Damn it, I'm in the garbage book I wrote

Chapter 55 Oh~~~It's all money
"In this way, the annual income will be at least 50,000 taels. And this is just the beginning, because I want them to roll."

Xia Lin's words made Guo Zhoumu deeply suspicious. The largest county under his jurisdiction was Nanchang County, which was also the closest county to Hongdu Prefecture. As a first-class county, its annual income was about 240,000 taels. In a county with a population of 7,000, the average annual income per person was 30 taels. How could Xia Daosheng, a small villager, make 50,000 taels a year by selling ink?
Why did he do that? Because he was good-looking? Or because he wrote beautiful poems? That doesn't make sense.

"What is this volume? What does it mean?"

"It means to fight. Let them fight until they win." Xia Lin began to explain his plan and proposal. "There has been no peace between the noble families for thousands of years. This thing may seem like a trivial skill to you, and it really is. But if one family has it, other families will have to have it too. If one family has it, they will have to show off their skills. If you publish a commentary on the Analects, I will publish a commentary on Mencius. If you print 3,000 copies, I will print 5,000 copies."

Lao Guo was still confused when he heard this, and just nodded at him: "Go on."

"There are dozens of aristocratic families and scholars in the world, including the Five Families and Seven Noble Families, the Eight Families of Guanlong, the New Families of Jiangnan, and the Four Families of Lingnan. What do these layers of people care about the most? Of course, it is this... well, the right to speak and the right to interpret. The reason why Confucius is a saint is that he has made contributions to the past and the future. When this technology comes out, as long as one family starts, other families must follow suit. If they don't follow suit, then the scholars in the world will read other families' books and think about other families' affairs. Over time, won't these aristocratic families wither away?"

Xia Lin took a sip of the water on Lao Guo's table, then said with a smile, "I rushed here just after landing and haven't had any water yet. Lord Guo, I don't mind if you take a sip."

Lao Guo tilted his head and looked at him: "You've already drunk it, don't ask me again, who did you learn this from, you bastard?"

"Hehe..." Xia Lin just laughed, and then he continued, "This is a catfish put into the fish tank. Once it goes in, the other fish have to run for it. If they run faster, they will be strong and healthy, and if they run slower, they will become fish food. What do you think, will these people run or not?"

Lao Guo blinked rapidly: "Then how can you be sure that they will buy from you? If you sell, can't they just refuse to buy?"

"Yes, of course. But you also know what a specialty is. A specialty is something that comes from this piece of land. No matter how you use it, it won't taste right. If you ask, it's the land and the people. If you ask again, it's the weather, the location, and the people. If you ask more, I can only say that it's the gods' blessing that the land and trees are pleasant."

"Hahahahahaha..."

Old Guo was laughing so hard that he lost all recognition, his belly was rolling with laughter. This little bastard was so cunning that it made people's scalp tingle. He was not a village official at all, but a profiteer.

After finally calming down a bit, Lao Guo asked, "Do you have a secret recipe?"

"How can I do this without a secret recipe?" Xia Lin also laughed: "Not only does the ink have a secret recipe, but the paper also has a secret recipe. Not only does the paper have a secret recipe, but the mold also has a secret recipe. The mold has a secret recipe, and it's not all about the secret recipe. The tools also have secret recipes, layer by layer, and they are encrypted layer by layer. If he wants to learn, I can teach him, but whether he can learn is their business. Anyway, my things are not expensive. In the end, it's better to buy than to make, and it's better to rent than to buy. Renting equipment, renting a place, and spending money on consumables."

Old Guo was so amazed at what he said. This guy spoke so fluently. What on earth did he come up with? This guy has a very special brain.

"Are you really coming?"

"Of course, if only one family has this skill, people might not come. If everyone has this skill, then I think they... Hehe, no one will run away." Xia Lin shook his finger and said, "Besides, I'm an open business, I don't monopolize. I'll give them all the craft formulas. It depends on them whether they can succeed."

"What? You're giving them all?"

"nature."

Lao Guo frowned and tapped his fingers on the table: "That's not right, how can you make money if you give it to me?"

"Master Guo, think about it, how many recipes were left over from the Jin Dynasty? There must be at least 300 dishes. Everyone can learn recipes, but how many people can make a dish even by copying them? Moreover, this thing is cumbersome and complicated. It requires building a workshop, selecting craftsmen, and casting molds. If you calculate it, the investment is huge, and Xinping Township has everything ready." Xia Lin counted on his fingers: "Coal from Yongshan Township, soil from Shitougaoling in Leping Township, and iron from Tongtieshan Township in Dexing. Wow... This place is really a Feng Shui treasure land, sir. Other places can't compare."

"You went prospecting?" Old Guo leaned forward and asked curiously, "Are there really so many?"

Xia Lin smiled, nodded slightly, and then lowered his voice and said, "You are welcome to visit Xinping Township for observation and guidance next time, Mr. Guo."

"Hahahaha, okay, okay."

