Fei Yun finally lost his temper. In the countryside, he was like a local emperor.
Even the township head gave him three cents of noodles.
Unexpectedly, He Lin, a brat, would look down on him over and over again.
Fei Yun raised his eyebrows and yelled: "He Lin, did I give you face? Do you believe that I demolished your house today?"
He Lin raised the corners of his mouth slightly and sneered disdainfully:
"You dare? Don't think that I don't know the laws of Dachu."
Because there is currently a shortage of men in Dachu, the laws of Dachu are extremely strict in protecting men.
If someone privately damages a man's house or field, the government will give them the maximum punishment.
This is why He Lin is not afraid of Fei Yun at all.
If Fei Yun was unreasonable, He Linke would have something to say in the government.
Fei Yun suddenly became angry when he heard He Lin's words.
He wanted to kill He Lin, but had he thought of a good way?
He could only grit his teeth and point at He Lin: "Okay, okay, just wait for me. I'll see how you live. Don't forget, you have to pay a head tax of 10,000 yuan at the end of the year. By then I won’t lend you a cent.”
After saying the harsh words, Fei Yun walked out of the yard and ran away in despair.
On the way home, Fei Yun was furious.
"How dare a mud-legged person talk to me like this? Don't let me catch you."
Seeing Fei Yun's anger, the servant next to him quickly said in a low voice:
"Master, He Lin's wings are really strong now."
Fei Yun was stunned for a moment and asked in confusion: "What do you mean?"
The servant said slowly: "He Lin recently came up with something called honeycomb briquette...um...what is it called?"
"Fuel." The person next to him said for him.
"Yes, yes," the servant shouted repeatedly, "It is this fuel that made He Lin a lot of money."
"It's not a lot of money, but a lump of briquettes worth twenty cents. He Lin has sold at least more than a thousand yuan."
"That's twenty taels of silver." The fat on Fei Yun's face jumped. "Is it gold that you bought?"
"That's right." The servants praised him one after another.
Fei Yun's pea-sized eyes narrowed slightly: "I just went to visit relatives for the past two days, but I actually said so many things?"
The followers all looked at each other with emotion in their eyes.
As for people, how can you say it accurately?
In the past, it was difficult for He Lin to even get a bite of food, but now he earns a fucking twenty taels of silver a day.
Who is this, who is not jealous?
Fei Yun rolled his eyes and made up his mind: "No, we must find out what this briquette is."
.....
He Lin didn't know yet that Fei Yun was already thinking about him.
He took a short rest in the room and then took Pi Xiaofeng to the market town again.
This time he brought another two thousand pieces of briquettes to the market town.
This is also a last resort, before others can work out the recipe for briquettes.
He must squeeze out the remaining value in the upper market.
Two thousand pieces in a market town may seem like a lot, but in fact they are like stones thrown into the sea.
Within half an hour, it was already sold out.
Two thousand pieces of briquettes were exchanged for nearly forty taels of silver, and He Lin returned home again.
This time, He Lin bought more than 20 kilograms of fat meat and about ten kilograms of wine and took them home.
He was going to make soap and create a new industrial chain again.
After local businessmen join the briquette business, He Lin can predict how low the unit price of briquettes will be in the market.
How little profit will there be.
At that time, unless automated factories appeared, He Lin's lavish labor costs alone would not be able to be earned back.
Therefore, it is very important and necessary to create another industrial chain.
Pi Xiaofeng didn't say much when he saw He Lin buying so much fat meat and bringing it home.
After all, now that the family has money, they can afford to eat fat meat.
Back home, He Lin boiled the fat and then burned the plant ashes he looked at.
It made the yard full of smoke.
Pi Xiaofeng asked in confusion: "Ms. sir, what are you doing?"
He Lin wiped the sweat from his forehead with his hand and said with a mysterious smile:
"Just wait and see, it's good stuff."
Seeing He Lin working so hard, Pi Xiaofeng took out a white handkerchief and took the initiative to wipe He Lin's sweat:
"My dear husband, I'm so lucky to you. I'm so useless that I can't even help you."
He Lin raised his eyebrows slightly and said comfortingly: "Madam, I don't allow you to talk about yourself like this. It's the best if you can stay with me."
The two flirted for a while, and He Lin continued working.
He Lin dissolved the plant ash in the water, connected the plant ash to the water, and set it aside.
In this realm, He Lin poured lard into the ash water of vegetation.
Pi Xiaofeng was so frightened that he screamed: "Ms. sir, what are you doing?"
The family is indeed rich now, earning nearly sixty taels of silver in one day.
But it shouldn’t be such a waste.
Pi Xiaofeng almost suffocated when he saw He Lin's actions.
The best lard is actually mixed with plant ash.
The crystal clear lard instantly turned black and could no longer be used.
He Lin was so frightened by Pi Xiaofeng that his heart skipped a beat:
"Madam, what are you so surprised about?"
Pi Xiaofeng moved He Lin's chest, his face turned red:
"Mr. Sir, it's just that your behavior was too shocking and I couldn't control it for a while."
He Lin couldn't laugh or cry, shook his head and said:
"Madam, just watch my husband's actions quietly."
He Lin added wine to the mixture of lard and plant ash, the approximate ratio is 1:1:2.
He used briquettes to cook the mixture for two cups of tea at a time.
Then He Lin added coarse salt mixed with water.
The process is complete.
Looking at the messy things in the basin, Pi Xiaofeng felt like crying.
The delicious lard was spoiled like this.
He Lin enthusiastically put the future soap aside and waited for it to solidify.
In this world, only aristocratic families can use soap, while ordinary families can only use saponin.
Even many people have never washed their bodies properly in their lives, and their hair...
The birth of soap will be the first shot of He Lin's business empire.
He Lin stood in front of the soap basin, grinning stupidly,
The corner of Pi Xiaofeng's mouth twitched slightly and he shook his head in disbelief:
"My husband must have gone crazy... But forget it, now that the family has money, my husband can do whatever he wants."
Near evening, Xi Zhihui came back with the girls.
Xi Zhihui reported the situation to He Lin.
The process of making briquettes is simple and workers have already learned it.
And one worker can make nearly 900 yuan a day.
Twenty-two workers cost 19,000 yuan a day.
In the absence of other merchants entering the market, He Lin could earn 396 taels of silver in just one day.
After excluding their day's wages, that's 2 taels and 2 cents.
This cost is almost unnecessary to calculate.
He Lin's eyes lit up slightly. He was going to use these days to completely squeeze out the economic value of the upper market.
