Regarding the matter of becoming a disciple, the second generation ancestor was somewhat repulsive at first.
But there is still some expectation in my heart.
After all, your husband is the most talented person in the south of the Yangtze River.
People who are nostalgic for romantic places like this. Although they are not that talented, they still have dreams. What if they see a ghost?
However, after a few days, the second generation ancestor couldn't stand it any longer.
Because in the past few days, his husband took him everywhere to see theaters, listen to music, and play polo, and he was more enthusiastic than him. He also picked out expensive things and never paid him.
Who the hell can hold on to this?
In the past, I didn't have enough money to spend alone, but now I have an additional ancestor, and the second-generation ancestor is almost crying.
"Sir, is it time for class today?"
Zhu Kang asked carefully.
If this scene were seen by people from Ning Prince's Mansion, their jaws would definitely be dropped. In just a few days, his eldest son has already taken the initiative to study? Qingfeng Shixian is indeed a Qingfeng Shixian.
Unfortunately, a certain talented man looked surprised: "Class? What class?"
"The play in the theater wasn't finished yesterday, was it? Let's go!"
Zhu Kang:......
No, am I the second-generation ancestor, or are you the second-generation ancestor?
I'm here to learn.
There has never been a moment when the second generation ancestor of Prince Ning's Mansion was so eager to learn.
Of course, it's not like he didn't learn anything. After someone got tired of playing, he would usually be thrown into the girls' school, where all the talented girls from the two major academies were.
Thinking of his mother, he felt pretty good. Maybe he could take one home?
These are not the ones he knew before. If they were really kidnapped, his mother would die of joy.
Um! At this moment, the second generation ancestor had a new goal.
Lin Bai didn't know what the second ancestor was thinking.
Not interested in knowing either.
There is a long-term meal ticket to follow, and I feel uncomfortable, teaching? Impossible, not possible in this life, to be born a soft rice king.
If you really can’t say it, gender is actually...
Bah bah bah! !
What are you thinking about? This is the final bottom line. You can't let it go. You can't let it go to waste.
Lin Bai quickly cleared away the distracting thoughts in his mind. Thinking of the three beautiful ladies, he suddenly felt restless.
Back home, the Iron Lady unexpectedly returned.
"Why is it so early today?"
Lin Bai greeted him with a smile.
Su Mingyue noticed something was wrong in her husband's eyes, her expression tightened, and she said: "I'm not the third child yet. He said that he has exhausted me these past few days because of the Zuixian Tower. He insisted on letting me come back early to rest. I couldn't help it, so I had to... …”
"You really deserve a good rest."
Lin Bai smiled and put his arms around the Iron Lady.
Su Mingyue suddenly blushed and stared with her big eyes, as if to say: Husband, it's still broad daylight.
Lin Bai gave her a look in return: Madam, what happened during the day? Why are you reading that poem?
All right!
Someone finally held back. The key was that it would be evening.
The arrogant girl and the little fairy are coming back soon. It would be terrible if they find something like that when they come back.
It damages your husband’s image as a gentleman.
"Uncle, Song Ping and Song An are here."
At this time, He Erhui reported.
Song Ping and Song An both came from the Song family and were carefully selected by the little goblin. Not only were they reliable, they had also sold salt together with Song Qianshan in the early years, so they had some experience.
After the salt introduction was confirmed, Lin Bai sent the two men to the salt factory to deal with related matters.
There should be some news at this time.
"I've met my uncle, madam."
Song Ping and Song An both looked very stable and saluted to them.
There was still admiration in his eyes.
After all, my uncle has a good reputation and is able to do things for him. Many people in the Song family have red eyes with envy.
Lin Bai nodded, "No need to be polite, how's it going over there?"
Song Ping said: "Back to my aunt, everything is ready-made, just reopen it. The salt factory has already produced the first batch of snow salt and ordinary fine salt."
Snow salt and fine salt are the grades classified by Lindbergh.
As the name suggests, snow salt is table salt that is as pure as snow without any impurities. It is considered a high-end product and is intended to be sold to dignitaries.
Ordinary fine salt is relatively inferior, but even so, it is still much better than the salt on the market today.
In fact, there is not much difference between the two salts.
The reason for doing this is, of course, to make money from dignitaries, and secondly, to create an illusion to the outside world that these salts are natural and not purified later.
If it were all snow salt, any fool would know something was wrong.
In reality, both mineral salt and sea salt are good or bad, so...
Moreover, Prince Ning’s Mansion cannot be allowed to think that snow salt is easy to obtain, and the trump cards that should be kept must be kept.
In the end, this is also a hole that Lin Bai has dug. It depends on whether the Liu family will jump out of it.
"very good!"
Lin Bai nodded, "You must personally control the salt production plant and keep it strictly confidential. It should be listed on the market in a few days..."
After the two left, the proud girl and the little fairy came back one after another.
The four of them were sitting at the dinner table.
This has become a rare and beautiful time for the four of us to get together in a day. Next, salt will be on the market again. I am afraid that such a time...
no!
The family business is getting bigger and bigger, and if this continues, the three beautiful ladies will die of exhaustion.
Although the soft rice tastes delicious, it hurts my wife.
Lin Bai decided to hold a meeting for the three girls, so that they could learn to let go, not to do everything by themselves, and to hand over all unnecessary things to the people below.
But the three women seemed a little confused.
No! To be precise, the three women attach great importance to their current life, cherish it very much, and work hard to manage it, no matter how tired they are, it doesn't matter.
This was so fucked up that Lin Bai had no choice but to resort to a trick.
"What will you do if you get pregnant someday?"
The three girls' pretty faces turned red.
I was speechless and speechless.
Song Qianqian mustered up her courage and said, "Even if the eldest sister and the second sister are really pregnant, there will still be me..."
Lin Bai looked at the little goblin with a wicked smile, blinked and said, "Are you deliberately reminding your husband of something?"
The little goblin's pretty face instantly turned red to her ears, and she retorted: "I...I didn't."
"she has!"
The Iron Lady and the Arrogant Lady covered their mouths and chuckled, then ran away together.
The little goblin was a little at a loss, "I, I..."
Lin Bai had a wicked smile on his face, leaned into her ear and said, "Pretending to be very similar!"
"I……"
Lin Bai continued: "Do you know why Mr. Dao didn't come to see you? Because I just want to see if our third child is in a hurry."
"You..." The little goblin's pretty face turned even redder.
But then he was picked up by Lin Bai.
"..."
"Husband, do you dislike me that I am not as beautiful as my eldest sister and not as talented as my second sister?"
"how come!"
"Liar, then why do you look for them every day and not me?"
"Didn't my husband say it, and my husband has poems to prove it: Beauty is valuable, and talented women are worth more. If a rich woman is around, both can be thrown away."
"Pfft!! What kind of bad poem is this? Be careful that the eldest sister and the second sister will cause trouble for you."
"Isn't this poem good?"
"not good!"
"I understand, it turns out that the third child in our family likes to listen to that kind of poetry."
"No."
"Did I say which one?"
"You...kekeke!! Husband, you are so bad..."
"My husband will let you try something worse later."
"Hate!"
"..."
