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

Everyone was shocked again. The high and mighty Minister of Rites did not dare to disturb Lin Ping and his wife's meal. What kind of person was he?

After a long time, everyone calmed down and immediately developed a better impression of Mingyue Tower.

Lin Pingfang once said that Mingyuelou treats its customers like gods and will protect their safety. Even high-ranking officials and nobles cannot be bullied here.

Although they did not know God's intentions, they could roughly guess what they meant.

In other words, everyone in Mingyue Tower is equal; even if you eat a bowl of noodles here, you will receive the same treatment as the King of Heaven.

Isn't this wonderful?

Suddenly, they felt that the delicious food had gained a touch of human warmth, making it taste even better!

Such a low-key, luxurious, and tasteful restaurant—wouldn't it be too selfish not to tell your friends and family?

Word of mouth spreads like wildfire, more effective than any advertisement. In short, it's been personally tested and proven to be effective.

In the coming days, Mingyue Tower is destined to be packed with customers, so they will have to add some small stools to the corridors.

Eating while standing is delicious, and it also allows you to experience equal treatment for everyone.

After the Minister of Rites left, Lin Ping and Zhou Xiyin did not sit down immediately.

"Give me ten thousand taels of silver!" Zhou Xiyin mustered her courage, walked up to Lin Fugui, and held out her hand.

My husband not only lent you 10,000 taels of silver, but also took a bullet for you today. If he had any conscience, he should pay you back.

Lin Fugui was stunned, staring at Zhou Xiyin in disbelief, and then burst out laughing.

She's more and more pleasing to the eye the more you look at her. She's truly worthy of being my daughter-in-law, Lin Fugui. She's no less beautiful than that princess.

They've come to ask their father-in-law for a red envelope. Is 10,000 taels really enough?

Lin Fugui waved his hand and laid out 20,000 taels of silver notes in Zhou Xiyin's hand.

This was all his assets, even all of Mingyue Tower's working capital, yet he still felt it wasn't enough and wished he could borrow money from a bank.

This is the first time I've met my daughter-in-law. It's a bit stingy to give her so little money. What if she doesn't take care of me in my old age and see me off when I die?

My son is terrified of his wife; he's capable of hitting and scolding his parents, so it's not surprising that he won't support them in their old age.

Lin Fugui was very flustered and kept staring into Zhou Xiyin's eyes, hoping she wouldn't be angry.

"You only owe your husband 10,000 taels of silver, why do you want to give him 20,000 taels?" Zhou Xiyin asked in confusion.

"What's going on here?" Lin Fugui wondered, mistakenly thinking that this was Zhou Xiyin's way of expressing dissatisfaction. He stammered, "It's exactly twenty thousand taels, including principal and interest."

"Oh!" Zhou Xiyin reluctantly accepted the silver note and returned to Lin Ping's side to enjoy the meal.

Lin Fugui kept patting his chest, finally breathing a sigh of relief, and worked even harder, determined to earn more money for his daughter-in-law.

"This old man is quite charitable." Zhou Xiyin had a good impression of Lin Fugui.

Lin Ping smiled faintly and said nothing, silently peeling several crayfish for her.

She put it in her mouth without warning, and immediately felt a burning sensation on her tongue, almost bringing tears to her eyes.

"What is this? It's so hot!" Zhou Xiyin didn't know what spicy meant and mistook it for hot.

"This is spicy, the more you eat, the more delicious it becomes." Lin Ping took a big slurp of the crayfish head, and even though his lips were a little swollen, he kept smacking his lips.

Zhou Xiyin also found this feeling very strange, so she tried eating another one. Sure enough, she didn't have that strange feeling; her mouth was full of fresh, fragrant, and spicy flavors.

This was the most delicious food she had ever eaten; the taste buds traveled along the tip of her tongue and spread throughout her body.

After that, Lin Ping was basically out of the picture.

She revealed her dual nature as a tomboy and a foodie, her slender hands gripping the crayfish shells, ignoring the red oil dripping down her palms. Her pale pink lips looked as if they were stained with rouge, and although they were oily, they didn't look greasy at all, thanks to her delicate and charming appearance.

"I want one too," Lin Ping said, feigning grievance as he looked at the clean plate.

"But I've already eaten it all." Zhou Xiyin kept stuffing more food into her mouth.

"I don't care, I just want to eat." Lin Ping put his hands in his pockets, acting like a child.

The moment he turned his head, he suddenly felt a figure approach, and his mouth was sealed by a pair of thin, cicada-wing-like lips. A nimble tongue first pried open his teeth, and then offered him a small crayfish covered in the fragrance of the lips.

Lin Ping was completely stunned. Before he could react, the other person had already lowered her head shyly.

"This doesn't count, I request to start over," Lin Ping said regretfully. He had failed to seize such a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.

It's impossible to start over. Girls should maintain a certain level of mystery. If you give too much, men won't appreciate it.

Seeing his childlike temper, Zhou Xiyue was overwhelmed with emotion, and the gloom of the past few days vanished instantly.

She suddenly realized why she had to compare herself to Jiang Yunying. Wasn't it better to just stay by Lin Ping's side and be happy?

Even a fleeting moment of borrowed happiness is worth cherishing.

On the way home, Zhou Xiyin's little devilish hand reached out to Lin Ping again: "You still have ten thousand taels of silver on you, hurry up and take it out."

Lin Ping was helpless; he had no choice but to obediently hand over the medical expenses given by the Minister of Rites, leaving him so poor that all he had left was his jingle.

Men shouldn't be rich, because if they are, they'll inevitably indulge in debauchery. If you can't control a man's heart, you should control his money.

Zhou Xiyin was well-versed in this, and she did Jiang Yunying a great favor.

For the next three days, Lin Ping behaved himself again, spending his free time watering flowers and tending to plants, and teasing his wife, which was quite natural. However, he mostly failed; when Zhou Xiyin actually offered herself to him, he didn't dare to accept it.

After a while, Lin Ping gave in and realized that he could stop teasing her.

"Villains, why aren't you coming out so I can slap you in the face? This is so boring!" Lin Ping sighed to the sky.

"So boring!" Li Mingxuan rushed to Lin Ping, panting, and said, "Reporting to the young master, Boss Wu committed suicide out of boredom!"

Still T... This is so boring.

Lin Ping was helpless. He had heard of the name "Boring" before and had met him a few days ago. He was a salt merchant who was neither big nor small.

This man was greedy and spent all his cash and sold his house and shops to buy salt from Lin Ping. Now that the price of salt has plummeted, he was so bored that he couldn't bear the blow and died.

Lin Ping felt somewhat guilty about this, as he was the mastermind behind the price manipulation of salt.

He only intended to take a few cents from these wealthy businessmen, but he didn't expect them to be so greedy that they insisted on being skinned alive by Lin Ping, ultimately ending up bankrupt.

Those with stronger inner strength linger on, while those with weak hearts, such as the bored, hang a three-foot-long white silk ribbon from the beam and kick their way to the underworld.

The sharp drop in salt prices immediately caused a huge uproar in Yingtian Prefecture. Most salt merchants went bankrupt, and their shops were sold off one after another. At most, they could keep a house to live on.