Zhutian: Starting from the Space-Time Merchant

Chapter 119 Eating the instructor's food! Wearing the instructor's clothes! Taking the instructor's salary!
"People always misunderstand us."

The drunken eunuch, his face flushed, held a wine glass and swayed his head, complaining, "They always say we're greedy."

He raised his hand, put his arm around the woman pouring wine beside him, and laughed heartily.

"Actually, we are not only greedy for money, but also for beautiful women~~~"

Without a doubt, this is an industry self-inflicted wound.

It was revealed by a seasoned industry insider.

Actually, think about it.

They simply lost their tools, they didn't become two chairs.

Correspondingly, losing the tools only made them more agitated.

Lin Dao picked up his wine glass, a thought suddenly occurring to him.

He beckoned the madam over and said, "From today onwards, all of Mr. Zhang's expenses here will be recorded in my account."

"Don't worry about spending money, I'll pay whatever the bill is."

Of course we'll accept it. Anyway, when your behind-the-scenes boss, the Marquis of Xincheng, confiscates your property, we'll take it all back with interest.

"Young Master Lin."

The madam initially agreed, then proceeded to complain and joke at the same time, "You've taken my good daughter away. I wonder if she's doing well or not now."

"These things," Lin Dao took a breath and glanced at her, "don't mention them again."

"Yes, yes, yes." The madam, having recovered her senses, slapped her own mouth repeatedly. "I was just talking nonsense. I really deserve to be hit for this mouth."

I've finally escaped this sea of ​​suffering, I'm overjoyed, why bring it up again here!

"Young Master Lin," the madam hurriedly said, getting down to business, "The young master has already returned Dong's indenture."

She dared not say anything more about her daughter. "The young master asked me to pass on a message to you."

"I would like to invite you to a banquet at the Earl's residence."

"I'll pass on the banquet; I've been quite busy lately." Lin Dao's heart stirred. "I understand what he means."

"Please tell him that consignment sales are out of the question. But as long as the money and goods are in place, I will give him priority in supplying whatever quantity he wants to buy."

Jubaolou's business is getting better and better.

The main source of business now is no longer customers buying goods in the store.

Instead, it was the wealthy merchants from all over Jiangnan who worked tirelessly to wholesale goods and then resell them to various regions.

It has even been heard that Jubaolou's goods have appeared in Lingnan, Liaodong and other places, and have been highly praised.

Undoubtedly, more and more people are envious of his business.

Those who ask for exorbitant prices are trying to monopolize the distribution.

They were given all the goods at low prices, and then they resold them at a higher price.

In other words, Lin Dao got in touch with the garrison eunuch and had the garrison eunuch's backing.

Otherwise, they would have been unable to withstand the pressure from Qian Qianyi and Ruan Dacheng alone.

The nobles and gentry of the late Ming Dynasty were truly ruthless and ruthless.

Want to grow big and strong without any background or connections?
Go home and dream about it!

On the way back to Jubaolou, Lin Dao, sitting in the carriage, closed his eyes and patted his legs.

"We need to speed up the training."

"These powerful and wealthy people who exploit others will probably not be able to tolerate this for much longer."

"What's that saying online? 'Eat the best food, wear the best clothes, take the best things.'"

Inside and outside the Jubao Building, glass lamps were hung everywhere.

Even within the bustling city of Jinling, it is a unique sight.

The surrounding area was filled with idle people, who were excitedly watching the rare bright lights under the night sky.

As the owner, Lin Dao naturally entered through the main entrance.

As soon as I got off the car, I saw that the area outside the gate was full of people.

They weren't just bystanders watching the spectacle, but rather burly men with slanted eyebrows and open shirts.

Each of them had a fierce look on their face, and various knives, axes and chains were tied to their waists. They were scattered in groups and gathered in their own places.

The people dared not approach, their faces filled with fear.

Lin Daoxian frowned, then relaxed.

His gaze swept over the group of people who were pretending to be fierce, and he stepped into the store.

