What, because of my son?
Lin Rusong's eyes lit up. Although he knew his son's salt was a bit too popular, he was still quite shocked to see it for himself.
What he never expected was that his son's business would cause such a stir in the entire Northern Liang City; it was simply too much of an exaggeration.
One business deal actually impacted an entire city!
He rubbed his hands together and whispered, "Is it profitable?"
"I don't know about that. We wouldn't dare covet the young master's things, otherwise His Highness would tear down my prefectural residence!" Huang Yuntao laughed.
He had been keeping an eye on the Crown Prince's news and was well aware of his Crown Prince's domineering nature. Such a person was not to be trifled with, or he would suffer greatly, even if he didn't die.
Forehead!
Lin Rusong glared at him irritably, then looked at his sworn brother, Wang Ziwen. He should know that Wang Ziwen had been in charge of Northern Liang City these past few days, right?
"Extremely profitable!"
Wang Ziwen glanced around and, seeing that no one was paying attention, whispered, "Based on the taxes paid by the young master, this salt business has probably earned him over two million strings of cash this month."
Holy crap!
Although Huang Yuntao was prepared, he still couldn't help but tear up.
What does it mean to earn over two million guan in just one month? Wouldn't that be incredible in a year?
"More than two million strings of cash?"
The Prince of Northern Liang couldn't help but gape, feeling as if he were surrounded by golden light. He had only one thought in his mind, "My son has become a lucky charm."
Seeing the two men's bewildered expressions, Wang Ziwen's eyes flashed with a smile, and she said quietly, "In fact, if it weren't for the young master's compassion for the people and his decision to sell the salt at a low price, he would probably have already made tens of millions of strings of cash!"
He knew perfectly well that the Crown Prince had an advantage that others didn't: the salt mining business was practically risk-free, with extremely low costs, which was the root of the exorbitant profits.
The Ran Clan is now filled with regret.
Tens of millions of strings of cash?
The two, who were still in shock, were completely dumbfounded; this was too terrifying.
Two million strings of cash a month is outrageous enough, but I never imagined the Crown Prince could earn over ten million strings a month. This is faster than robbery!
Lin Rusong couldn't help but swallow hard. His son was just too amazing. He had only been gone for a little over a month, yet he had already caused such a commotion.
He muttered to himself, "Those people said my son was good-for-nothing, but I think they're all blind! Earning over two million coins a month, who has that kind of ability!"
Even if Ran Zijin monopolized the grain, he wouldn't have such a large-scale operation.
Thinking of this, he immediately became smug. This is his son, he's just that capable and awesome. If this is considered incompetent, then everyone else is utterly useless.
"He's definitely blind!"
Hearing his words, Huang Yuntao couldn't help but nod inwardly. These people were blind, weren't they? The young master wasn't just ignorant; he was clearly a god of wealth descended to earth!
Putting aside other matters, when it comes to making money, the young master is incredibly skilled.
"Haha, Huang Yuntao, you have good taste!" Lin Rusong laughed.
kindness!
Wang Ziwen couldn't help but twitch her lips when she saw her smug old friend; she knew this old rascal would show off.
These days, every time Lin Yi gives Lin Rusong a gift, Lin Rusong writes a letter to him bragging about it. And now it's happening again; it seems he really can't escape this wave.
He chuckled dryly, "Old Lin, that's enough. Don't try to act innocent after getting the benefit. I'm not buying it!"
Damn it!
They even swore brotherhood, knowing full well I have no sons, yet they still did this in front of me. Their intentions are utterly despicable.
Hahaha!
Lin Rusong laughed heartily like a playful old man, waving his hand and saying, "I know you watched Yi'er grow up and treated him like your own son. Yi'er is practically your godson, and you deserve a share in his success!"
Wang Ziwen rolled her eyes, but then she thought about it and realized she did make a contribution.
This was something Huang Yuntao couldn't tolerate. He had no relation to the heir apparent. After all this time, he didn't even have a daughter, so he had lost the chance to become the heir apparent's father-in-law.
Sigh, looks like I'll have to start trying to conceive when I get back today; it has to be a daughter!
At this moment, Lin Rusong suddenly thought of a problem and sighed, "To be honest, I am the Prince of Northern Liang, and I have never seen so much money in my life!"
Upon hearing this, Wang Ziwen couldn't help but fall silent for a moment.
The Northern Liang has suffered greatly these past few years, constantly struggling to cover the shortfall in military pay. They have never seen so much cash before; it is an astronomical sum for the Prince of Northern Liang's Residence's finances.
He glanced at Huang Yuntao, then said quietly, "The young master has grown up now, things will be alright!"
Lin Rusong smiled but didn't say anything.
Huang Yuntao chuckled dryly, realizing that Wang Ziwen had clearly rejected him.
Just as the three of them reached the end of the street and were about to head back, they were drawn by a burst of cheers.
Following the sound, they found themselves at a teahouse surrounded by a large crowd, several layers deep. Seeing this, Lin Rusong immediately became interested.
The three of them squeezed through as well.
Pulling a young man aside, Lin Rusong asked curiously, "Young man, what's going on inside? Why is it so lively?"
"Haha, someone was talking about the Crown Prince's bloody battle in White Monkey County, it was really exciting!" the young man said subconsciously.
"Bloody Battle of White Monkey County?"
Upon hearing this, Lin Rusong's heart stirred. This must be the place that had inspired his son to resolve to suppress the bandits. He hadn't expected the news to have reached Northern Liang City, and that the people there would enjoy hearing it so much.
"Come on, let's go in and listen!"
This piqued his interest. This was a recounting of his son's achievements; he couldn't miss it.
Since the boss wanted to hear it, the other two naturally couldn't refuse, so they nodded and followed.
Snap!
The storyteller slammed his gavel and shouted, "Since the villagers enjoy listening, I will continue. Just give this old man some tea money when you hear something interesting!"
"Tell me quickly, I'm not short of money!"
"Speak quickly."
"Good!"
The storyteller took a sip of tea to moisten his throat and continued, "Last time we talked about how after the Crown Prince cleansed Northern Liang City, he was ordered to go to Xiliang Commandery. What kind of place is this Xiliang Commandery?"
"Bandits roamed the area so much that the local government couldn't suppress them all. The local people kept their doors tightly shut after sunset, afraid to go out. Even during the day, they only dared to go out in groups, otherwise they would be robbed."
"Then, when the young prince arrived in White Monkey County, he was stopped by a group of people."
ah!
Everyone was shocked. Could it be that the young master encountered bandits as soon as he entered Xiliang Commandery? Could the young master have been injured?