Done! Your Majesty is going to prostitute me for free!

"Fast food? What is that?" Li Dexian asked in confusion.

Lin Xiaofeng didn't waste any time. He just grabbed a piece of paper and a pen and drew the shape of a hamburger on the paper: "Just open a restaurant and sell food! Sell this!" He said, pointing to the hamburger on the paper.

Li Dexian leaned over to take a look and said speechlessly: "Isn't this just a hamburger? I've eaten it at your house! You want me to open a restaurant?" He was obviously a little disappointed and dissatisfied.

"This is not an ordinary restaurant," Lin Xiaofeng said seriously, "If you want to achieve standardization and process management, there is no better or faster way than this. There is a lot of knowledge involved!" He tried to make Li Dexian understand the significance and value of this project.

In fact, Lin Xiaofeng knew very well that it would be too troublesome and dangerous for the prince to open a factory directly. On the other hand, running a fast food business was a relatively easy, safe and quick project. More importantly, fast food companies like McDonald's and KFC occupied an important position and influence in management. Their successful models had a far-reaching impact and significance on management practice and the field of management.

If Li Dexian can successfully open a fast food restaurant, it will undoubtedly be a great deed! Not only will it greatly enhance his personal reputation, but it will also contribute to the development of management science in the future!

And from a technical perspective, there are no major obstacles. Making hamburgers is not a technical job, and the process is relatively simple and clear. It is not like cooking, which requires complex techniques and heat control.

It is also worth mentioning that the concept of fast food already existed in ancient Rome and Egypt. At that time, there were food stalls serving fast food at the pyramid construction sites and the ancient Roman Forum.

Although modern fast food in the true sense incorporates a lot of automated equipment and technical elements, it still depends on the optimization and improvement of management processes! Moreover, the labor cost is so low now. When automated equipment cannot completely replace manual labor, human labor can completely replace it!
After listening to Lin Xiaofeng's explanation, Li Dexian was still a little hesitant. "To be honest, I still look down on this thing... How can a factory be compared with a restaurant?" He obviously still felt that this project was a bit cheap.

Seeing this, Lin Xiaofeng continued, "Your Highness, I'm just giving you a preliminary idea! There will definitely be numerous difficulties in the actual implementation of this matter! For example, we need to establish a stable food supply chain, design processing procedures, and the final sales link, etc. Just think about it, there are problems everywhere! But these solutions can be simply adjusted and applied to the factory!" He tried to use more specific examples to convince Li Dexian to accept this project.

"The most important thing is! If you can really make this project successful! Then you can summarize your management experience into a book and publish it! Then you will be the ancestor of all merchants in the world! Moreover, large-scale food production can also bring down prices so that countless people can eat well and have enough! By then, they will be thinking of you in their hearts!" Lin Xiaofeng became more and more excited as he spoke, as if he had already seen the moment when Li Dexian was recorded in history.

Li Dexian was finally moved, "Is it really that awesome?" He licked his lips and asked, with a hint of desire and expectation in his eyes.

"It's so awesome!" Lin Xiaofeng answered affirmatively, "As long as you are willing to work hard to think, practice and innovate! I believe you will become a business giant of your generation!" He patted Li Dexian's shoulder vigorously to show encouragement and support.

In front of the gate of Zhou's mansion, the dark sky was like a heavy cloth, oppressing people to the point of suffocation. Zhou Xuemao, carrying a bag, wandered in front of the gate. His eyes were deep and complex, as if carrying countless stories and unfinished feelings. Since he failed the imperial examination, he embarked on a long journey home, his heart full of confusion and unwillingness.

The towering walls and majestic gates of the Zhou Mansion seemed to speak of the glory and status of this family. However, at this moment, for Zhou Xuemao, all this seemed a bit dazzling. He had mixed feelings in his heart. The failure in the imperial examination, the setbacks in his career, and the longing for home were all intertwined, making him feel heavy.

He raised his head and sighed, and finally mustered up the courage to knock on the door. As the door slowly opened, the doorman's surprised voice came: "Oh, young master, you are finally back!" Zhou Xuemao did not say much, but just silently opened the door and walked into this familiar yet strange home.

The doorman hurriedly closed the door, quickly caught up with Zhou Xuemao, and ran to the inner courtyard to report ahead of time. Zhou Xuemao walked through the front hall alone and walked towards the study. The scenery along the way remained the same, but it made him feel a little strange and alienated. The corridors, rockery, and pools that were once familiar now seemed to have a strange feeling.

Soon, a figure walked from the inner courtyard to the front hall. The man was tall and looked solemn and majestic. The years had left traces on his face, but he still couldn't hide his resolute and arrogant temperament. His eyes under his thick eyebrows were extremely sharp, and he was looking at Zhou Xuemao. Zhou Xuemao's heart tightened, he knew it was his father, Zhou Hong.

"You haven't been home these days, and we sent people to look for you but couldn't find you. Where have you been?" Zhou Hong's voice was deep and powerful, which made Zhou Xuemao's heart tighten again. He explained in a low voice: "My son went to stay at a friend's house for a few days..." However, Zhou Hong's thick eyebrows frowned. He could feel that his son's demeanor and temperament had changed, but he couldn't tell exactly where it had changed.

"Go back to your room and change your clothes first. Let the butler pack your things for you. Come to the study to see me after you're done." Zhou Hong said, and then turned and left. Zhou Xuemao secretly breathed a sigh of relief and handed the bag to the butler who had just come forward. He whispered, "Does my father know about my exam?" The butler replied in a low voice, "Yes, the master is very angry. He couldn't find you before, and he smashed the teapot."

After hearing this, Zhou Xuemao suddenly became angry. He walked quickly to his room and prepared to change his clothes. When he returned to the room, the maid had already prepared a basin and clean clothes. He had just changed his clothes and was about to wash his face to calm himself down when the servant suddenly knocked on the door: "Master, the master wants to see you now. Please come over immediately."

Hearing the servant's hurried tone, Zhou Xuemao felt something was wrong. He walked out of the room quickly and went straight to Zhou Hong's study. At this moment, Zhou Hong was writing something at his desk, with two letters spread out on the table. Zhou Xuemao greeted carefully, "Dad, what do you want to call me for?"

Zhou Hong stopped writing, picked up the two pieces of paper, walked slowly to Zhou Xuemao, stared at him and asked, "Did you write these two pieces of paper? You led the group of students who were making trouble in the Jianye Marquis's mansion?" Zhou Xuemao looked at the two pieces of paper with a look of horror. He forgot that the two pieces of paper he had written before were still in the bundle, but his father found them.

"It was indeed written by me, but Dad..." Zhou Xuemao wanted to explain but was slapped hard by Zhou Hong. "Why did I give birth to such a bastard like you!" Zhou Hong roared angrily, "Who told you to lead the trouble and who told you to go to the gate of Jianye Marquis' Mansion?"

"It's OK that you have failed the imperial examinations repeatedly. You are not cut out for it. I admit that! But how could you do such a stupid thing! You openly defied the imperial court's decree, failed the imperial examinations and still wanted to find another way out. You are a bunch of good-for-nothing trash! Lin Xiaofeng, how dare you mess with me? Have you ever used your brain? You want to bring such a big disaster to our family!" Zhou Hong's scolding pierced Zhou Xuemao's heart like needles. He fell to the ground and felt a burning pain on his face as he listened to his father's rapid-fire questioning. Failing the examinations repeatedly, good-for-nothing, trash, stupid things... These words echoed in his mind and made him feel ashamed. He wanted to make a few excuses, but seeing Zhou Hong roaring, the stubbornness in his heart came up instead. He slowly propped himself up, covered his face with one hand, looked at Zhou Hong and sneered: "Yes, I did it! But I was able to gather a crowd just to please the scholars in the world. How come Dad is still afraid of Lin Xiaofeng?"