Seeing him return, Tian Wen breathed a sigh of relief.

He hurried forward and said, "Master, you're finally back."

Lin Dao glanced at him but didn't say anything.

"The leaders of several major gangs in the city have all come today, saying they want to invest in our business."

"They're all waiting in the back hall right now."

Lin Dao raised his hand and rubbed his temples.

Upset.

I'm busy with important matters concerning the country and the world all day long, yet I still have to worry about these trivial matters that come my way.

These urban scoundrels are all experts at bullying the common people; they are veritable ravenous monsters.

But compared to the beggar-turned-hero, he's nothing.

If they were in Yonghe Time and Space, they would be incredibly lucky to even catch a glimpse of Liu Hu from afar.

"My boss."

Tian Wen's words were hurried: "We'd better send a report to Yingtian Prefecture immediately and find some yamen runners!"

Lin Dao ignored him and strode straight toward the back hall.

Six people sat in two rows inside the hall, drinking tea.

The younger ones, with fierce expressions, crossed their legs on chairs, as if they wanted everyone to see their ruthlessness.

The older ones, with a hint of a smile, sipped their tea with their eyes half-closed.

Upon seeing Lin Dao enter, everyone made a move.

They either mustered their courage or grinned and showed a smile.

But Lin Dao completely ignored him.

His gaze swept over the crowd, and he asked directly, "Whose territory is this at the street corner?"

A burly man, bare-chested and with a fierce tiger's head tattooed on his chest, stood up and said, "Master Lin, I am the leader of the Black Tiger Gang, Tiger Descending the Mountain."

"You," Lin Dao pointed to the remaining five people, "whoever can destroy the Black Tiger Society, I will reward them with ten thousand taels of silver."

The hall fell silent instantly.

They had all agreed to come and take advantage of the situation, but this Mr. Lin was unpredictable.

"Too little?"

Lin Dao frowned slightly. "Then it's twenty thousand taels!"

When Yonghe Time and Space encounters trouble, they simply send the Beggar Army to crush it.

In the Chongzhen era, the newly trained troops are not yet ready to be used, so let's throw money at them.

Backed by the forest road that produces tens of thousands of tons of silver Cthulhu annually, he is a true super-rich person in this world.

"You!" the tiger roared in fury. "You're asking for death!"

Lin Dao completely ignored him, saying, "Whoever can kill him now will receive a reward of five thousand taels of silver immediately."

These people all say that these desperate criminals who live on the edge are only after wealth and status.

They don't believe what others say.

That's five thousand taels, not five thousand coins!

But the man in front of them, Master Lin, was known for his generosity and always kept his word.

The fact that a group of craftsmen could earn a reward of five thousand taels of silver for repairing his shop had already spread throughout Jinling City.

That’s five thousand taels!
In terms of reputation, it is absolutely guaranteed.

The tiger descending the mountain was filled with shock and anger, and instinctively tried to grab Lin Dao.

But his rival rushed up and kicked him to the ground.

The other gang leaders rushed forward to attack, and in no time, the tiger that had come down the mountain was dead.

"Tian Wen".

Lin Dao called over the shopkeeper and said, "Give them five thousand taels."

He pointed at the dead tiger and said, "Take this and get out of here!"

An elderly man in his fifties bowed respectfully and asked, "Master Lin, do you still stand by the reward of twenty thousand taels that you promised?"

Lin Dao finally looked at him properly and asked, "Aren't you afraid of the powerful figures behind them?"

The old man bowed respectfully and said, "We lowlifes have as many of us as we want."

"If the Black Tiger Society is gone today, there will be the White Tiger Society and the Red Tiger Society tomorrow."

"If the gentlemen just throw some bones at us, we'll scramble to gnaw on them."

Just black gloves.

There are as many as you want; who would stand up for black gloves?

Lin Dao looked at him with great interest. "Who instigated this whole thing today?"

The old man looked hesitant.