In fact, Lao Guo didn't really believe that there were so many things around the usually barren Xinping Township, but people said that he was welcome to go and see it next time, so he naturally accepted it with pleasure. Besides, in this place, walls have ears, and no one knows who will hear what they say. Some things really shouldn't be made public. If everyone in the world knows about it, then Lao Guo may not be able to keep it to himself.

After listening to Xia Lin's explanation, his anger had almost subsided, but he still had to behave himself. After a while, Lao Guo turned into his businesslike deadpan face again. He threw a token in front of Xia Lin with a clang, "If you don't inform me in advance next time, I will definitely teach you a lesson."

"It was indeed my negligence this time, but I will do it as a temporary measure. Next time, I will release three pigeons in advance."

In fact, Lao Guo also knew that there was probably no time to report this matter. Anyway, all he wanted was an explanation. Now that he had both face and money, Lao Guo didn't care about those things. Anyway, he paid taxes every year, and he could do whatever he wanted with the rest. After all, as long as the money was in place, Lao Guo would personally advertise for him. After all, Xia Lin didn't know how glorious Lao Guo was at the grand court meeting this year. When he saw other provincial governors in the capital, he would look at them with his buttocks raised. What Guangzhou, Fuzhou, Hangzhou, Suzhou, they were not worth mentioning, oh, not worth mentioning... The only heroes in the world are Mr. Guo and Your Majesty.

"Take this military token. From now on, you are considered a military commander. You must be careful and not act recklessly. Otherwise, even I will not be able to protect you if military law is imposed."

When Old Guo said this, he really treated Xia Lin as his own son or nephew, teaching him. After all, the way of dealing with people with military power is different from that without military power. If someone catches him, he will really lose his head.

"Thank you for the reminder, Lord Guo. I will be careful."

"Go away." Lao Guo waved his hand and said, "Don't let me see you in Hongdu Mansion this year."

"I will leave now." Xia Lin bowed to Lao Guo and said, "If Lord Guo is free, I must go to Xinping again. There will be many new projects in Xinping this year."

"New project?" Lao Guo raised his eyebrows and said, "Tell me about it."

"The highest grade is eighteen taels and eighteen cents."

"Hiss~" Lao Guo took a breath of cold air: "It's a bit expensive, right?"

“Great value for money.”

This sentence planted a seed in Lao Guo's heart. However, he was busy with work at the beginning of the year. When he had some free time in the summer, he planned to take a look at what the Eighteen Two Eights contained.

After leaving the governor's mansion, Xia Lin sat on the street and ate a whole bowl of noodles. Then he leaned against a stone pillar by the roadside and stared into the sun. After thinking for a while, he found that there was no one to find and no place to go in this place, so he planned to take a walk, buy some local specialties and go back.

But as he was thinking, he suddenly remembered that he had promised the little princess that he would find a way to inform her as soon as he arrived, so he stood up and began to look around.

If I went there in person, I would definitely be chased out by the prince with a stick. After all, there have always been rumors about me and the little princess, and the key is that I also took 100,000 taels of silver from the prince as a breakup fee. It would be a bit unreasonable to be so blatant after taking the money, but since I promised her, I must do it.

After thinking it over, he found a child about eight or nine years old on the roadside.

"Kid, come here."

Xia Lin waved at the boy and took out a small piece of silver: "Here's the money. Go outside Prince Teng's Mansion and call someone for me. Just call Ruyi, Ruyi, whatever I want. When someone comes out, if it's a man, run away immediately. If it's a woman, say someone is waiting for her in Chunjiang Tower."

The child took the money and left. Then Xia Lin watched him run in the opposite direction and disappear in the crowd in an instant.

"I'll suck your pussy..."

Xia Lin realized that he had been cheated and cursed loudly. Then he walked to the outside of Prince Teng's mansion helplessly. However, he did not dare to shout openly. He just wanted to wait and see if there was anyone he knew passing by the door.

Just at this moment, he saw Prince Teng's carriage stopped at the door, and two people got off the carriage. He couldn't see one clearly but he knew the other one. It was none other than the maid beside the young princess, named Qiuhe, who seemed to have graduated from the same training class as Chuntao.

Seeing that there was no one around, Xia Lin called out, "Qiu He, Qiu He!"

Qiu He stopped and looked around, then saw Xia Lin sitting in the corner. She was surprised at first, then she looked at the person next to her. At this moment, the woman next to him also turned her head. Xia Lin was obviously stunned when she saw her. Isn’t this the little princess?

But he really didn't expect that after just one year of not seeing her, she had changed so much that she was like a completely different person.

It was approaching dusk and there were not many pedestrians around. There was no one at the gate of the palace except for two guards standing there. The little princess felt like she had been electrocuted, as if the Monkey King had just jumped out from a crack in the rock and was running wildly on the beach. She ran all the way to Xia Lin and hung herself around his neck without saying a word.

"Oh, oh, oh, if anyone sees this, I'll be beaten to death."

(End of this chapter)