"Shut up! Is it as simple as you think?" Zhou Hong turned his head away with a sullen face, not looking at Zhou Xuemao anymore. He just said coldly, "I wrote a letter. You should take it to the house of Marquis Jianye to apologize immediately, otherwise don't blame me for being rude." However, Zhou Xuemao replied with a mocking tone, "I won't go! Although you are no longer in the court, at least you were the Right Censor-in-Chief and claimed that you had students all over the world... Lin Xiaofeng is only about the same age as me and his status is lower than yours. Why are you so afraid of him?"

Zhou Hong suddenly raised the cane in his hand and wanted to give Zhou Xuemao a hard hit, but seeing Zhou Xuemao's stubborn eyes, he sighed and put down the cane in his hand... At this moment, the air in the study seemed to solidify, and the father and son fell into a long silence. Zhou Xuemao's heart was filled with an inexplicable emotion. He looked at his father's majestic but slightly tired figure with mixed feelings. He knew that his behavior had brought a lot of trouble to the family and made his father feel extremely disappointed. However, the stubbornness in his heart made him unwilling to admit his mistakes easily. So the study fell into an awkward silence...
Zhou Hong leaned against the table, looking deeply at his son Zhou Xuemao standing in front of him. His face was engraved with traces of time, as if every wrinkle was telling of the vicissitudes of life. He slowly spoke in a low and powerful voice: "Lin Xiaofeng, it's not as simple as you think."

He paused, as if he was organizing his words, and as if he was giving his son time to think.

"He is your majesty's confidant and is as close to the prince as a brother. More importantly, he holds the Jinyiwei, which is related to everyone's lifeline." A complex emotion flashed in Zhou Hong's eyes, which was awe of power and affirmation of Lin Xiaofeng.

Zhou Xuemao sneered with disdain, his brows full of dissatisfaction: "When my father was young, he boasted that he dared to face the emperor, but now he is afraid of Lin Xiaofeng because of his power. Isn't he a little too cowardly?" There was a hint of provocation and unwillingness in his words.

Zhou Hong slowly closed his eyes, and the anger in his chest began to brew. He tried to suppress his temper, and his voice was a little hoarse: "Afraid? Your father is a civil servant, and he dared to follow Your Majesty to fight on the battlefield. How could I be afraid of power?" He opened his eyes again and stared at Zhou Xuemao with a sharp gaze.

“In terms of power, your father is no less powerful than Lin Xiaofeng. What’s smaller is your vision! You can’t see the intricacies of the court, and the general trend of people’s hearts across the world!” Zhou Hong’s words revealed his severity and expectations for his son.

He stood up, walked to the window, and looked at the scenery outside, as if he was lost in memories: "Lin Xiaofeng is a great man of the time. I have traveled all over Jingjiang and the world, but I have never seen such a genius as him. He entered the court as an official before he was thirty years old, and has made many outstanding achievements. Any one of them is enough to make him go down in history. His future has unlimited possibilities."

Zhou Xuemao stiffened his neck, his face full of dissatisfaction: "Repeatedly achieved great success? Could it be that father is looking for an excuse to save face?" There was obvious provocation in his words.

Zhou Hong suddenly turned around and shouted, "How dare you!" He slammed the cane in his hand heavily on the ground, his eyes wide open, and his majesty was intimidating.

"People in this world are ignorant and forgetful and cannot see through the truth. It's a waste of your time studying since childhood!" His voice echoed in the room, shaking Zhou Xuemao's heart.

Zhou Hong walked slowly with a cane, his voice gradually calming down: "Jingjiang's papermaking and new grain varieties are all related to Lin Xiaofeng. He also made the voyage to the West and the construction of trains possible. Are you blind to all these achievements?"

His words were full of admiration for Lin Xiaofeng, but also revealed his disappointment with his son.

"When ordinary people first see the train, they call it a miracle. However, after just two or three months, they treat it as normal, or even look down on it. With a mind and vision like yours, what's the difference between you and those foolish men and women in the common people?" Zhou Hong's words were like sharp arrows, piercing Zhou Xuemao's heart.

Zhou Hong's words made Zhou Xuemao fall into deep thought. He recalled his life in the factory and the expressions of his fellow workers when they talked about their lives. Those ordinary and simple faces gradually emerged in his mind. Although their lives were hard, their faces were filled with satisfaction and happiness. Was all this a change brought about by Lin Xiaofeng?
Seeing his son lost in thought, Zhou Hong continued, "Your father has been away from home for many years, and I have indeed neglected your discipline. But I didn't expect that you have made no progress at all, and only know how to hang out with those idle people."

His words revealed deep disappointment and helplessness.

"I dare not say that I have seen all of Jingjiang, but I have seen at least 50% to 60% of it. Although there were no starving people everywhere in the past, most of the people were suffering from hunger and cold. An ordinary farm family had a pigskin coat, which was worn by three generations of a family. Do you know how hard and cold that coat was?" Zhou Hong's voice gradually became low, as if he was recalling the hard times in the past.

Zhou Xuemao was shocked beyond words as he listened to his father's words. He had never thought that the world could be so difficult. He looked up at his father's deep eyes, which were shining with determination. He suddenly realized that his vision and pattern were so narrow and limited.

"And now they can have enough food to eat and wear new clothes, all thanks to Lin Xiaofeng." Zhou Hong continued, "The voyage to the West enriched the national treasury and saved countless people, which is another great achievement. There is also the great secret of the court - conquering the Western Xia Kingdom and obtaining large tracts of land and pastures, in which he also played a huge role."

Zhou Hong's words brought about a huge change in Zhou Xuemao's view of Lin Xiaofeng. He began to realize that this person who was highly praised by his father did have extraordinary talents and contributions.

"How dare you confront such an important official of the country face to face?" Zhou Hong's tone suddenly became stern. He stared into Zhou Xuemao's eyes and waited for his answer.

Zhou Xuemao was silent for a moment, then slowly raised his head and said, "No... I dare not." Although his voice was weak, it was full of firmness and determination.

Zhou Hong raised his eyebrows when he saw this, as if he was a little surprised by his son's answer. He took a deep breath and said slowly, "Yes, there are many people in the court who lack vision like you. Especially those corrupt scholars in the Academy who sit and talk about doctrines and talk about justice. If the concept is not in line with this, it will be useless even if Lin Xiaofeng has made ten thousand achievements."

His words revealed his deep dissatisfaction with the Academy and also expressed his admiration and support for Lin Xiaofeng.

"But so what? Now for the court, whether you like or hate Lin Xiaofeng, you can't fight him!" Zhou Hong continued, his tone becoming meaningful, "Because he has changed Jingjiang."

"Everything has changed since the advent of trains. He has explored a path that no one else has ever thought of, a path that was once considered a gimmick in the eyes of scholars." Zhou Hong's words were full of admiration and respect for Lin Xiaofeng. "Everyone can see the future potential of railways and trains, and all of this comes from North Corridor University and science."

"He created a dream for the court, a dream that can come true. This dream is enough to make the entire court famous through the ages and create a prosperous era that predecessors could not even imagine. His Majesty will be the first to eliminate whoever stands in the way." Zhou Hong's words revealed his deep awe for the court and Lin Xiaofeng.

"Just because of an uncertain future?" Zhou Xuemao still asked in disbelief.

"Can't tell?" Zhou Hong snorted and then sighed, "It's certain, it's not certain, as long as people want it, it's true." His words were full of philosophy and profound meaning, which made Zhou Xuemao fall into deep thought.

