In Sumeru, pretend to be a scholar!

Chapter 97 Million Mora Dividend (20/20, Seeking First Subscription)

Although it was said that the task was handed over to Wang Yan, the three of them, including Farusan, did not stop doing nothing; they were still helping Wang Yan with the deduction.

"If a sequence of reliefs carries a narrative, then it should have a beginning and an end, and may imply hints at time or process."

"Wang Yan, I remember there are records in the book about the meaning of the order or position of flower combinations."

El-Hysen spoke first.

He had read the book "Albiruuni: A Preliminary Exploration of the Symbolic System of Flora" and had an excellent memory, so he could naturally make more connections.

Wang Yan immediately nodded: "Yes, Albiruni recorded the symbolic meanings of several common combinations, such as the lily of the valley-rose sequence, which often appears in tombs or memorial buildings, representing the living's remembrance of the deceased and their wish for their return."

"However, the book does not provide details on how these elements are distributed or interpreted within specific buildings."

After a moment's thought, Falusanne turned to Kavi from the light: "You're sensitive to structure; could you try to pinpoint the starting and possible ending points of these sequences within the temple? Combined with the symbolic interpretation of the King's words, perhaps we can reconstruct the story this temple is trying to tell."

As a senior, she was the only one here who was qualified to give orders.

Kavi did not refuse and nodded solemnly: "Leave it to me. I need some time to survey the layout of the reliefs in the entire main hall and mark all the recurring floral combinations and their positions."

Without needing Farusan to speak, Elhesen said directly, "I will assist in the recording and classification, help Wang Yan continue to compare the documents, confirm the symbolic meaning of other flowers, and add annotations to Kavi's layout diagram."

Wang Yan finally felt like he was being carried along by a guru during an experiment, and nodded vigorously: "Great! I've already started building the index, and I'll be able to organize the meanings of the currently identified flower patterns soon."

"Then let's get to work!"

The four scholars got busy.

Wang Yan sat cross-legged in the center of the hall, with the thick book "Albiruni: A Preliminary Exploration of the Symbolic System of Flora" spread open on his lap. He held a pen in his hand and quickly compared the book's records of various flower symbols with the patterns he had marked in the hall.

Kavi produced from somewhere a roll of finely gridded drawing paper and a set of exquisite drawing tools, and slowly walked through the main hall, his eyes measuring every inch of space with a keen eye.

"My eyes are my ruler"—this statement was no joke for him, an outstanding scholar of the school of witty reasoning.

Sometimes he would press close to the wall, his fingertips gently brushing across the uneven surface of the relief, feeling the depth and direction of the carving; other times he would step back a few steps, squint his eyes, and bring the flower combinations from different directions into the same field of vision, pondering the spatial relationship between them.

The pencil scratched across the paper, and auxiliary lines and symbols quickly built a three-dimensional sketch of the main temple. He carefully marked the location of each specific flower with a different colored symbol.

Elhesen then left the main hall and went to the front hall to begin examining all the reliefs in the temple from the beginning.

Time slipped away quietly in the silent yet efficient collaboration, and before we knew it, the sun had risen high above the ruins.

"Several academics, your research is very important, but you also need to eat."

Dixia came in from outside carrying a food box and called out to the group.

The sound broke the atmosphere of the research.

Wang Yan's thoughts gradually returned from the book, and when she looked at the notebook again, she saw three more successful comparison marks.

"Alright, let's eat first," Farusan's voice rang out.

Wang Yan got up from the ground. His legs were a little numb from sitting, so he rested for a moment before walking towards Dixia: "What do you want to eat for lunch?"

"The caravan brought some refrigerated green vegetables, and the logistics staff bought a lot. We'll have fresh vegetables for lunch." Dixia smiled, opened the food box, took out several dishes, and then distributed bowls and chopsticks to each of the four scholars.

"You guys eat, I'll clean up after you're done."

"Oh, right, Wang Yan, Kavi, Dolly is outside. She seems to need to talk to you."

"Dishia said again."

Wang Yan was eating when he heard this. He chewed a few mouthfuls and swallowed the food: "Dolly? What do you want with us?"

