When the shopkeeper saw this person, his face was solemn, and he immediately stood up from behind the counter, greeted him with a smile, "Brother Zhang is really good at telling jokes, if you burn down my silk and satin shop, you won't get any money." Alright?" After that, he laughed heartily.

It turned out that the shopkeeper's surname was Su, and his name was Su Mu; the person who came in behind was named Zhang, and his name was Zhang Shiliang, both of whom were fabric merchants.

Zhang Shiliang said: "Who told you a joke, Brother Su, if you don't give me the money for the goods today, I will really burn down your silk and satin shop."

Su Mu came out from behind the counter, smiled all over his face, and said, "It's not that I don't give you the money for the goods. When we bought the goods, we agreed that I can only give you the money if your goods are sold. Now You haven't sold the goods, how can I give you the money for the goods?"

Zhang Shiliang sneered, "Where's my goods?"

Su Mu walked to a batch of cotton cloth, flipped the top cloth aside to reveal the box below, opened it, pointed inside and said, "Look, aren't all your goods here?"

Zhang Shiliang said angrily: "You put all my goods in boxes, how can you sell them!"

Su Mu said helplessly: "Brother Zhang, I didn't mean to put your goods at the bottom of the box. You can ask a few old masters to ask if I put your goods on the top at the beginning, but I didn't." What to do, your products are not as good as foreigners’, and the price is higher than foreigners’, so how can there be customers to buy your products!”

Zhang Shiliang waved his hands and said, "Then I don't care, you have to pay me for the goods today!"

Seeing Zhang Shiliang start to play tricks, Su Mao put his face down and said, "I don't have any money, you take your goods!"

Zhang Shiliang threw the folding fan in his hand to the ground, and with a "click", the fan bones broke into several pieces. He reached out and took out the flint and fire sickle from his sleeve. It's all over, Zhang Shiliang said: "If you don't give me money today, ask the flint and scythe in my hand if I agree!"

Guan'er whispered to Lin Yuan on the side: "You take care of this man, he is too unreasonable."

Unexpectedly, Guan'er's words were overheard by Zhang Shiliang. He turned his head and saw that it was a little girl who was speaking, and said with a sneer, "You little doll, you know what the reason is. This batch of goods is just a piece of rope. The silkworm farmers who raise silkworms , the female silk reeler, the embroiderer who weaves the cloth, and the porter who carries the burden, these people are all grasshoppers on this rope, and the payment for the goods is the knife for cutting the rope. If there is no such payment, there will be hundreds of pieces on this rope You will starve to death!"

Zhang Shiliang changed his tone, and said viciously: "These people are my fellow villagers, and they are waiting for me to get the money back every day. If I don't get the money back, I won't have the face to stay at home!" He slapped himself hard on the face, and said with a strange smile: "Did you see, I don't even have a face, so what's the point?"

Guan'er had never been so angry by a stranger before, she was so frightened that she burst into tears, Zhang Shiliang saw that she was scared to tears, his face was full of shame, Lin Yuan gently hugged Guan'er in his arms, comforted her. After a while, he stood up and smiled at Zhang Shiliang: "You put down the fire first, how much is your goods worth?"

Su Mao replied, "It's worth 5000 taels of silver."

Lin Yuan smiled and said, "Okay, I'll give you the money, and if you give me the goods, I've bought them."

Seeing Lin Yuan's ordinary clothes, Zhang Shiliang couldn't help but ask, "Looking at how you're dressed, you probably don't have as much money in your pocket as I do?"

Lin Yuan looked at Guan'er and asked, "Do you have enough silver for 5000 taels?"

Twelve taels is one catty, and 5000 taels is five hundred catties. Even a strong man can't lift this weight. Guan'er laughed "puchi" and said, "It's too heavy, I can't lift it."

Lin Yuan nodded and said to Zhang Shiliang, "Come on, pick it up at my house."

Zhang Shiliang looked at Lin Yuan's confident look, he didn't seem to be lying to him, so he put away the flint and scythe, and said, "Let's just trust you."

