"Mr. Su, take a look at this." Lin Miao instructed, and Lianxin fetched a stack of paper from the study.
"Brewing alcohol?"
Su Chen glanced at the content on the paper and exclaid in surprise, "Brother, you even understand brewing?"
"Just a bit. This is a thod I figured out on my own. Mr. Su, you might want to take it back and try it out. If it works, I’ll take a 30% share. From then on, all alcohol for Huaye Tower will be supplied by the Su Family." Lin Miao smiled gently.
"Alright, I accept it." Su Chen agreed without a second thought; Lin Miao handed Su Chen the traditional brewing thod for yellow wine.
The thod is quite intricate and ti-consuming. Even if the Su Family manages to brew the wine, it would be two years later.
Almost around the ti of his wedding to Sun Youwei.
It might co in handy.
Of course, for his wedding, he plans to brew the wine himself, naturally not needing the Su Family’s supply. This alcohol business shared with the Su Family is a way to diversify investnt and collaboratively bear risk.
Apart from horse breeding, the Su Family doesn’t have many backbone industries. Although they dabble in various fields, it’s mostly small-scale and lacks risk resistance.
Of course, the Su Family has been trying to change this situation over the years, but with little success. Many tis, entering a new industry requires more than just pouring money in to make it big and strong.
Besides, so industries are already occupied. Wanting to enter and take a share would hardly be welcod by others.
Only by finding a new track can it work.
Lin Miao faces similar challenges. The glass boom is temporary; once it proliferates, it loses value.
The next target is earning money from won. Yes, anyone who has read transmigration novels knows about mirrors.
Won who love beauty can’t do without a mirror, and despite being durable, copper mirrors don’t match glass mirrors in other aspects.
Once mirrors are made, future sustained profits would be much richer than rely selling glassware.
This is why Lin Miao must relocate the glazed workshop to Li Hen City.
Then there’s sugar, another lucrative industry, and the Lin Clan currently only needs to focus on these two well. Too much greed can lead to trouble.
Others can be tackled if possible, and if not, handled later. Money in this world can’t be hoarded indefinitely, and life is long enough.
He’s not even twenty yet.
"My father asked to tell you he wants to hire you as an advisor for our Su Family’s Horse Field. What’s your opinion?" Su Chen asked, "We’ll offer a ten thousand taels annual consulting fee."
Lin Miao smiled, knowing the Su Family wished to bind him, and he didn’t oppose: "Consulting is fine, but skip the ten thousand taels fee. I estimate I won’t visit the Horse Field even once a year."
"How could I agree to that?"
"If you’re embarrassed, send a few good horses later. Let’s not ntion the consulting fee again," Lin Miao directly refused.
"Alright, I’ll personally pick several fine horses for you!" Su Chen felt warm inside; after all, Lin Miao saved the Su Family, and a yearly ten thousand taels consulting fee is far from expensive. But he wants nothing; this clearly is for Su Chen’s sake.
"Huaye Tower is running a trial opening. Stay and have dinner with us," Lin Miao invited.
"Sure, it’s been ages since I had a al at your residence, I’ve missed it dearly. How about handing over Star-Picking Tower’s kitchen to Huaye Tower for operation, while we only manage accommodation?"
"Outsourcing the operation?" Lin Miao hadn’t expected Su Chen to have such a contemporary business mindset, coming up with this approach.
"Not possible yet; the chefs and staff we train internally aren’t enough for ourselves. However, you can separate Star-Picking Tower’s kitchen, rge it with our Huaye Tower’s kitchen, and then we’ll provide unified training before they start working, and diversify operations. How does that sound?"
"Implenting that could be challenging; I can make decisions for Dongshan Prefecture’s Star-Picking Tower, but the others are tough to handle; they’re managed by others." Su Chen found it difficult.
"Then let’s test it with the Dongshan’s Star-Picking Tower first, and if it doesn’t work, we’ll reconsider." Lin Miao suggested.
"Aren’t you afraid of them learning your unique dishes?"
"Dishes need constant innovation; how much they learn depends on their skill. Without competition, how can one improve? As long as it’s delicious, business naturally flourishes. I can’t possibly monopolize all business, can I?" Lin Miao didn’t mind.
"There’s another matter, but looks like I needn’t ask now, there’s already an answer." Su Chen glanced at Lianxin while speaking.
From the mont Su Chen arrived, Lianxin’s gaze hadn’t strayed from Lin Miao, with such gentle affection that it could lt a person.
Even a fool could see that Lianxin’s heart had long been set on Lin Miao. If Lianxin is like that, Liansuo must be similar.
The two sisters share a bond and grew up together; due to special sensory issues, they can only marry the sa person, otherwise there’ll be many troubles.
From the diffuse eyebrow hairs, it’s apparent that Lianxin is no longer a maiden. In Lin’s residence, aside from Lin Miao, who else could claim her?
Lin Miao naturally understood the implication in Su Chen’s words; he had already discussed with Bai Feng about this. If Lianxin and Liansuo wish to stay with him, of course, he’d treat them well.
Thinking of his own sister made Su Chen slightly worried; the young girl had been spoiled to be unruly and difficult. He wondered who would dare take her in the future.
...
"Dong Fei, take Mr. Su to the Star-Picking Tower and hand him over to Mr. Bai before coming back, rember this." Su Chen had drunk a little too much in the evening, and he insisted on going back. Lin Miao had no choice but to arrange for Dong Fei to drive him back to the Star-Picking Tower.
He also quietly let Liansuo follow in secret to escort him for a while.