Kavi chimed in, "It must be about the toothpaste factory. After you left, Zakaria and I handed the factory over to her to run. It's been over a month now, and it's time for dividends. You're the major shareholder, so you'll definitely need to give your approval."

"I won't go. I have some ideas, so I don't want them to be cut off. You can decide for me," Kavi said.

"Oh, is it going to be another dividend?" Wang Yan was taken aback.

To be honest, during the past month or so, he had been learning from Farusan and had almost forgotten that he had such an income.

This should be a large sum of money, but Wang Yan found that he didn't seem very happy.

The pleasure that money brings him has fallen far behind the satisfaction that knowledge brings him.

"Then let's go out together after we finish eating."

Although he didn't care much about the money, Wang Yan didn't mean to give it up.

Scholars may not care about money, but they cannot care about their research topics.

After quickly resolving the battle, Wang Yan helped Dixia clean up the mess, and then the two left the ruins together.

Emerging from the shady ruins, Wang Yan was struck by the blazing sun overhead; it was unbearably hot.

Wang Yan quickly pulled out his sun hat and put it on. He and Dixia handed the food box to the aunt in Aru Village, and then walked towards the spaceship a few hundred meters away from the camp.

The walk from the camp to the spaceship was uncomfortable; the high temperature and sand were truly torturous.

However, after boarding the spaceship, a cool, cold breeze hit us.

This spaceship even has air conditioning.

"Oh my, this must be Scholar Wang Yan. I've heard so much about you, I've heard so much about you!"

A small figure ran over quickly, grabbed Wang Yan's hand, and shook it vigorously.

Dolly's face was full of flattering smiles, which seemed very genuine.

She is always very polite to people who can help her make money.

"Ahem, Dolly, let's get down to business." Wang Yan withdrew his hand and took a step back.

He dared not underestimate the guy in front of him.

Dolly didn't seem to mind, and continued smiling as she asked, "Would Scholar Wang Yan like to see the ledgers regarding the toothpaste factory?"

As she spoke, she waved, and a person came up from behind, holding a thick account book in his hands.

Wang Yan glanced at the ledger, then shook his head: "I won't look at the ledger. I still want to trust Lord Sangge Mahabai. Please just tell me my dividend for December."

If Dolly really resorts to underhanded tactics, Wang Yan doesn't think he can find any problems in the accounts she's prepared.

So whether or not you look at the ledgers is really not important.

Ultimately, it all comes down to money. As long as the dividends are satisfactory, Wang Yan doesn't care how Dolly handles things.

He didn't treat this project as a serious career; it was essentially a way to raise academic funds.

After all, he is a scholar, not a businessman.

"Then I'll get straight to the point." Dolly smiled even more broadly. "Since I took over your toothpaste project in December, I've expanded production and distributed it in multiple locations—the toothpaste has already started to be sold in other countries, but the market hasn't fully opened up yet, so the subsequent shipment volume should increase further."

"Therefore, I plan to retain a portion of the funds for subsequent expansion and promotion, and finally distribute three million Mora as dividends. You will receive one and a half million, while the scholars Kavi and Zakaria will each receive seven hundred and fifty thousand Mora."

Wang Yan nodded slightly. The figure was satisfactory, considering that development funds had been retained.

However, Wang Yan still had some questions: "What about yours?"

The money was all split among the three of them as dividends, so Dolly is working for free? That doesn't seem like a likely solution.

"Hehe, I told Kavi and Zakaria that I would run this project for you without charging any fees, but apart from Sumeru, I will be the agent for the toothpaste."

Dolly didn't hide anything and told him directly.

Wang Yan immediately understood.

In Sumeru, Wang Yan priced his goods at twelve to eighteen Mora, but after Dolly obtained the agency rights for other countries, the price naturally changed.

That's the money she earns.

Wang Yan nodded slightly; this was a win-win cooperation approach.

"Then please transfer the money to my church's account."

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"Okay, no problem."

Dolly agreed immediately.

"If there's nothing else, I'll be going now." Wang Yan just wanted to go back and continue conquering the Flower Goddess's Ruins.

"Hehe, then take care, take care."