The scenery outside the window gradually dimmed, but the atmosphere inside the house became more solemn. Zhou Hong's words were like morning bells and evening drums, beating on Zhou Xuemao's heart, making him begin to re-examine his vision and pattern. Zhou Hong also knew that this conversation would have a far-reaching impact on his son. He hoped that his son could truly understand the complexity and diversity of the world and no longer be confined to his own little world.

The two sat facing each other in silence until night fell and the room was completely dark. However, in the darkness, a bright light ignited in Zhou Xuemao's heart, illuminating his future path.

"This...how is it possible?" Zhou Xuemao's voice was full of shock and disbelief, his eyes were wide open, as if he could not accept this unbelievable fact.

Zhou Hong glanced at him calmly, his voice steady but powerful: "Your Majesty's trust in him is as deep as the Crown Prince's trust in him. Not only the Crown Prince, but now the officials in the court also have full trust in him."

He paused and continued, "I once said that Lin Xiaofeng is a person without obvious weaknesses. He appears to be unruly, frivolous and casual on the surface, but in fact, every step he takes is carefully considered and he walks extremely steadily."

He looked into the distance, as if recalling something: "The forces in his hands, whether it is Beilang University, Beilang Newspaper, or the mysterious Jinyiwei, all have the presence of the prince. He constantly improves the prince's reputation among the people, and even invites the prince to personally distribute the salaries of the Jinyiwei. He has been cultivating private forces for the prince. Who can not trust such a person?"

Zhou Xuemao murmured, "His foundation is so deep?"

Zhou Hong closed his eyes and nodded slightly: "Unfathomable."

He sighed and continued, "Although I have been patrolling outside Beijing for a long time, I have been observing him for several years. At first, I thought he was just an outlier, then I thought he was a pure person, and only now did I realize that he is making history. The young are really formidable."

He looked at Zhou Xuemao with deep eyes: "Now, everyone is being led forward by him, and no one can resist such temptation. To oppose him is equivalent to being an enemy of the entire court."

Zhou Xuemao couldn't help but feel fear when he heard this. He originally thought that he could use the failed candidates to change the situation and gain some benefits, but now it seems that this is just an ant trying to shake a tree, bringing shame upon himself.

He picked up the two articles on the ground with trembling hands, looked at Zhou Hong, swallowed his saliva and said, "Dad, if I go and apologize now, he won't hate me, right?"

Zhou Hong sneered: "Who do you think you are? Do you think he will take you seriously just because you are my son?"

He looked at Zhou Xuemao coldly: "As for you guys who are causing trouble, I'm afraid you guys would have been thoroughly investigated by the Royal Guards the next day. He didn't come to me because he was giving me face."

Zhou Xuemao felt extremely aggrieved at being humiliated by his own father.

Zhou Hong waved his hand and said, "Take the letter I wrote and ask the butler to prepare a gift for you, then go to his house to apologize. He is a broad-minded person. If you take the initiative to admit your mistake, he will definitely not blame you."

Zhou Xuemao gritted his teeth and said, "I'll go!" Then he turned around and prepared to leave.

"Wait a minute." Zhou Hong stopped him, "Where are those scholars who made trouble with you? Where are they?"

Zhou Xuemao stopped and said helplessly: "The others and I are ready to stop making trouble. They have all gone home."

Zhou Hong said disdainfully, "He is really useless. One more thing, Lin Xiaofeng does not live in the Marquis of Jianye's Mansion, he lives in the Princess's Mansion. You can go there to find him."

"What? He doesn't live in Jianye Marquis Mansion!" Zhou Xuemao stood there in a daze as if struck by lightning. Recalling the scene of him shouting crazily in front of Jianye Marquis Mansion, he suddenly felt a burning pain on his face.

A group of them had been making a fuss in front of the Jianye Marquis' Mansion for two days, but there was no one inside! Zhou Xuemao was so ashamed and angry that he was filled with regret and self-blame. Since the other person was not in the Jianye Marquis' Mansion, he didn't know what he had said. When he apologized later, he could act neither humble nor arrogant... This way, he could still feel that he had some face...
In the study room of the princess's mansion, Xie Hongxin was standing in front of the table holding a half-opened sword box. Lin Xiaofeng looked at the sword box in confusion and asked, "Is this the weapon you ordered? Isn't it just a sword? I wonder why you are studying this thing every day instead of working out?"

Xie Hongxin explained, "Although I'm still working out, I'm not as strong as I used to be because of my age. I plan to study more techniques." He pointed at the sword box and said, "This is something I had someone at Dongda custom-made. Master, do you want to use it for self-defense?"

Lin Xiaofeng curiously took out the sword from the sword box, held the hilt and looked at the scabbard: "It looks ordinary, is there anything special about it?" As he said this, he was ready to draw the sword and take a look.

Xie Hongxin immediately warned: "It will explode if you pull it out!"

"Fuck!" Lin Xiaofeng's hand trembled and he quickly threw the sword back on the table. "You want to kill me!" He stared at Xie Hongxin with wide eyes and yelled.

Xie Hongxin picked up the sword and explained, "The power of the explosion is not that great. It's mainly because there is a special poison powder inside. If you inhale the poison powder after it explodes, you will die. But there is nothing added to it now, so don't worry." He paused and continued, "If we fight, I guess he will definitely draw his sword if I throw it to him."

"Hmm? Hmm..." Lin Xiaofeng nodded thoughtfully and took the sword to play with it again. Suddenly, a servant came to the door and reported: "There is a man named Zhou Xuemao outside the master's house who wants to see him and claims to be Zhou Hong's son." Zhou Xuemao? Why is he here? Lin Xiaofeng thought about it and suddenly laughed. It's interesting that he should have gone home, but now he is visiting. Is he still determined to fight?
"Let him come to the study." Lin Xiaofeng ordered. Then he looked at Xie Hongxin and said, "Xie Hongxin, you go back first. I'll leave the sword behind."

Xie Hongxin turned and left the study. After a while, Zhou Xuemao walked into the study trembling with an apology letter. As soon as he entered the door, he saw a sword flying towards him! Zhou Xuemao instinctively caught the sword with both hands, and the next second he heard a voice: "Draw the sword!" Zhou Xuemao drew the sword without hesitation. With a bang! When the blade was half pulled out, he suddenly felt a huge shock in his hand and the hilt flew out of his hand and shot towards the corner of the wall. Zhou Xuemao's heartbeat accelerated and he looked at Lin Xiaofeng. He saw Lin Xiaofeng holding the sword and pointing it straight at him. Damn it! The reincarnation of the sword immortal! Zhou Xuemao didn't care about the slight pain in his right hand and knelt down in shock: "Master Lin! I was wrong!!!"

"Hey?" Lin Xiaofeng originally just wanted to shock this kid, but he didn't expect him to be so easily frightened. It doesn't look like he's here to confront him. Lin Xiaofeng rolled his eyes, a sly smile appeared on his face, and he sat back on the chair and said in a deep voice: "Raise your head." Zhou Xuemao was full of regret for kneeling. When he heard Lin Xiaofeng's voice, his whole body stiffened and he slowly raised his head. Why did this voice sound so familiar? He looked up and saw Lin Xiaofeng covering his chin with his hand and looking at him with a half-smile. "Who do you think I look like?" Lin Xiaofeng asked. A familiar half-face came into view. "Tang... Zheng Banqiao!?" Zhou Xuemao stared at Lin Xiaofeng with wide eyes and said in disbelief. How could he recognize the wrong person? This Zheng Banqiao, who once made him hate him so much, turned out to be Lin Xiaofeng in front of him!
Zhou Xuemao's brain suddenly fell into chaos. The half face in front of him made him instantly recognize the familiar face - Zheng Banqiao. But didn't Zheng Banqiao go back to his hometown? Doubts surged in his mind like a tide. Even if the faces were similar, how could the voices be so similar? Was it all just a coincidence? He asked himself "Who do you think I look like?" as soon as they met. What did this mean?
Zhou Xuemao stared straight at Lin Xiaofeng, his thoughts were in a mess. At this time, Lin Xiaofeng bent his index finger and made the secret sign of Jiuyao, which was the hand gesture of Xingsheng Society. Zhou Xuemao was obviously stunned for a moment, and his expression changed from surprise to stiffness. This gesture was unknown to the outside world except for the internal staff of Xingsheng Society. Then, everything in front of him had only one possibility.

