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Chapter Thirty-One: Making the Best Use of Everything

"If you want the people below to be obedient, you have to be extremely clever on the one hand, but you also need to get the benefits. Otherwise, over time, there will be resentment below. Now we don't have much money in our hands, and it's a difficult time to do things.

If you can make money, I don't care what method you use." Li Lin laughed.

He is originally a young man in the new society, so why would he look down on people who do business?

If you do a good job in business, you are a master.

Ling Yue'er looked at Li Lin with some embarrassment and whispered: "But we are really not good at this. What can we do to make a lot of money in a short time?"

"You're right. If you want to make huge profits, you can only do some small tricks." Li Lin laughed and looked at her: "Just leave this matter to me. You don't have to worry too much."

"Yes." Ling Yue'er could only nod obediently.

Although he didn't say anything on the surface, he was actually very curious. Can Li Lin really make money?

Since the last palace change, the prince has been very different from before, so it is normal for him to have some little surprises from time to time. People like them have long been used to these strange surprises.

Li Lin walked around on the ground and turned his attention to the tea.

The main taxes in Daxia came from salt, tea, wine, and iron. Both salt and wine could only be sold with approval. As for the iron ore, it was all in the hands of the imperial court, so there was no profit.

But this tea is different. As long as you have good tea, you can sell it for a sky-high price. After all, people in Daxia are arty, and a cup of tea can have dozens of variations.

"Go and call Xu Yangcheng over to me!" Li Lin waved his hand.

Since people are the ones who support themselves, they naturally have to make the best use of everything.

Otherwise, wouldn’t the money be wasted?

Thinking of this, Li Lin smiled again.

Xu Yangcheng's status in the Prince Regent's Palace is no longer what it used to be. He could still have a say in the Palace before, but now Li Lin's own fancy thoughts are enough, so he has been idle.

But he didn't dare to leave the Regent's Palace easily. After all, he knew too many secrets. If he really left the Regent's Palace, what if he was silenced?

Now every time he comes to see Li Lin, Xu Yangcheng is indescribably nervous: "I'm here to see the prince!"

"Get up and talk." Li Lin smiled and said, "Last time, you handled the matter of Princess Jinguo well. This time, I am asking you to come here because of the money."

What does the matter of Princess Jinguo have to do with him?

Xu Yangcheng looked at Li Lin and hesitated to speak.

As if Li Lin didn't see his conflicting look, he actually put on a look of embarrassment, sighed and said gloomily: "You should also know my king's difficulties. When Jin Guo comes to visit, we can't do it."

We don’t care about our dignity, but now the empty treasury doesn’t give us a chance to care about our dignity. What do you think we should do?”

How does he know what to do?

Xu Yangcheng looked at his anxious and angry look and tentatively spoke, saying in a low voice: "Isn't the prince going to kidnap Princess Jin Guo again?"

"What are you talking about? When did I kidnap Princess Jin? I have never seen her before!" Li Lin frowned and looked at him displeased.

After hearing this, Xu Yangcheng knew that he had said the wrong thing, and he was so frightened that he quickly knelt on the ground: "Your Majesty, calm down, my subordinate made a mistake!"

"I said, Lao Xu, what's going on with you these days? Why are you always so reckless? Let me tell you, trouble comes from your mouth. If you can't control your mouth, big problems will happen.

Do you know?" Li Lin looked at him seriously, frowning slightly, obviously dissatisfied.

Xu Yangcheng knelt on the ground, sweating and said: "Yes, my subordinate is incompetent, please calm down."

"Okay, you should get up first. I remember that you are quite powerful among intellectuals, right?" Li Lin raised his eyebrows and looked at him.

Xu Yangcheng coughed and said in a low voice: "Those are just elegant people who hate yellow and white things the most, so they are all cool-minded."

"Of course I know this. Since he is an elegant person, I will find a time to invite them over. I will treat them to tea."

"Yes, I will contact you immediately!"

Although Xu Yangcheng didn't know what he was going to do, he didn't dare to refute it at all.

A dead Taoist friend is not a poor Taoist. At this time, friendship is not as important as life.

Li Lin waved his hand: "Go down first."

When Xu Yangcheng came out of the study, he felt sticky all over his body, and his robe had been soaked with sweat.

I don’t know when it started, but the prince’s intimidation became more and more powerful.

He nervously wiped the sweat from his forehead and turned to leave.

What Li Lin wants to make is milk tea.

This thing was sought after by countless people in modern times. He believed that in this era, it would definitely be a way to make a fortune.

"Yueer, go and tell the princess that I want three hundred kilograms of milk. The sooner the better!"

"yes!"

Ling Yue'er responded and turned around to leave.

Li Lin looked at the memorial in his hand and snorted.

Soon, Li Lin invited the court ministers to his study one by one to drink tea. The matters they discussed may be big or small, but anyone who came would be rewarded with a cup of milk tea.

The ministers tasted the freshness here and quietly searched for the source of this tea.

At this time, Xu Yangcheng's friends also came to the door, and Li Lin specifically asked him to serve milk tea to entertain the guests.

He also asked these sour scholars to compose poems for the milk tea. If they could not compose them, they would not be allowed to drink the tea.

Poor scholars have nothing but talent and pride.

No one wants to fall behind others, so in this morning, two poetry collections were published, both praising this milk tea.

Li Lin was in a good mood after seeing these collections of poems, and told his secret guards to spread them as quickly as possible.

In just a few days, everyone in the capital knew about the existence of this milk tea.

The palace ministers had tried it once at the Regent's Palace, but those wealthy country squires could only stare.

Seeing that his appetite was almost gone, Li Lin smiled and asked the people below to officially open the milk tea shop. It became popular in the capital overnight.

These are all expected things, so Li Lin is not too happy. Now he is starting to worry about going up the mountain to hunt.

Since ancient times, accidents have occurred after hunting.

This time we are going hunting on Anshan Mountain outside Chengdu. Anshan Mountain is very big. It would be unrealistic to enclose the entire mountain. However, if we go out to play, we must ensure absolute safety.

Looking at Anshan's defense plan, Li Lin was dissatisfied several times.

Taking the defense map, he walked directly towards the Xiaoqi camp.

After the last palace coup, Zhao Yuan, the commander of the Xiaoqi Battalion, had already given up on Li Lin, but there was still Pan Xuefeng, the general manager above him.

Pan Xuefeng's position was passed down from his family's ancestors. Ever since his great-great-grandfather's generation, his family had been in charge of the Xiaoqi camp, and they were only loyal to the imperial power and ignored everyone else.

Speaking of which, Li Lin also wanted to see who this Pan Xuefeng was.

"Your Majesty Pan Xuefeng, please see the Regent!" Pan Xuefeng hurried back from the school grounds, knelt on the ground and saluted.

Li Lin stood there and waved his hand: "Manager Pan, no courtesy."

Pan Xuefeng stood up, his eyebrows lowered, and he could not see the sharpness in the legend outside.
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