Lin Dao turned to Tian Wen and said, "Give him an extra thousand taels."

The old man immediately replied, "The Black Tiger Society mainly works for the Marquis of Xincheng."

Lin Dao turned around and waved.

Everyone hurriedly bowed and left.

In the face of such a situation, rushing in and wreaking havoc is just a trope from martial arts and fantasy novels.

The military is usually stationed here in the forest.

Before the army has formed combat capability, then use silver to bribe it.

His biggest advantage in this time and space is that he has plenty of money.

Whether it's the rebels, the imperial court, the emperor, maritime merchants, the Guan Ning army, or even wild boar hides, none of them combined have as much silver as he does.

"It is said that the Ming army is not fully paid, and a fully paid army is invincible. Where can one find a fully paid army? It is at Huangtai, beyond the pass."

Lin Dao glanced at the bloodstains left when the tiger was dragged away. "I'm not just giving you the full pay, but also an extra reward."

"I'll bury you in silver!"

Lin Dao was not in a hurry about the affairs of the Marquis of Xincheng's mansion.

When the soldiers' training is over, it will be time to send them home.

There's absolutely no need to rush.

"The ranks are impeccably aligned, and military discipline is impeccable!"

On the open ground of the royal estate, Lin Dao, holding an electric baton, walked among a group of selected seed officers.

"Stand firm, stand firm!"

"Strictly obey orders; anyone who deserts will be executed!"

"This is what you need to do!"

"As for how to train soldiers, Qi Shaobao's 'True Records of Military Training' has already written it clearly. Just follow it!"

"I've got it!" Lin Dao waved his stun gun and tapped his unsteady legs. "You're all still just squad leaders and platoon leaders."

"Among you, the outstanding and exceptional will be promoted to the rank of Banner Commander, Centurion, Deputy Centurion, and even Battalion Commander or Deputy Battalion Commander!"

"Then we'll be able to receive more grain and more pay!"

Taking a breath, Lin Dao raised his voice even louder, "What defines an outstanding or exceptional person?"

"First, you need to be literate and able to do arithmetic!"

"Secondly, cherish your comrades, your fellow soldiers!"

"Furthermore, our team performed exceptionally well during training!"

He turned and stepped out of the queue, onto the wooden platform.

Lin Dao's gaze swept over the crowd, and he raised the megaphone in his hand, "I'm paying you all! Full pay!"

"Take a good look. In the entire Ming Dynasty, besides me, who else will pay salaries in full?"

"It's because I've made sure you're well-fed! You can eat meat once every three days!"

"Once an opportunity arises, seize it!"

"Otherwise~~~"

Lin Dao pointed to the dark mass of people beside him. "They are all waiting to take his place!"

The training of the refugees gradually got on track.

First, a group of people with some basic knowledge were selected.

A person with good physical condition, basic literacy, some martial arts skills, and a certain level of organizational ability.

Lin Dao took the lead in distributing military pay to them and at the same time improved their food standards.

Not only can they support themselves and their families, but their living conditions will also be greatly improved, and they will have a better future prospect.

Whether it's spending a fortune to buy a horse's bones or establishing trust by setting up a log, it's all about mutual respect.

These people received better treatment and had better futures, which changed the atmosphere of the entire migrant community.

The most significant change was that the men selected for military households began to attend night school voluntarily.

According to Instructor Lin's rules, if you are illiterate and don't know arithmetic, you can only be a common soldier for life.

When it comes to learning, no amount of urging or persuasion will help.

Only when they truly realize that they can gain better benefits through learning will they truly dedicate themselves to it.

I took a breath.

Lin Dao shouted, referring to the closing remarks he always made at the end of his speeches.

"You lot!"

"Whose food do they eat? Whose clothes do they wear? Whose salary do they receive?"

The dark mass of soldiers erupted in a deafening roar.

"Eat the teacher's food! Wear the teacher's clothes! Take the teacher's salary!"

(End of this chapter)