"Is it really...it's really you? Are you Zheng Banqiao?" Zhou Xuemao's voice was filled with disbelief.

Lin Xiaofeng chuckled, "Oh, what else?"

Zhou Xuemao was struck by lightning. He knelt on the ground, lowered his head quickly, clenched his teeth, and clasped his hands tightly to the ground. His heart was already raging, and his breathing became disordered. Zheng Banqiao, Lin Xiaofeng was Zheng Banqiao, the Zheng Banqiao he had been pretending to be. This meant that he had been played by someone from beginning to end, and he was self-righteously cooperating with the other party, and those candidates were also played around by him.

Zhou Xuemao's heart was dead, and the light in his eyes disappeared. He worked so hard for so long, but in the eyes of others, he was just a chess piece. He was full of enthusiasm to win over the scholars to make trouble, but in the end, nothing happened, and he was sent to the factory by others. Looking back now, even the experience in the factory seemed to be designed. Was the life in the factory and the warmth given by the workers all acted out? He couldn't accept this fact. Is the gap between people really that big?

Countless questions lingered in Zhou Xuemao's mind, and his heart felt like it was torn apart. But Lin Xiaofeng was not in a hurry at this time. He put his hands together on the table, and moved his thumbs back and forth, with a calm face.

After waiting for a long time, Zhou Xuemao finally recalled everything that had happened in his mind. He raised his head and said in a hoarse voice: "The Marquis's methods are indeed brilliant. I know I was wrong."

Lin Xiaofeng responded calmly: "What's wrong with you?"

"The student was wrong in disobeying the imperial decree, and he shouldn't have led people to protest in front of the Marquis of Jianye's mansion." Zhou Xuemao said this with a broken heart. Now he has fully understood that his situation is too different from the other party's methods and cannot be compared at all. The only thing he can do now is to apologize honestly and not bring trouble to his family.

He took out an envelope from his bosom and presented it respectfully. "This is a letter written by my father, asking me to give it to the Marquis. I hope the Marquis will open it personally."

Lin Xiaofeng took the envelope and opened it to read it carefully. He scanned the letter and looked up at Zhou Xuemao, who had a numb face. A meaningful smile appeared on his face. This old fox Zhou Hong was really cunning. The letter was written with sincerity. The first half was an apology, and the second half was a plea for him to arrange everything for his son to do his bidding. Isn't he just looking for a job?

Lin Xiaofeng carefully put away the letter and said, "Lord Zhou is my senior. How dare I not give him face when he personally apologized for you? Get up. It's all over." He pointed to the seat in front of him and motioned Zhou Xuemao to sit down.

Zhou Xuemao showed a smile that was uglier than crying and sat in front of Lin Xiaofeng with his head tilted. He really didn't dare to look at the other person. As long as he saw Lin Xiaofeng's face, he felt extremely ashamed as if every pore of the other person was laughing at him. He was once deeply moved by Zheng Banqiao, but now he has become like this.

"What? I'm so ugly that you don't dare look at me?" Lin Xiaofeng looked at him with a smile.

Zhou Xuemao immediately turned his head and then quickly lowered it: "I dare not. Your Majesty is of such a noble status, how can I look directly at you?" His heart was filled with awe and shame.

"Tsk!" Lin Xiaofeng sneered, "I still like your previous rebellious look." There was a sense of playfulness and ridicule in his words.

Zhou Xuemao showed a bit of struggle on his face, then he quickly raised his head and blurted out: "Are all the people in the Houye factory fake? Are they all arranged by you?" Although this question made him feel extremely ashamed, other questions in his mind were no longer important. He just wanted to know whether the people around him during the time in the factory were all acting. This question was very important to him because the experience during that time was precious in his heart and he wanted to confirm the authenticity of that experience.

Lin Xiaofeng tapped the table, thinking about how to answer this question. After a while, he slowly said, "Of course it's true." His words revealed a frankness and sincerity, which made Zhou Xuemao's eyes shine again.

"Really?" Zhou Xuemao's voice was full of anticipation and excitement. He couldn't accept that the precious experience was fake. Now that he got this answer, he felt relieved as if a heavy burden had been lifted off his shoulders.

Lin Xiaofeng raised his eyebrows again and said, "Of course, we cannot rule out some fake elements. For example, the work in your factory is not that easy." His words stunned Zhou Xuemao for a moment, and then he looked at him with wide eyes.

"Does that mean the factory I went to was really a black factory?" Zhou Xuemao's voice was filled with surprise and disbelief. He had worked in that factory for a while and knew that the working conditions and treatment there were not good, but he did not expect that the factory was actually a black factory.

Lin Xiaofeng nodded without comment: "Compared to the situation when you were in the factory, it can indeed be considered a black factory." His words made Zhou Xuemao choke up. He couldn't accept the fact that the place where he used to work was a black factory, which made him feel heartbroken and disappointed. But he also understood that Lin Xiaofeng had no need to deceive him, so he chose to believe what he said.

"But the long-term continuation of the illegal factories is indeed an important problem." Lin Xiaofeng looked into Zhou Xuemao's eyes and continued, "We at Beilang University are also trying our best to improve this situation." As he spoke, he dug out a stack of information from the drawer beside him and pushed it over. "This is the situation of the factories in Beijing that Beilang University has collected. This work is still ongoing and the situation will improve soon. If the progress is ideal, in a few days... maybe we can reach the level when you were in the factory."

Zhou Xuemao looked through the information and asked, "If that's the case, why didn't the Marquis take it out earlier? Instead of going to so much trouble to send everyone to the factory?" He was a little puzzled by Lin Xiaofeng's approach. Since there was a solution, why didn't he announce it directly but chose this method to let everyone know the truth?

Lin Xiaofeng explained: "You guys only know how to do paper work, how can you understand the good intentions of the court. You are all good at quarreling, but when it comes to doing practical things, you are all high-minded and incompetent. If you don't really open your eyes, you will never know how to turn back." His words made Zhou Xuemao feel ashamed, and he also realized how naive and ridiculous his previous behavior was. At the same time, he admired Lin Xiaofeng's foresight and wisdom.

"But fortunately, the effect is good. It seems that most people have come to their senses." Lin Xiaofeng continued, "The students are ashamed." Zhou Xuemao whispered that he felt that his soul had been baptized and he was full of expectations and hope for the future.

"You don't have to be ashamed!" Lin Xiaofeng's voice was as warm and firm as the spring breeze. He waved his hand with a deep smile on his face. "I told you to ask any questions you have. You thought of the workers first, which shows that you have a heart."

Zhou Xuemao's face flushed slightly, as if he was touched by Lin Xiaofeng's words. He looked up at Lin Xiaofeng, his eyes flashing with admiration and gratitude. At this moment, he felt Lin Xiaofeng's sincerity and kindness, as if a warm current was surging in his heart.

Lin Xiaofeng continued, "Scholars love to say that they are asking for the people's life, but many people don't have the word 'people' in their hearts, and they only seek their own interests. But you can always keep the workers in your heart, which is precious, and you are much better than others." Zhou Xuemao felt ashamed and excited when he heard Lin Xiaofeng's praise. He used to be so selfish and hypocritical, just for the pursuit of fame and status. However, getting along with the workers made him gradually understand what the true value and meaning are. Now, he was praised by Lin Xiaofeng so much, and he couldn't help but feel proud.