Bathing with the assistance of Lianxin, Lin Miao finally understood the thought of "why a king would be reluctant to attend early court sessions."
With such a life, who would still want to get up early to attend court and work?
However, he still had enough self-control to not be indulged by beauty. Getting up early, grooming and dressing properly, today he was going to the Xinglin Institute dical Bureau to et Wen Ruyu, and he had to dress more formally.
This is a formal occasion, so he couldn’t be careless. Being too casual would break the rules, which wouldn’t be good.
Liansuo accompanied, with Dong Fei driving.
After having breakfast, Lin Miao headed to the Xinglin Institute.
Wen Ruyu had also gotten up early, grooming and dressing ticulously, with his hair neat and his official robe perfectly ironed, and he put on new official boots.
Everything was extrely precise and ticulous, even more tense than when eting his ntor.
Even though it was him who was being visited by the head of the dical Bureau, he felt sowhat like a nervous son-in-law eting his in-laws for the first ti.
In a way, it was true, and in another not quite.
He was interested in Xia Zhu, but he also knew the other party was engaged. Breaking soone else’s engagent was sothing a traditionally educated Wen Ruyu couldn’t do, yet he could see that Xia Zhu didn’t like her fiancé, and the engagent was just due to family pressure.
Therefore, he hoped Xia Zhu could peacefully cancel the engagent with the other party, but he couldn’t bring himself to say it outright, as that would change the nature of things.
And the only person who could persuade Xia Zhu to change her mind, besides her parents, would now be her little master, Lin Miao.
His appointnt to Dongshan City was largely due to Lin Miao. Before coming here, he had high expectations, but he doubted a physician from such a small place could have much ability, thinking that the fa could be exaggerated—it’s not uncommon in the world of fa and fortune.
Even the famous Wan Bin and Sun He, with their trendous reputation among the people, at least have so exaggerations mixed in. Maybe Lin Miao is the sa.
Dongshan Prefecture seemingly created a god for political achievents, gathering all its power to do so.
Of course, he didn’t deny the profound contents of Lin Miao’s "dical Three Character Classics" and "Lin’s Pulse Study Notes." Otherwise, even his teacher wouldn’t admire and praise them, but he internally believed it was the result of collective wisdom.
He didn’t think a 17- or 18-year-old could write such profound dical works.
This simply defies common sense.
However, after arriving in Dongshan, he discovered that in Dongshan City, most people in the dical world had no connection with Lin Miao.
Only a few had a good relationship with him, especially, he had deep conflicts with the Dongshan dical Association.
The dical Master Association’s suppression of him could be said to be unscrupulous, having attempted to destroy him several tis, and if it weren’t for his true talents and ans to turn dangers into safety, there would be no such person in the world now.
The so-called collective wisdom didn’t exist at all.
He even learned from Mr. Sang that Xia Zhu’s father, Xia Yuan, initially wanted to have Lin Miao send the "dical Three Character Classics" to the Imperial Pharmacy in the na of the Dongshan dical Bureau, but Lin Miao refused, fearing offending his colleagues in Dongshan Prefecture.
Otherwise, Wan Bin wouldn’t have gotten the credit.
Lin Miao nearly ousted the Ye Family’s genius, Ye Xizhao, from the top spot in the dical examination, and applied for the "Path to Sainthood" trial. With Ye Xizhao’s mysterious death, being the leader of Dongshan’s dical world, Ye Xizhao’s father, Ye Shengyuan, spared no effort to suppress him...
But even so, they couldn’t stop his rising montum, gradually becoming known among the people of Dongshan as "Mr. Lin."
To be spontaneously given the title of "saint" by the people is not an ordinary honor. No one can self-declare as "a master of dicine"; only by gaining others’ recognition can it be genuine.
Fortunately, Lin Miao wasn’t in Dongshan, and Wen Ruyu didn’t have direct contact with Lin Miao first, but rather beca acquainted with Xia Zhu.
Xia Zhu was Lin Miao’s eldest disciple and currently his only disciple. For Wen Ruyu to understand Lin Miao, it was natural to start with Xia Zhu.
Upon interaction, he inevitably saw Xia Zhu’s class notes. These notes were all essence; many things weren’t found in the "Lin’s Pulse Study Notes" and "Lin’s dical Case Collection." Though the knowledge points were scattered, Wen Ruyu, being knowledgeable, imdiately recognized their value.
So he kept pestering Xia Zhu to borrow the notes, but Xia Zhu naturally refused. After all, this was her master’s learning, and she couldn’t show it to others without permission.
Even though Lin Miao never explicitly disallowed teaching others, teaching without asking would be a kind of betrayal, so she put everything away, not giving Wen Ruyu a chance.
Nevertheless, Wen Ruyu truly had talents and was particularly eager to learn. After all, being the closed-door disciple of a national hands master, without so skills, the master wouldn’t have admitted him. Under the pretext of discussing dical skills, he even went to Yongning Hall to consult patients directly.
Although Xia Zhu hadn’t passed the dical examination and didn’t have a practicing certificate, she had followed Lin Miao and seen over ten thousand cases. Many common diseases, just by feeling the pulse and glancing, she would know what dicine to use. Whenever Wen Ruyu’s prescription ca to her counter for dication, she couldn’t help but check the patient herself, and if sothing seed off, she’d definitely confront him about it.
With this back-and-forth, Wen Ruyu was thoroughly convinced.
If the disciple taught was this remarkable, then what about the teacher himself? Wouldn’t he be even more outstanding?
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