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"Take me home. When the old man comes back, ask him how big this land is. If it's too big, we'll ask the government for it. Building a granary here is such a waste. Building it outside the walls is just as good," Jin Shuai muttered to himself.

The carriage moved slowly forward, the scenery outside the window constantly changing. After about the time it takes for an incense stick to burn, the carriage arrived at the gate of the Jin residence.

Looking at the familiar mansion before him, Jin Shuai smiled and asked the butler beside him, "So it's this close to us?"

The butler quickly replied, "Yes, Your Excellency. You usually travel east when you go out, and rarely go west, so you naturally don't pay much attention to this area. Moreover, West Street is not as bustling and lively as East Street."

Jin Shuai nodded slightly to show his understanding, then instructed, "Have someone tell the cook to roast a suckling pig for later use. Also, send someone to invite the old master back, and tell him I have something important to discuss. You all go ahead and do your work, don't worry about me."

After giving his instructions, Jin Shuai strode towards the Liu family's courtyard. As soon as he entered, he saw Dong Qiuhe standing there with a slight smile on her face.

Jin Shuai walked up to Dong Qiuhe and said with a smile, "I will personally roast the suckling pig in a little while. Once it's done, we'll send it to the steward and the Empress together. Also, I have some things I'd like to discuss with the Emperor and the Empress. Please send someone back to inform them."

Jin Shuai waited for his grandfather's return in his study, pondering whether to persuade Zhao Zhen to develop the commercial street or to cooperate with the emperor. Only with Emperor Renzong's endorsement could he move things forward and silence the civil officials. Therefore, he decided to take the initiative to approach Zhao Zhen and try to reach a cooperation agreement.

About two incense sticks later, the old master came to the study looking anxious. As soon as he entered, he asked impatiently, "Xi-ge'er, what happened? Why did you call me back in such a hurry?"

Seeing his grandfather's concern and anxiety, Jin Shuai felt a surge of emotion. He quickly comforted him, "Grandpa, don't worry, please sit down. I have something important to discuss with you. I've taken a liking to the area west of Junyi Bridge, extending to the inner city wall, and plan to develop it into a unique commercial street. That's why I specially sent someone to invite you back."

The old man frowned and pondered for a moment before replying, "That piece of land seems to be planned for the construction of an official granary. It is quite large, and we are afraid our family does not have enough money to buy it."

Upon hearing his grandfather's words, Jin Shuai smiled slightly and said jokingly, "I thought my grandfather would oppose my plan, but it turns out he's just worried about not having enough money!"

The old man laughed along and said, "Hehe, my dear grandson was touched on the head by an immortal, so of course I won't stop you from doing anything!"

“I want to cooperate with the government. As long as we take over the territory, it won’t cost much money in the early stages. We have carriages and underwear. In a few days, we’ll be able to produce liquor and glass. Those are the most profitable products. I just don’t know which one to offer the government in exchange for benefits,” Jin Shuai said with a smile.

Upon hearing this, the old man's eyes lit up, and he asked eagerly, "Liuli? Baijiu? What are these?"

Jin Shuai stood up and called to his attendants outside the door, "Go and fetch some wine, and while you're at it, ask the blacksmith for a sample of glass."

Not long after, the attendant came in carrying some things. The old man looked at the items on the table with curiosity, and saw an exquisite porcelain vase sitting there.

Jin Shuai picked up the porcelain bottle, gently uncorked it, and a rich aroma of wine wafted out. The fragrance filled the entire room, intoxicating everyone present.

The old man couldn't resist reaching out to take the porcelain bottle, carefully taking a small sip, and then savoring it. He exclaimed, "Fine wine! Truly fine wine! The taste is mellow and the aftertaste is endless. It's so much better than that bitter yellow wine!"

Then, the old man put down his wine cup, picked up the piece of glass, and examined it carefully. He frowned, thought for a moment, and then asked, "Which of these two things is more difficult to manufacture?"

Jin Shuai smiled and replied, "Actually, neither is difficult. Baijiu is simply made by distilling huangjiu; while liuli is made by firing sand."

"Is this made of sand? But is it the kind of sand that's commonly found by the river?" the old man asked curiously.