Lin Xiaofeng sighed, "It can be seen that with an emperor like Your Majesty as a role model, this love for the people has also been passed on to you through your father. Although you are still young, as long as you keep this original intention, you will definitely achieve great things in the future."

Zhou Xuemao opened his mouth, speechless for a moment. He didn't expect Lin Xiaofeng to compare him with the greatest emperor of all time, and he didn't expect his father to play an important role in it. His heart was full of respect and gratitude, and at the same time, he was full of expectations for the future.

Seeing that the scene was almost ready, Lin Xiaofeng went straight to the topic: "We have been in contact for a while. I have seen that you are good at speaking, especially your leadership ability. Moreover, you are a juren. Right now, Beilang University is in urgent need of talents. Are you interested in working for me?"

Zhou Xuemao was excited when he heard Lin Xiaofeng's invitation. He didn't expect that he would have the opportunity to work at North Corridor University. This was undoubtedly a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity for him. However, he was also a little dazed and uneasy. He didn't know if he was qualified for this job, and he didn't know what challenges he would face in the future.

Seeing this, Lin Xiaofeng encouraged him, "Although you are not an official, you are a person with potential. Right now, Beilang University is dealing with the issue of the black factory. You have brains and experience in factories, and I believe you have the ability to handle this matter well. If you succeed, countless people in the world will benefit from you! Saving people from dire straits may even make you a name in history!"

When Zhou Xuemao heard the words "leave a name in history", a fiery light flashed in his eyes. He has always had a dream in his heart, that is, to be remembered in history and passed down through the ages. Now when he heard Lin Xiaofeng say this, the passion in his heart was instantly ignited. He seemed to have seen himself standing on the stage of history, receiving the admiration and praise of the people.

However, after the excitement, he began to think calmly, "Can I do it?" he asked somewhat unconfidently.

"You won't know if it works until you try it!" Lin Xiaofeng said with certainty, "But I have to tell you in advance that this is definitely a very painful thing, and it might even be dangerous. But you have to know that this is often the case in the world. Some people live peacefully because there are people who carry the burden behind them. I wonder if you are willing to be the one who carries the burden?"

Zhou Xuemao fell into deep thought, his eyes became firm, "I am willing!" He said solemnly, "If I can contribute to solving the problem of illegal factories, it will be the honor of my life."

Lin Xiaofeng nodded with satisfaction. "Okay! Since you are willing, I will approve a note for you and you will report to Beilang University tomorrow. You will start working as an intern. Although it will be harder for interns without salary, you must understand that our work is for more people to live a better life."

Zhou Xuemao was not disappointed when he heard that there was no salary. He knew the importance and significance of this job. "Money is not important. What is important is to get things done!" He said firmly, "I am also willing to receive a penny a year!"

"Great!" Lin Xiaofeng clapped his hands and praised, "Your family is not short of money. If you are really willing, then you will be the second person to receive an annual salary besides the principal."

"Really?" Zhou Xuemao was happy, and immediately felt proud and proud. "The same treatment as the Marquis of Jianye! It's a face to tell others about it!" He secretly said in his heart. At the same time, he also sincerely admired Lin Xiaofeng's mind and pattern. Those who can give up high salaries just to seek benefits for the people are the real heroes!

Lin Xiaofeng changed the subject and asked, "Logically speaking, with your status, you should have many friends and know many gentlemen, right?" A cunning light flashed in his eyes.

"Yes." Zhou Xuemao answered with some doubt, not knowing what Lin Xiaofeng was up to. But he still answered truthfully: "I do know quite a few friends in the gentry class."

"If you have the ability, you can definitely bring all your friends in one by one! Let's shine together at Beilang University. If you can accomplish this, with your talents, Beilang University will open a separate college for you in the future." Lin Xiaofeng tempted him crazily. He secretly rejoiced in his heart that if he could accelerate the "corruption" of more gentry in Beijing through Zhou Xuemao, the promotion of Beilang University would be much easier!

Zhou Xuemao said seriously: "Don't worry, Lord Marquis! Many of my friends do have complaints about Beilang University, but it seems that they don't know enough about it. If they can be persuaded by me, I think they will understand your good intentions!" There was a firm light in his eyes, as if he had seen the dawn of victory.

Lin Xiaofeng stood up, walked to Zhou Xuemao and patted him on the shoulder: "Good! There is no problem as long as you have this intention. Just do your best! Remember, it starts with the original intention and success comes from perseverance. Even a trivial thing multiplied by the length of time can make a difference in life." His words were full of encouragement and expectation, which made Zhou Xuemao feel extremely warm and powerful.

"The spirit of dedication is not innate. It cannot be separated from years of self-cultivation." Lin Xiaofeng continued. His voice seemed to have a magical power that made Zhou Xuemao feel excited and his blood boil! He seemed to have seen his struggle in Beilang University and the brilliant achievements in seeking benefits for the people!
"The Marquis' words must be kept in mind!" Zhou Xuemao said loudly, his voice full of determination and persistence! He knew that this was an opportunity and a challenge for him! But he was ready to meet the challenges and opportunities in the future!
Lin Xiaofeng sat back in his seat, wrote a note and handed it to Zhou Xuemao: "Take him to report to Beilang University tomorrow. If there is nothing else, you can go home first." His face was filled with a satisfied smile, as if he had already seen the scene of Zhou Xuemao shining at Beilang University!

Zhou Xuemao took the note with gratitude and respect in his heart! "Thank you, Lord, for giving me this opportunity! I will definitely not let you down!" He said solemnly and turned to leave the study. He knew that from this moment on, his life would open a new chapter! He would use his talent and efforts to realize his dreams and pursuits! To seek benefits for the people and to strive for a place in history!
Looking at Zhou Xuemao's departing back, Lin Xiaofeng laughed inwardly, "This young man is quite interesting. I hope he can bring me more surprises!" He thought to himself and continued to immerse himself in his work. He knew that the road ahead was still long, but he had the confidence and determination to move towards success and glory step by step!
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"This is the situation. I have already finished all the follow-up work. Some candidates are unwilling to give up, but the situation is over. After staying in Beijing for a few days, they dispersed on their own." Lin Xiaofeng reported the situation in detail to Emperor Jingjiang in the Imperial Garden. The sunlight shone through the lush treetops, dappled on his resolute face, adding a bit of calmness to his temperament.

The garden was full of greenery, and the sound of birds chirping could be heard from time to time, as if accompanying the peaceful and harmonious atmosphere. Lin Xiaofeng told the story in detail, his voice deep and powerful, revealing an unquestionable confidence.

After hearing this, Emperor Jingjiang paused and looked at Lin Xiaofeng with a smile in his eyes, "This matter was indeed handled beautifully. I didn't expect you to have such a solution." His voice revealed his admiration and recognition for Lin Xiaofeng.

Lin Xiaofeng smiled slightly and said modestly: "This is nothing. Everything has a beginning but few can have an end. Besides, those scholars have their own selfish motives. Their impure purposes naturally cannot last long." There was a gleam of wisdom in his eyes, as if everything was under his control.

Emperor Jingjiang nodded in agreement: "Zhou Hong has worked diligently with me all his life. Since his son is willing to do good and work under you, you should remember to treat him well." His words were full of nostalgia for his old ministers and expectations for the new generation.

Lin Xiaofeng grinned, revealing a meaningful smile: "Don't worry about this. Lord Zhou is really smart and his son is not bad either. If he works under me, I guarantee that he will grow faster and become a pillar of the country as soon as possible." His tone was full of confidence and responsibility.

