He's a great benefactor to us!"When you grow up, remember to be grateful and repay your kindness, okay"The child nodded blankly.Meanwhile, grateful eyes turned towards Yang Lin.They may not understand...Two people walked out of the crowd.

One is Village Chief Zhao Fugu; the other is Zhao Ji, the landlord from the neighboring village.

The Zhao family is a local prominent family, Zhao Fugui and Zhao Ji are relatives from the same clan.

But the villagers were all surprised.

Did they buy so much that they can finish it all

"Yang Lin, do me another favor, uncle. Sell your uncle 100 blocks of tofu, okay Your uncle has a use for it."

Zhao Fu Gui's eyes were filled with pleading.

Yang Lin was overjoyed, but a look of distress crossed her face: "Third Uncle, you're making things difficult for me!"

Zhao Fugui hurriedly came over and whispered, "Tomorrow I'm going to the county town to attend a banquet at the Zhao family, and I'm worried that I can't find a suitable gift. Your tofu is not only delicious but also novel, it's perfect."

"Yang Lin, please help your Uncle San. As you know, Liu the landlord has always wanted to be village head. He's already made some connections. If I can't get Zhao family's support from the county town, then in the future... Ah!"

"Whether Uncle Three can continue to be the village head depends entirely on you!"

In Dayan, village chiefs were usually the landowners in the village, but Shancun Village was different.

Because the Zhao family is not only a large local clan, with most villagers bearing the surname Zhao, but also has a county magistrate relative in the county, the position of village head has always been held by a member of the Zhao family.

But as the landlord Liu Youcai's power grew, Zhao Fuguang felt increasingly uneasy.

"Okay!"

Yang Lin nodded and said, “Uncle Third, since you've said so, I definitely have to give you face.”

"Don't worry, a hundred blocks of tofu, I'll make them for you before tonight."

Zhao Fu貴 was overjoyed and immediately paid the money.

Nearby, Zhao Ji, the landowner from the next village, also hurried over.

"Hee hee hee, nephew, we're kinda family, sell it to me for 200 bucks."

Zhao Ji was all smiles.

"No!"

Yang Lin flatly refused.

"Mr. Zhao, your family business is so grand, how could you possibly take advantage of me, a poor scholar"

"I'll sell it for two copper coins to my fellow villagers, even if it means burdening my wives."

"But you are neither from our poor village nor a commoner. You, a wealthy lord, coming here to take advantage of us is simply inappropriate, isn't it"

Zhao Ji was a shrewd man and immediately caught Yang Lin's meaning. He quickly said, "Nephew, I'll give you an extra ten wen as hardship pay!"

Yang Lin let out a cold snort, gave him a withering look, and remained silent.

"Twenty coins!"

Zhao Ji gritted his teeth.

He felt that twenty coins was already a lot.

However, Yang Lin didn't respond at all.

"Then how much do you want" Zhao Ji was getting anxious.

Through tofu, Zhao Ji saw business opportunities.

He could be certain that selling tofu for only two copper coins was outrageously cheap!

Such novel food, brought to the county town, and doubled in quantity, would definitely not be a problem.

Therefore, he was determined to succeed.

Yang Lin held up four fingers: "Four wen, four wen per piece."

What

Zhao Ji immediately widened his eyes.

"No, this is too expensive!"

He never expected that Yang Lin's appetite would be so big.

Yang Lin shrugged. "Then so be it, anyway, I didn't intend to sell this tofu of mine. Two copper coins is just the cost. It's a way to give back to my hometown folks."

"Whoever tries to take advantage No way!"

How could Yang Lin not see Zhao Ji's little thought

As long as he sticks to the cost of two cash coins, no one can verify it. Then, the value of tofu is up to him to decide!

Zhao Ji's face turned very ugly.

And the villagers of

a mountain village heard Yang Lin's words, and felt that they had gotten a great deal.

Zhao Fugui had no choice but to grit his teeth and say, "Yang Lin, you said the cost was two coins, right Add one more coin as hard work pay, and sell it for three coins. Just give Uncle San some face."

"Oh well."

Yang Lin let out a deep sigh and said earnestly, "Uncle Three, it's just that you are speaking. If anyone else were to say this, it would be absolutely impossible!"

"Two hundred pieces of tofu, pick it up tonight, six hundred wen! Xiao Jiu, collect the money."

Zhao Ji immediately breathed a sigh of relief and quickly paid the bill.

Although the amount of coins was more than Zhao Ji had expected, there was still a good profit margin. He couldn't help but think Yang Lin was foolish for not knowing how to make money.

Little Jiu was busy as a bee, collecting the heavy copper coins, but his face grew increasingly strange.

The head of the household has been saying that it doesn't make money, but with just these two deals, we've already made back 800 wen!

Ugh, so dishonest.

But she likes it!

Zhao Fu貴's face was flushed with joy at the moment. Yang Lin had repeatedly given him face, which also brought glory to his own face.

The hustle continued from morning to afternoon, everyone was working tirelessly, sweat dripping down their cheeks, their arms ached from the constant grinding, yet every face held a glimmer of hope for the future.

In the middle, another 100 kilograms of beans were soaked. It wasn't until dusk that all the orders were completed.

In the late afternoon, some villagers who just found out about it came to buy tofu.

However, all the tofu has been sold out, not a single piece left.

Only now are the women beginning to react.

Yang Lin said that these tofu blocks were their future rations, but now they were all sold out. What should they do

"The tofu is all sold out, what are we having for dinner tonight"

"Yeah, I was going to eat it myself, but accidentally, I sold it all!"

"Master, you shouldn't be so kind."

"Well, now we've satisfied everyone else, but we're the ones who will be going hungry."

After a long day's work, seeing that not a single piece of tofu was left, all the women were frowning and complaining.

Working hard all day, only to make wedding dresses for others For face, she suffered herself.

Their hearts sank even deeper.

Although he is a good person, being so honest, how can he possibly make money

Li Yuxiang frowned slightly.

As everyone said, she always felt something was off.

She didn't forget that just 200 pieces of tofu from Zhao Ji had sold for 600 wen!

And, is this tofu really only two cents to make

Is it really not profitable to sell for two copper coins

Faced with the enthusiastic crowd of women, Yang Lin was both amused and bewildered.

Are the people of the Great Qin Dynasty a bit too honest

Those who did business in their previous lives, weren't they all about opening their mouths to make a profit and closing them to take losses with big sales

Now, he's just parroting clichés. Not only have outsiders bought it, but even his own people believe it

"What are you eating" Yang Lin said irritably, "Would you like to eat plain rice Or some delicious pork"

All the women were taken aback.

Pork White rice

They wanted to eat it, but where could they find any

"Big sister, second sister, you three go to Xiao Jiu's place and get one thousand cash. Then, go to Aunt Lin's house next door and borrow a small cart. Go to the town to purchase things."

"Buy fifty kilograms of rice and ten kilograms of pork."

"If there's anything left, you can buy whatever you want."

After Yang Lin finished speaking, everyone's eyes widened in surprise.

"What"

"One thousand words"

"What nonsense are you talking about We don't have that much money!"

Everyone frowned.

Yang Lin gave a wink, and the clever Xiao Jiu giggled, immediately dragging over a heavy sack.

The bag opened, spilling over with coins!Before they could even be interrogated, they confessed everything about their operations, leaving no secrets untold.According to them, the only real bandit was the one Yang Lin had killed. The rest we...