Lin Yuan took Guan'er home, Zhang Shiliang followed behind without saying a word, and arrived at the gate of the mansion in a blink of an eye. In order to keep it secret, Lin Yuan didn't ask someone to write the word "Lin Fu" on the door, so Zhang Shiliang He didn't know that this was Lin Yuan's mansion.

Lin Yuan stepped forward and slapped the door knocker, Zhang Shiliang thought: "This mansion has extraordinary appearance, it must be lived by a prince, can this man call the door open?"

Liu San had already gone to bed at this time, and after seeing Lin Yuan, he put aside the matter of Bing Jing Yinzi, so he could sleep soundly. The guy who opened the door was a servant, and when he saw Lin Yuan, he hurriedly knelt down and kowtowed loudly. Zhang Shiliang was dumbfounded by saying "Greetings to Mr. Lin!", could it be that this person is Lin Yuan?

Lin Yuan called Zhang Shiliang into the living room, and Zhang Shiliang asked in surprise, "Are you really Master Lin?"

Lin Yuan smiled and said, "Can there still be fakes?"

Zhang Shiliang asked: "Then why did you buy the villain's satin?"

Lin Yuan didn't answer, but asked, "Do you know why your silks cannot be sold to foreigners?"

Zhang Shiliang lifted his skirt and knelt down, and said, "Please tell me clearly, my lord!"

Lin Yuan smiled and said: "Your silkworm eggs are not as good as foreigners', so the quality is not as good as foreigners'; the silk reeling technology is not as good as foreigners', so your cost is not as low as foreigners'."

Zhang Shiliang was at a loss for words for a moment, and Lin Yuan continued, "Listen to you, do you run a silk factory, where you collect silkworms from silkworm farmers, hire female workers to reel the silk, and find someone to weave the silk into fabrics."

Zhang Shiliang exclaimed: "Exactly! My lord is really good at predicting things!"

Lin Yuan waved his hand and said with a smile: "It's nothing, my money is considered as your share, and I don't want your profit. I will help you improve the craftsmanship and let you drive away all the foreigner's fabrics."

When Zhang Shiliang heard this, he left his seat and knelt down, kowtowed to the ground, and said, "It would be great to be able to do this! I am so grateful!"

It turned out that Lin Yuan knew that in this era, China's backwardness is backward in all aspects, not only in heavy industry, but also in light industry and even agriculture. The silk industry is an important part of the textile industry. It is necessary to change the face of China. , this textile industry must improve.

Lin Yuan looked at his watch and said with a smile, "Take the silver and go back, and come to me in the evening." After speaking, Lin Yuan turned around and came out, changed his clothes, and rushed to the Huangji Hall in the Forbidden City.

During the reigns of Kangxi and Qianlong, Huangji Hall once held a few banquets for thousands of elders, that is, to entertain old birthday stars in the main hall. Being able to hold a banquet here is enough to show that the highest level attaches great importance to Lin Yuan.

When Lin Yuan arrived, the banquet hadn’t started yet, and all the ministers were waiting in the side hall. Lin Yuan saw many people chatting in small groups, and he didn’t know a few people, so he had to stand aside. There was a young eunuch standing beside him, Lin Yuan pointed to the group of ministers and asked, "Do you know all these people?"

The little eunuch replied cautiously: "My lord, I don't know everyone."

Lin Yuan remembered the people Li Jingfang had told him about, so he asked them one by one. Those people were all high-ranking and powerful people. Of course, the little eunuch knew each other, so he answered Lin Yuan one by one, and Lin Yuan kept them in mind. At this moment, Lin Yuan saw the people in the hall rushing towards the door like a tide.

Lin Yuan thought about looking at the door, only to see an old man with gray hair and white beard walking in while bowing his hands to everyone. Lin Yuan recognized this person, he was Weng Tonghe.

Lin Yuan thought to himself: "Li Jingfang said that he is very dissatisfied with me, why don't you take advantage of this time to find out." So Lin Yuan stepped forward, and was about to salute, but Weng Tonghe snorted coldly, flicked his sleeve, and threw Lin Yuan away. Throw it away on the spot.

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