Emperor Jingjiang raised his eyebrows and smiled without comment. He knew Lin Xiaofeng's talent and ability very well, so he naturally trusted his words.

Changing the topic, Lin Xiaofeng asked, "I wonder what Your Majesty thinks of the situation in the black factory?" There was some concern and worry in his tone.

Emperor Jingjiang slowed down his pace, looked up and thought for a moment, "I think you are making a fuss about nothing. Scholars don't know the sufferings of the world. According to what you said, life in the factory seems to be good. I have seen worse. If we only focus on improving the treatment of the people, the factory is related to the lifeline of the railway. I am worried that this process will be delayed." His words revealed his careful consideration and weighing of state affairs.

Lin Xiaofeng sighed inwardly. It seemed that no matter how kind and loving this emperor was, he could not resist the temptation of building wonders and leaving a name for eternity. However, he also understood the worries and considerations of Emperor Jingjiang. After all, as a monarch, he needed to weigh all the pros and cons. So he nodded and said, "Your Majesty is wise. If you only try to improve the treatment of the people, it will indeed delay the progress of construction. But if you only favor the factory, they will sooner or later become worse. The court needs to strike a balance." His words were full of rational and objective analysis, and he also expressed his concern and sympathy for the people. "Now that this trend has emerged, the people are short-sighted and often only seek immediate benefits. Children of a few years old are sent to child labor in exchange for a meager income. For children, working in factories is quite dangerous. Not only does it waste their best years, but they may even become disabled in the future." At this point, his tone became a little excited. "In the future, factories will be built. If the situation spreads and expands, it will damage the national system. I suggest that the court should consider it early and legislate to restrict it." His words revealed his loyalty to the country and his sense of responsibility to the people.

Emperor Jingjiang frowned and thought for a moment before saying, "This is indeed a problem. What can a child of a few years old do? There is nothing better than squeezing someone out of their bones. Please draft a set of rules and submit them. Let's discuss this matter as soon as possible." His tone revealed the importance he attached to the problem and his trust in Lin Xiaofeng. "You came prepared today." He smiled and motioned Wang Jingwen to put away the memorial and asked about the prince's situation. "What about the prince? You told me that he has a deep understanding of the situation in the factory. Where is he if he is not in the palace recently?" His concern for the prince was beyond words, and he also had expectations for Lin Xiaofeng. "He is now exploring management methods." Lin Xiaofeng replied, "Your Highness believes that in Finding a balance between the factory and the workers is the key, so he decided to learn more about the factory's management methods. "His words were full of admiration and support for the prince, and he also expressed his expectations and visions for the future development of industry. "Now the situation has changed. In the future, there will be countless factories rising from the ground in Jingjiang. We need to master this new management method to meet future challenges." His eyes flashed with a firm light, as if he had seen the future prosperity. "Beilang University is still working on the transformation of steam engines. If the transformed steam engines are rolled out on a large scale in the future, the entire Jingjiang production process will be very different from the traditional methods. The coordination and cooperation will also present a brand new look. This is something the court has never experienced before. There is no precedent even for learning from history." His words were full of imagination and expectation for the future. At the same time, he also expressed his support and affirmation for the prince's exploration of management methods. "Now is the right time. We can start from the beginning to deeply understand and master the rules. So Your Highness asked me to take leave from Your Majesty. I may not be in the palace often. I will report to Your Majesty when things are clear." His words revealed his concern and support for the prince. At the same time, he hoped that Emperor Jingjiang could understand and agree with the prince's decision. "This can also be considered as experience." Emperor Jingjiang thought for a long time before speaking. His tone revealed Expectations for the prince and trust in Lin Xiaofeng "It's just like the emergence of hot weapons, and the war strategy also needs to be adjusted urgently, right?" His words were full of profound thoughts and strategic planning for the country's future. "Yes, that's right." Lin Xiaofeng nodded and agreed, "Well, let him go. When the late emperor was young, I and several other brothers also had experience outside. Going out for activities is not a big deal, and now I can't control him. But tell him to return to the palace on time. There are many reports in the palace now. I have copied a copy for him. Political affairs cannot be delayed." His words were full of concern and exhortations for the prince, and also expressed his importance and attention to national affairs. The two stopped in front of the pavilion. Emperor Jingjiang said, "I'm tired, sit with me." The two entered the pavilion. Emperor Jingjiang was about to open his mouth to ask some questions, but Lin Xiaofeng took out a small box from his arms and presented it to Emperor Jingjiang. "My son actually brought a gift to my father today." There was a bit of mystery and expectation in his tone.

Emperor Jingjiang took the box curiously, opened it and saw a golden watch inside. He couldn't help but laugh: "Why not give a gift for a festival? Open it and take a look." His words were full of ease and joy.

Lin Xiaofeng opened the box to reveal the golden object inside and explained, "This is not a pocket watch but a wristwatch. I will help you put it on." He helped Emperor Jingjiang put on the watch and adjusted the size. "This is really a good thing. It is more convenient to see the time." Emperor Jingjiang looked at the watch on his wrist and said in surprise, "Is this a product of Yangqu County again?" "No, it is not produced in Yangqu County but from a more distant place." Lin Xiaofeng shook his head and smiled, "However, the production methods and techniques have gradually been introduced to our country. I believe that in the near future, our country will also be able to independently produce such exquisite watches." His words were full of confidence and expectations for the future, and also expressed his concern and support for the development of the country's industry. "This is indeed a good thing. It is not only convenient and practical, but also extremely exquisite." Emperor Jingjiang raised his wrist to admire the golden dragon pattern and the dazzling diamonds on the watch and exclaimed, "I like this gift very much. If you have anything to tell me, just tell me directly." His words revealed his appreciation and trust for Lin Xiaofeng and he was also looking forward to what he was going to say next.

Lin Xiaofeng smiled slightly, secretly relieved. He knew the intelligence and sharpness of Emperor Jingjiang, so he didn't beat around the bush and said directly: "Your Majesty, I do have a favor to ask. Nowadays, the industry in Yangqu County is developing rapidly, but it also faces some challenges. I hope that the court can give more support and attention to promote the industry in Yangqu County to a higher level."

Upon hearing this, Emperor Jingjiang raised his eyebrows slightly, and after thinking for a moment, he said: "The industrial development of Yangqu County is indeed remarkable, and I have heard about it a long time ago. What are your specific ideas and plans? Why not tell me in detail."

Lin Xiaofeng nodded and began to elaborate on his plans and ideas. He talked about the current situation and future development direction of Yangqu County's industry, and put forward suggestions on strengthening technological innovation, cultivating talents, and optimizing the industrial structure. His words were full of love for Yangqu County's industry and his vision for the future.

Emperor Jingjiang listened with great interest and nodded in agreement from time to time. He knew the importance of industry to a country and saw the huge potential for industrial development in Yangqu County. Therefore, after listening to Lin Xiaofeng's report, he did not hesitate to express that he would give Yangqu County more support and attention.

Lin Xiaofeng was very excited to receive the recognition and support from Emperor Jingjiang. He knew that this was not only a recognition of his work, but also a great encouragement for the industrial development of Yangqu County. He secretly made up his mind to lead the people of Yangqu County to work together to push the industry of Yangqu County to a new height.

At this time, the sun shines through the clouds into the Imperial Garden, adding some warmth and color to this beautiful day. Lin Xiaofeng and Emperor Jingjiang continue to talk about national affairs and future development blueprints in the pavilion, and both of them are full of expectations and confidence for the future.

Lin Xiaofeng stood in the magnificent palace, but he was laughing secretly in his heart. He saw through the hearts of these dignitaries and knew that they could not resist the temptation of novelty and luxury. There was a smug smile on the corner of his mouth, as if he was laughing at the glitz and illusion of this palace.

