Chapter 8: Making a Name for Oneself
going to divide this three thousand taels of silver into three parts to spend.”"The first part, I contribute five hundred taels of silver to establish a mutual aid fund to help everyone solve the dif...They were all brought home as wives after signing the marriage certificate.
Wedding chamber, legitimate.
There are so many people here, if he really has no shame, in front of so many people, wouldn't he just...
To even think about it, Li Yuxiang must be filled with shame and indignation.
Her heart was pounding like a drum, standing at the door, pretending to look at the moon.
"Is your sister still awake"
Little Jiu kindly came over to remind her.
"Good!"
Li Yuxi lightly bit her pearly teeth, forcefully squeezing out this single word.
When she turned around, Li Yuhua found that everyone else's faces, just like hers, were showing awkward expressions.
"My husband, which sister would you like to sleep with tonight"
The alluring Fourth Sister, pulling Yang Lin's arm, asked with a flirtatious smile.
All eyes were on Yang Lin.
Under the lamplight, one by one, stunning figures appeared, stirring his heart with excitement.
"Ahem!"
"You guys are all tired after a busy day, aren't you Go to sleep, go to sleep."
Little Seven, Little Eight, and Little Nine sleep on the bed, the rest of you sleep with me on the straw mats.
Yang Lin said, and without taking off his clothes, he lay down directly.
A straw mat was spread on the ground, with a thick layer of dry hay underneath. Although it wasn't comfortable, at least it kept out the cold.
He is not a saint who shuns women, but the problem is, his family is too poor, and they only have this one room!
Making out with one of his concubines in front of the other wives
Is that something a human should do
Yang Lin is not that shameless yet.
The house! Looks like we need to hurry up and build it!
... and when the time comes, I will visit each of these beautiful wives one by one....
Seeing Yang Lin's embarrassed look, he lay down without even taking his clothes off. Li Yuyao finally let out a breath of relief.
However, most women were a bit shy. Even when they lay down, they avoided Yang Lin's side.
Only Si Mei was there, with a lively personality. She not only lay down beside Yang Lin, but also hugged his arm tightly, her face beaming with happiness.
"Your husband is a good man."
To meet my husband is my good fortune.
She seemed to be talking to herself, closing her eyes.
When Li Yuyao was also ready to lie down, she realized that only Yang Lin was by her side in that spot.
"Sister, why are you still not asleep There's a spot here."
Xiao Jiu pointed to the only remaining spot, extinguished the oil lamp, and the room was instantly plunged into darkness.
"Great!"
Li Yuyao gritted her teeth again.
Thank you!
In the darkness, she could only reach Yang Lin's side.
Li Yuyao calmed her nervous heart and wanted to keep some distance from Yang Lin, but there were so many people crowded on the straw mat. The moment she lay down, her body was pressed tightly against Yang Lin's, instantly making her face flush.
Yang Lin felt the warmth on his left arm, and he also felt the soft body of Li Yuyao on his right side. He felt a dryness in his throat.
It was so crowded that Yang Lin instinctively raised his arm and leaned against Li Yuyao.
Li Yuyao was startled, and she was about to push him away, but she found that Yang Lin had already fallen asleep...
The next morning, in Jianghe County.
Zhao Ji sent people to sell two hundred blocks of tofu in the county town. At a price of five wen per block, they were snapped up in an instant. Zhao Ji was delighted and couldn't stop smiling.
The purchasing power of the county town is, as expected, beyond what villagers can match.
Two hundred pieces of tofu, with a turn of his hand, he made a profit of four hundred coins! Thinking of this huge profit margin, Zhao Ji hurriedly wanted to go back and sign a long-term supply agreement with Yang Lin.
He only needed to collect and sell goods daily, earning four hundred wen a day. A month brought him ten thousand two hundred wen, and a year over one hundred guan. That was the income of a thousand mu of fertile land.
And Yang Lin, that kid, worked his tail off, but he was just working for himself, making a meager profit.
"Humph, a poor student doesn't know anything about business."
Just as Zhao Ji was beaming with delight, thinking about how to exploit Yang Lin and maximize his own benefits, someone found him.
"I am Xu Maochai, the proprietor of Yongxing Trading Company."
The person who came was a middle-aged man in a blue linen robe, who gave Zhao Ji a slight bow.
What are you doing
Zhao Ji watched the other person warily.
"Well, Mr. Xu saw that you were selling tofu and found it very interesting, so he wanted to talk to you about it."
Xu Maochai was smiling broadly.
"There's nothing to talk about, the tofu is all sold out. You'll have to wait until tomorrow to buy some."
After finishing his words, Zhao Ji turned and walked away.
He heard that the other party wanted to do a tofu business with him and share in the profits.
Just kidding, I also get my goods from others, right
It's not a hassle to sell it in the county myself. Why go through an intermediary and give someone else a cut
The moment Zhao Ji turned to leave, Xu Liang's smile vanished from his face, replaced by a greedy and ferocious gleam in his eyes.
"Follow him, find out for me, what's the deal with this tofu!"
Xu Liangcai
hurriedly ordered his men.
"Yes!"
The subordinates immediately followed suit.
……
It was also on this day at noon that Village Head Zhao Fuguì's shipment of tofu sent to relatives in the county town was presented at the banquet, stunning everyone with its deliciousness!
Especially when Zhao Fugui boasted that this was food passed down by immortals, it received even greater praise. For a time, everyone was talking about the magic of tofu.
Having caught the attention of important figures in the county, Zhao Fugui gained face and was praised by the county magistrate's relative. He was also assured of continued support for his role as the village head of Kèshān Village.
Zhao Fugui was overjoyed, and the stone in his heart finally fell.
However, trouble found them after the feast ended.
Everyone crowded around him, wanting to buy tofu from him, and in large quantities!
Without any hesitation, everyone paid him the deposit. He didn't even have a chance to refuse.
Faced with these prominent figures in the county, how could Zhao Fugui dare to offend them
Unable to refuse, I could only agree with a heavy heart. I planned to go back and beg Yang Lin, asking him to find a way to do more to satisfy these big shots...
Zhao Fugu also understands that these people who asked him to buy tofu, are they really buying it for food
Of course not!
They saw the business opportunities here.
The county town is full of shrewd people. Faced with this suddenly emerging novelty, they all smelled the scent of making money...
In the village nestled in the mountains, Yang Lin and the women had another day of white rice and stewed pork.
Many villagers who saw it were both envious and hungry.
There are indeed fewer people buying tofu in the village.
However, Yang Lin had expected this beforehand, so he didn't sell much in the village today.
The two surrounding villages had never seen tofu before. It was not difficult to sell it; in just half a day, all the tofu was sold out.
At this very moment, Yang Lin, who had been working hard all day, was unaware that his reputation as a tofu maker was already spreading like wildfire, thanks to forces beyond anyone's control!
And a batch of orders, a considerable amount, are already on their way!
In the evening, after soaking the beans, everyone gathered around a straw mat, excitedly accompanying Xiao Jiu as they counted money.
"One thousand two hundred and ninety-eight"
"One thousand two hundred and ninety-nine"ant to fight for some more.However, Yang Lin merely said with a nonchalant tone: "Since this Duke has already set the price, it won't change. If you find the price unsuitable, feel free to leave. A de...