper kiln, one with the most advanced technology in the entire Wu Kingdom and even the Daye Kingdom.

Just do it!

Lin Ping immediately threw out 200,000 taels of silver, which was all his working capital.

Zhu Xiaoji and the others' eyes nearly popped out of their sockets as they asked in a low voice, "What are you going to do now?"

These past few days, they've lived in constant fear, always on guard against Lin Ping's reckless spending, but ultimately they couldn't escape this calamity.

"We can open a kiln here, where we can fire ceramics and smelt steel," Lin Ping said with high spirits.

The three men broke out in a cold sweat. Wu Haotian was the first to say, "It is illegal to manufacture weapons privately."

In his view, Lin Ping wanted to forge weapons, not make farm tools for ordinary people.

"What's there to be afraid of? This is Jiangcheng Prefecture's territory. What business is it of the imperial court? Besides, Master Ping really isn't here to practice weapons." Lin Ping glanced at Tang Wunao and replied.

Jiang Yunyu has a share in this money. The city lord's mansion has invested in it, so it doesn't count as a private kiln. Even if it were used to forge weapons, it would be plausible.

The City Lord's Mansion is fully qualified.

"Let's forget about ceramics... It's like being in a completely different world," Zhu Xiaoji said tremblingly.

Doesn't Lin Ping have any idea how capable he is?

The reason they have achieved what they have today is simply because they got lucky. They just randomly dug a big hole in the ground and found salt, and now they have found crude oil.

Firing ceramics is a highly skilled craft; you can't buy that skill with money.

Moreover, the ceramics market has been dominated by extremely wealthy businessmen, making it very difficult to gain a foothold.

To be honest, firing ceramics was just a gimmick; he couldn't exactly shout out, "We want to fire glass!"

What is glass?

Then I'll have to waste a lot of breath. Lin Ping's saliva is precious; it can only be used to moisten his wife's lips.

However, he also had the idea of ​​firing ceramics, since Wu Kingdom had not yet produced porcelain or blue and white porcelain.

Once invented, it will definitely become a hit.

Moreover, Linping has soda ash, which can greatly improve the effect of the glaze, a feature that other ceramic kilns cannot match.

He only needs to spend a lot of money to hire a few stake-holding masters and pottery makers.

"If you don't agree, you can withdraw your investment now," Lin Ping replied, shaking his leg on tiptoe with a displeased expression.

As the largest shareholder, that's how domineering and autocratic we are. If you don't want to continue, just withdraw your shares. You won't lose a single penny, but we won't give you more than you deserve.

Zhu Xiaoji was sweating profusely. What else could he say? He quickly raised both hands and one leg in agreement.

The other two were also intimidated by Lin Ping's imposing presence and stopped trying to stop him, hoping only that they wouldn't suffer too heavy a loss.

"If you have time, recruit more than ten young scholars, provide them with good food and drink, and give them ten taels of silver a month. When I come back next time, I will give them an important position." Lin Ping made his last request.

He needs a group of talented people whose minds are not bound by convention, so that they can truly engage in invention and creation.

In other words, a person's energy is limited, and he needs helpers.

A person's thoughts are deeply influenced by their environment; even young people often have deeply ingrained feudal ideas.

To liberate their minds, we need to start from childhood. He doesn't have that time, so he can only grab the existing scholars and brainwash them.

Scholars are not easy to catch...

The three of them were troubled again.

Learned people all consider themselves superior. A scholar doesn't even need to kneel before a county magistrate, so how could he possibly look down on a few merchants?

Although ten taels of silver is a lot of money, it may not necessarily buy the dignity of a scholar.

This is not an easy matter to handle.

Another night passed, and Lin Ping left alone, somewhat worried about the situation in Yingtian Prefecture.

Zhou Xiyin was injured, so she had to prioritize her own actions, let alone pay attention to the entire Xuanji Hall.

Furthermore, Lin Ping was still somewhat worried about Zhao Ritian and Ye Liangchen.

After all, they were sent by the Pleasure Hall, and their loyalty to Lin Ping is questionable.

Of course, these two were just small fry and couldn't cause any big trouble. What he was more worried about was the enemy hiding in the shadows.

Since transmigrating, Lin Ping hasn't done much of a proper job, but he's made a lot of enemies.

The opening of Xuanjitang was destined to offend Yiyuantang, and it had previously offended Diao Mao of Jinmanlou, and even the high and mighty Crown Prince.

Now they've offended the Salt Transport Commissioner, the hidden Xuan Sha Sect masters, and the governor who refuses to show himself.

Fortunately, Lin Ping wrote their names down in a notebook, otherwise there might have been some omissions.

"Sigh... Being handsome is a cardinal sin." On horseback, Lin Ping kept shaking his head.

He was also troubled. Was it his fault that he was handsome?

If he could choose, he would prefer to be more handsome.

I set off again on the road to Yingtianfu, but I wasn't as lost as I was last time.

At the very least, he now has a capable wife and someone who cares about him.

"Demons and monsters ahead, show yourselves! I'm not afraid of you!" Lin Ping shouted at the top of his lungs.

This drew disdainful looks from passersby.

Is this guy crazy?

Can a madman enter Yingtian Prefecture? He'd probably be stopped by the soldiers guarding the city.

Passersby were talking amongst themselves, treating it as if they were watching a circus performance.

Two days later, Lin Ping returned to Yingtian Prefecture. Before he could even express his feelings, he saw Li Mingxuan rushing over.