Global colonization began with Ming Dynasty pirates.

The Lin family had worked hard in maritime trade for so many years, but they hadn't accumulated as much as they had from this robbery, leaving everyone speechless for a moment.

After a moment, Uncle San nodded to Lin Hao and said, "Now I know what Hao'er meant by that. Sure enough, the most promising profession in this era is still pirate."

"Ninety thousand taels for one robbery, eighteen thousand for two, twenty-seven hundred thousand for three, and so on..." Uncle Er's lips moved slightly as he excitedly calculated the future profits, making Lin Hao break out in a cold sweat.

"Stop, stop, Second Uncle, that's not how it works. How can we possibly reap such a huge harvest every time? Besides, how to sell such a large quantity of supplies is also a problem. With such a large amount of goods, the price will inevitably be driven down. We'll be lucky to get 8 taels of silver." Lin Hao quickly explained.

"8 taels is not bad. My Hao'er is really a little god of wealth, adding another 8 taels of silver to the Lin family. Hahaha." The old man burst into laughter.

"Ahem, not even 80,000 taels," Lin Hao said awkwardly. "Gentlemen, please don't forget the rules we set: all spoils of war are accounted for uniformly, and then 30% is distributed among us."

"Thirty percent! That's over 2 taels of silver!" Second Uncle exclaimed in surprise.

"It's only been a short time since we started paying out. Couldn't we have paid less this time? Even if we followed the last standard, a few thousand taels would have been enough, right?" Uncle San said, scratching his head.

"Hao'er, is it necessary to invest so much? If we hand out silver like this, I estimate that many people will lose the will to continue working hard. Who will we use then?" Lin Chengzong also expressed his opinion at this time. Spending tens of thousands of taels of silver like this, who wouldn't feel heartache?

If this were an ordinary son, Lin Chengzong would have slapped him and made the decision forcefully in the name of his father. But Lin Hao was someone he couldn't control, and every time in the past, it had been proven that the other party's choice was correct.

Everyone turned their attention to Lin Hao. The old man spoke up, "Clear rewards and punishments are indeed important, but Hao'er, do I really need to give so much? Those guards can't keep track of things."

"Uncles, Father, Grandfather, we can deceive others, but we can't deceive ourselves. Besides, there's always someone who can guess something about this. So it's better to just be straightforward."

Lin Hao knew this would happen before he came, after all, the amount of money was too large.

Lin Hao's voice gradually rose, and the midday sun shone on his face, reflecting a golden halo.

"The most important things for a group are actually just two things: making money and distributing money."

As long as these two things are done well, then other problems are not problems.

Now that we've set the rules, we must follow them strictly. Only in this way can our team maintain its fighting capacity.

Lin Hao clenched his fists tightly. He really hoped everyone could take a longer-term view, so he continued in a seductive voice:

"We're not just doing this one job. Our family has a long way to go. It would be putting the cart before the horse to damage our reputation for a little silver."

This is only less than 100,000 taels. If we want to realize our family's ideal, then in the future we will need to immigrate hundreds of thousands or even millions of people overseas, and each person will have to spend several taels or even more than ten taels of silver.

This would be an expenditure of several million taels of silver, compared to which a mere 2 taels is nothing.

"And when all this is done, when we have millions of people under our rule, uncles, father, grandfather, do you think money will still be important to you then?"

Lin Hao's words made the four of them slightly lost in thought. After all, a sum of one million taels was something they had never even dared to dream of.

But Lin Hao's audacity in spending millions of taels of silver on a single matter put them to shame.

However, it must be said that the prospects Lin described were simply too wonderful.

In the Ming Dynasty, given their status, they would never have the opportunity to wield such power in their lifetime.

And now Lin Hao described it to them again.

Lin Hao painted a huge picture of a pie, and then, through repeated descriptions, made it clear to everyone's minds.

Gudu!

A clear sound of swallowing rang out. Although it wasn't the first time he had heard it, it still made Lin Chengfeng's blood boil. Apart from Lin Hao, he was the youngest and had the most ambition to achieve great things.

"Hao'er is right. We've been too narrow-minded. What's a few tens of thousands of taels of silver? The money we're spending now is for making more money in the future, and I completely agree with that. If we're reluctant to spend this little bit of silver now, we'll be heartbroken to spend millions of taels later. We might as well start getting used to it now." Lin Chengfeng changed the subject and began to support Lin Hao.

"Third Uncle understands me." Lin Hao said excitedly, holding the other's hand. "Third Uncle, I promise you, you will look down on a mere 2 taels in the future. The future of our family will be immeasurable by silver."

After Lin Chengfeng made his statement, the others did not object much. In fact, they all understood the reasoning, but they were simply reluctant to part with the money. The thought of giving so much money to others made their hearts ache.

"My son, since you intend to do this, your father supports you, but we don't have more than 2 in cash right now." Lin Chengzong nodded in agreement, but he knew that the family's savings were far less than that. They could only raise such a large sum of money by exchanging all the silver notes they had.

"Father is right," Lin Hao said with a smile. "I don't plan to give it to them now. I'll let them know the amount of silver I've calculated, but the specific distribution will have to wait until all the supplies are sold, which is estimated to be before the end of the year. This period is good for them to work in peace. Otherwise, once the silver is distributed, I estimate that many people will want to quit."

Last time, the recipients of the silver were either their own youth group or the core guards that the family had raised for many years. They were the most loyal and wouldn't run away even if they received the silver. But this time, many of them had only joined for less than half a month, so it's hard to say.

"Hmph, you think you can just take the money and run? What do you think the Lin family is!" The old man slammed his pipe against the railing and said rudely, "Nowhere is there such a good thing. You think you can just take the money and run? Do you really think the Lin family is a charity?"

"Grandpa's right, but these things are unavoidable. At most, we can prevent them from leaving for a short time, but we can't expect them to stay here forever." Lin Hao put some tobacco back on his grandfather's plate and relit it. He then continued:

"Instead of doing that, why not set a minimum service period and then let them go back? That would be good for us too," Lin Hao said with a smile.