He did not directly answer the question of Emperor Jingjiang, but said in a somewhat mysterious tone: "I have given this watch a brand name."

Emperor Jingjiang's curiosity was aroused, and he frowned and asked, "What's the name?"

"Labor, labor watch." Lin Xiaofeng slowly uttered the name, as if giving it special magic.

Emperor Jingjiang murmured, "What a strange name for labor force?" His brows were furrowed, obviously confused by the name.

Lin Xiaofeng pointed at the watch and explained with a smile: "The people and officials in Jingjiang love to work. They go to work on time, go to the fields on time, and work overtime on time. I hope that one day, they can all wear this watch, so that they can complete their work more punctually. As long as our people remain punctual and diligent, their lives will definitely get better and better. Therefore, I named this watch 'Labor Force'."

Emperor Jingjiang was deeply touched after hearing this. He suggested, "Well said, but I think a Rolex would be more elegant." Then he frowned slightly, as if thinking of something important. "However, I know pocket watches are expensive to begin with, so wouldn't the cost of this watch be even higher now?"

Lin Xiaofeng almost laughed out loud after hearing this. He quickly gathered his thoughts and replied, "Indeed, the gold watch on your Majesty's hand is priceless. Every part of the watch has taken countless hours and efforts of the top craftsmen to polish and design. However, although the watch is made with fine craftsmanship, it is still possible for us to achieve mass production."

He paused, then explained in detail: “You can see that the crown, dial, hands, and internal parts can all be produced quickly. Although these parts are delicate and complex, as long as we put aside the limitations of manual production and introduce mechanized production methods, it is possible to mass-produce this watch, thereby significantly reducing costs.”

Emperor Jingjiang couldn't help but wonder after hearing this: "How can such a delicate thing be produced so quickly?"

Lin Xiaofeng answered confidently: "In fact, if we put aside the luxurious decorations and only look at the basic functions of watches, the biggest cost of watches now is actually labor. However, we can use molds to press most of the parts on iron plates and then assemble them. In addition, we already have advanced equipment such as steam engines. We only need to make appropriate modifications to produce parts in large quantities, thereby realizing the rapid production of watches."

He went on to say, "As I mentioned earlier, future factories will all introduce steam engines to improve production methods. Now, a very small number of iron smelting and mining factories have begun to use steam engines, but most of them use outdated production methods. And most of these factories that have begun to use steam engines are industries controlled by large families in the court."

"It is almost impossible for ordinary wealthy private merchants to introduce steam engine equipment. You know, our steam engines are not only expensive, but also extremely expensive to maintain. This leads to two problems: first, the big families that already have steam engines will become more and more powerful, and may become a hidden danger to the country in the future; second, even if these big families are powerful, they cannot produce all the goods needed by the people. Private merchants are unable to introduce steam engine equipment due to lack of funds, which leads to the country's production capacity not being fully utilized."

Emperor Jingjiang frowned after hearing this: "This is indeed a big problem. However, you have gone through so much trouble, what exactly do you want to say?"

Lin Xiaofeng said seriously: "I want to say that the court should now actively support those wealthy businessmen who build factories and encourage more people to participate in market competition. Folk wisdom is endless, and I believe there must be many outstanding talents who cannot give full play to their talents due to limited conditions. If we can help them solve the funding problem, then they will definitely make a huge contribution to the development of the country."

"To this end, I have come up with a solution, which is to open a new type of money house, or more accurately, a bank."

"Bank? What's the difference between it and a money house?" Emperor Jingjiang asked in confusion, "What you are talking about is nothing more than lending. The current money houses can also lend money. Those merchants who are short of funds can go to the money houses to borrow money!"

Lin Xiaofeng patiently explained: "Your Majesty, you don't know that most of the money houses nowadays are established by individuals or large families, and the rules of each family are different. In addition, the interest rate is high, and borrowing is also very difficult. It is impossible for people who are not acquaintances or do not have a certain relationship to borrow money."

"Not to mention the situation at the imperial court, where the process is complicated and involves bribery and favors, which is difficult to supervise."

"In addition, the strength of the money houses themselves is far from enough. The bank we want to establish will use gold and silver as collateral for lending business. In other words, we will print as many silver bills as we have to attract people to save, and then lend the silver and money on a large scale to those in need."

"As long as Your Majesty is willing to support me, I have full confidence that I can successfully complete this task." Lin Xiaofeng expressed his determination calmly and forcefully, his eyes flashing with wisdom, as if he had seen the dawn of victory. He continued: "The bank I plan to establish will issue silver bills in the future. And I have an unwelcome request, hoping to use Your Majesty's face on the silver bill. We will use the most exquisite craftsmanship to ensure that Your Majesty's image is lifelike."

He paused and looked around, as if to deeply engrave this grand idea in the hearts of every listener. "Imagine, when the people see your majesty's face on the banknotes, they will surely rush to the bank and have full trust in our bank. More importantly, once the banknotes are widely circulated among the people, your majesty's honor will spread throughout the world and be deeply rooted in the hearts of the people."

Lin Xiaofeng's words were full of passion and expectation, as if he had already seen the beautiful future. "Think about the emperors in history. How many of the portraits they left behind are real? However, with the superb painting skills of our Dongda Academy of Fine Arts, we are able to present your Majesty's image realistically and vividly in the hearts of every citizen."

He looked at Emperor Jingjiang, his eyes gleaming with determination. "Your Majesty, this is an unprecedented opportunity. Your image will not only be a portrait, but will become a symbol in people's hearts, an object of their trust and admiration."

Emperor Jingjiang was deeply moved by Lin Xiaofeng's words, and his eyes flashed with expectation and hesitation. He naturally understood the rarity of this opportunity, but he was also worried that his image would be maliciously damaged.

Lin Xiaofeng saw his worry and comforted him softly, "Your Majesty, I understand your concerns. But please believe that more than 99% of the people in the world will respect and admire you. They will not do anything to damage your image. Moreover, we will take a series of measures to ensure the safety and dignity of the banknotes."

After listening to Lin Xiaofeng's words, Emperor Jingjiang's hesitation gradually dissipated. He took a deep breath and nodded firmly. "Okay! I will trust you this time. When I change the treasury stocks into silver and send it to you, you can start to do it. However, this matter is of great importance, you must be extremely cautious."

"Please rest assured, Your Majesty." Lin Xiaofeng bowed with a confident smile on his face.

At this moment, they were sitting in a teahouse. The teahouse was elegantly decorated and filled with the aroma of tea. The guests around were all wealthy businessmen and celebrities. They drank tea, chatted, and enjoyed this rare quiet time.

Lin Xiaofeng sat beside him in casual clothes, accompanied by his good friend Li Dexian. The two of them drank tea and chatted about the world's major and minor events. Next door was the Kyoto Stock Exchange, and the noise coming from there seemed to have nothing to do with them.

Suddenly, the guests in the teahouse turned their eyes to the high platform in front. It turned out that there was a man giving a speech there. This man was Liu Bangde, the richest man in Yangqu! He stood on the stage in brocade clothes and danced with his hands, talking about his business and success experience.

Lin Xiaofeng couldn't help but smile as he looked at Liu Bangde on the stage. This former partner of his has now become a world-renowned leader in the business world. He felt sincerely relieved and happy.

Li Dexian on the side seemed a little bored. He curled his lips and said, "Old Lin, did you bring me here just to watch him talk nonsense? I'm still busy over there."

Lin Xiaofeng glanced at him and said with a smile: "Please be patient, Your Highness. We are not only here to listen to Mr. Liu's speech, but more importantly, to observe the business opportunities and atmosphere here."

Li Dexian couldn't help but become interested after hearing this. He asked curiously, "Oh? So what business opportunities have you found?"

At this time, Liu Bangde on the stage was talking about his success experience with high spirits: "I am ashamed to say that I have talked so much. The original intention of everyone coming here today is that I heard that Liu has also started to get involved in railway-related industries and wanted to learn some experience to promote some cooperation."

He paused and continued, "Liu does not deny that although this is his first time to work in a railway production factory, he has already gained some experience. As the saying goes, "A master's skill is a master's skill. Building and selling houses and building factories are just different paths to the same end."

"I have summarized the concept of running a factory in nine words! Buy, buy, buy, combine, combine, combine! Those who are able to run a factory are naturally those with sufficient capital, so the scale of the factory must be large. If we don't have skilled workers who don't understand the production process, we can buy them! If we can't buy them, then we can cooperate and unite all related industries, and finally work together to form a stable structure."

As soon as Liu Bangde finished speaking, there was applause and cheers from the audience. The guests were all moved by his speech and expressed their approval and support.

Lin Xiaofeng couldn't help but applaud. He felt that Liu Bangde was indeed a far-sighted and courageous businessman. He looked at Li Dexian and said with a smile, "Your Highness, do you see this? This is where the business opportunity lies. The railway industry is a huge industrial chain involving many related industries and fields. If we can integrate these resources to form a stable industrial structure, then the business opportunities will be unlimited."

Li Dexian nodded and said thoughtfully: "I understand what you mean. It seems that we also need to find some partners to jointly develop this market."

The two smiled at each other and drank together. The atmosphere in the teahouse gradually became more heated and the guests were also excited. Liu Bangde on the stage continued to give his speech to bring more inspiration and thinking to the guests.

However, Lin Xiaofeng had deeper thoughts in his mind at this time. He not only saw the business opportunities brought by the railway industry, but also saw the social value and historical significance contained therein. He believed that as long as they worked hard to integrate resources and give full play to their respective advantages, they would be able to create a brand new era!

At the same time, Li Dexian showed a bitter look on his face. He shook his head and said, "Lao Lin, the project I am in charge of now is much more complicated than yours. I thought it would not be difficult to open a restaurant, but after taking over, I found that there were many problems."

Lin Xiaofeng put down the teacup and asked with concern: "Oh? What difficulties did your highness encounter? Why not tell me about it."

Li Dexian sighed and said, "First of all, there is the issue of food supply. I want to do business for the people, and I need a large amount of stable, high-quality and low-priced food. But now I can't find a stable food supply channel in Kyoto. Although those big restaurants have some channels, they are often out of stock, and I can't borrow their channels."

After listening to this, Lin Xiaofeng pondered for a moment and then said, "This problem is indeed tricky. However, Your Highness can consider starting from the source and cooperating directly with farmers to establish a stable supply relationship. Although this may take some time and energy to coordinate and negotiate, in the long run, this is a feasible solution."

Li Dexian's eyes lit up after hearing this, but then dimmed again: "Cooperating with farmers? That's easier said than done. They are scattered all over the place, and most of them lack the spirit of contract. What if they breach the contract?"

Lin Xiaofeng smiled and said, "This problem is not difficult to solve. We can sign a contract with them and set up some reward and punishment mechanisms to constrain them. At the same time, we can also provide some technical support and financial assistance to let them see the benefits of cooperating with us. In this way, the possibility of them breaching the contract will be greatly reduced."

After hearing this, Li Dexian couldn't help but give Lin Xiaofeng a thumbs up: "Old Lin, you still have a way! This way, my restaurant project will have hope!"

The two smiled at each other and continued to sip tea and chat. The Kyoto Stock Exchange next door was still as noisy as before, as if it had nothing to do with them.

"I know all this." Li Dexian held his forehead with one hand, and his eyes showed a trace of fatigue under his slightly wrinkled brows. He was in a magnificent hall, and the walls around him were carved with dragon and phoenix patterns, which looked majestic. Although he was in a wealthy place, his heart was not at peace.

"But I also think what you said about standardization makes sense." He sighed and looked out the window. Outside the window was a verdant garden with birds singing and flowers blooming, which was in sharp contrast to his mood. "These ingredients cannot be precisely controlled like steel, wood and bricks. The quality of the livestock and vegetables in the farmers' homes is uneven."

He recalled the meat he had tasted before, some were tender and juicy, leaving a lasting aftertaste, while others were dry and hard to chew, like chewing wax. This difference in quality troubled him deeply.

"When opening a restaurant, the quality of the food should be the core." He turned around and looked at Lin Xiaofeng beside him, with a firm light in his eyes. "If this problem is not solved, it will be difficult for our business to develop significantly."

After hearing this, Lin Xiaofeng smiled slightly, looked around calmly, and then whispered: "Your Highness, this problem is actually not difficult to solve. Our main product is hamburgers. After the meat is chopped into stuffing, who can tell whether it is good or bad? Sometimes when the supply is insufficient, we can add a little unwanted offal, and a little soy flour or something. After cooking, no one can tell the difference."

Li Dexian's eyes widened, looking at Lin Xiaofeng in disbelief. But Lin Xiaofeng continued to say nonchalantly, "And our meat patties need to be fried again. The frying pan is fried for three to five months. I guarantee that people will exclaim that it is so delicious that they will want to eat more after they finish it."

He paused, and then said, "As for the vegetables, it doesn't matter, just chop them into shreds and put them in. Don't forget our original intention. We do business to make the process run smoothly, not to haggle over every pound. Ordinary people can only eat meat for a few days. They usually eat steamed buns, pancakes, and clear soup noodles. Now there is cheap meat to eat, and it is fried. They will definitely think it tastes better and better."

Li Dexian frowned and said unhappily, "We can't feed the people junk food. What will happen if it's fried in a pot for three to five months?"

"You can add new oil. If you add oil every day, you will use new oil every day." Lin Xiaofeng said disapprovingly, "The scraped oil mud can be mixed into the bun filling. Wouldn't it be more fragrant?"

Li Dexian was speechless when he heard this. He couldn't understand Lin Xiaofeng's idea, but he had to admit that this might be an effective cost control technique. However, he could never accept this practice of selling inferior products as good ones.

"If people get fat, what will people say about us? Fast food nourishes people! The brand effect can be directly promoted." Lin Xiaofeng said proudly.

Li Dexian sighed helplessly. He knew that Lin Xiaofeng's statement might have some truth. But in this era, people's average life expectancy is still very short, and eating junk food may not be a big deal. However, he always sticks to his original intention and principles.

"I don't think your trick will work." He shook his head firmly, "It's totally inconsistent with my original intention. I want to do business with conscience. If they find out the truth, won't they scold me to death? How can you do this?"

Lin Xiaofeng said unhappily, "Whatever the conditions, what you do! As long as you keep the cost low enough and the price fair enough, the people will only blame themselves for their poor ability to resist the poison if they die from it! You set the standard too high, what if you can't get the job done?"

Li Dexian raised his eyebrows when he heard this. He could not accept Lin Xiaofeng's point of view. He always believed that doing business should focus on integrity and quality.

"Come on, I'll handle this myself. Don't give me any advice." He waved his hand and interrupted Lin Xiaofeng.

At this time, Liu Bangde's speech on the stage had reached a climax, and his voice became louder and louder: "Although merchants used to be a lowly profession, their status has been greatly improved under the wise governance of the court."

Li Dexian pointed at Liu Bangde on the stage and said to Lin Xiaofeng, "Let's get down to business. Why did you call me here today? Just to listen to his nonsense business talk?"

Liu Bangde's speech was coming to an end: "I sincerely advise you that whether a business can be successful or not, capital and ability are secondary. The most important thing is to have the determination to contribute to Jingjiang and the court. Our individual fate is linked to Jingjiang. Only when Jingjiang is good, can we be good!" (End of this chapter)