After Su Muyao returned to the inn, Long Yuan pulled her aside.
"Why didn't you tell me about this good stuff beforehand?"
"I have tons of good stuff. Just let me know if you need anything."
Upon hearing this, Long Yuan was speechless.
"Look at you, acting like you can do everything," he said, tapping Su Muyao's head.
Suddenly, the little dumpling stood up and said proudly, "You know what, I really can do it. I'm not bragging, but when your soldiers go to the border to fight in the dead of winter, they can only eat hard, dry flatbread. I have a way to make sure they can eat something hot and easy to carry."
"And those marching tents, your soldiers are crammed into large tents of dozens, even hundreds of people, right? Not only is it not warm, but if one person goes out, the whole tent will lose its heat, right?"
"And a whole brigade is lucky to have two or three big tents, right?"
...
Long Yuan was completely stunned as he listened to the little dumpling in front of him babbling on and on.
Although I don't understand how a farm girl could know so much, every word she said touched my heart.
After listening to what the little dumpling said, Long Yuan had no desire to continue playing with her in Liuzhou. He wished he could go back immediately and see what the little dumpling had mentioned.
Su Muyao also realized that now that the large workshop was up and running, everyone in the village needed to have jobs. Where would the orders come from? Of course, they would come from the biggest sheep beside her.
After spending most of the day in Liuzhou, the group hurriedly headed back, carrying with them things that Su Muyao had bought to take home to her family.
After returning home, Su Muyao spent the entire night tinkering with a tent in her spatial dimension.
I started researching how to make a tent little by little. Although I have quite a few tents in my space, none of them are the kind I want.
With so many different kinds of pipes, hardware, and all sorts of windproof fabric in my own space, it's bound to come in handy.
Luckily, I had impulsively bought some flatbed carts and sidecar carts.
These two machines are capable of making all kinds of clothes.
The marching tents that had been prepared early in the morning caught Long Yuan's eye.
"How many of these can be produced in a month?"
Long Yuan went straight to the point and asked.
Su Muyao subconsciously looked at Long Yuan and asked, "Aren't you curious about where I got this kind of material?"
"If you're willing to talk, you will. If you're not willing to talk, even if I ask, I won't get any answers, right?"
Su Muyao enjoyed dealing with this kind of person. "I never knew our royal relative, Guoqing, was such a failed businessman!"
What do you mean?
"You seem so eager to want it, aren't you afraid I'll raise the price?"
Long Yuan simply smiled faintly, "I trust our friendship; you wouldn't ask for an exorbitant amount, would you? Besides, we're long-term partners. Don't try to evade the question, little girl."
Just tell me how many you can make. I'm not pushing it, I just want around 100,000 pieces, is that possible?
Su Muyao almost choked on the water she was drinking.
This guy didn't even ask the price; he just quoted 100,000 pieces.
She couldn't take out 100,000 items at once from her space. Fortunately, she had plenty of raw materials in her own space.
Let alone 100,000 pieces, even if it were a million pieces, I believe the raw materials would still be sufficient.
Long Yuan looked at the little girl on the table, rested his chin on his hand, and fell into deep thought.
“I’m telling the truth. The soldiers at the front are in dire need of help and a large number of people need to be mobilized. You should know that these people will definitely need tents on the way, and the weather gets colder and colder the further north you go.”
Su Muyao was momentarily taken aback. How did the topic suddenly shift to war again?
Originally, they thought the little boy was either the illegitimate son of royalty or the unwanted second son.
Otherwise, he wouldn't have been neglected by his family, who ignored him and left him in this extremely remote place.
"Who exactly are you?" Su Muyao asked in a questioning tone.
Long Yuan looked at Su Muyao, and after a while chuckled twice, "I thought you would ask me this question sooner."
Su Muyao only realized today that Long Yuan's identity was definitely not as simple as she had imagined, but she didn't want to get too involved in it.
My family are all farmers, why should I care about the identity of an outsider?
"There's nothing to ask," Su Muyao replied, realizing her mistake.
Long Yuan understood the implication in his words: "Since you don't want to ask, then I don't need to say anything. However, the fact that you didn't refuse just now means that you can produce so many goods."
Su Muyao felt a little guilty at this moment. This person was unusually smart for his young age. She was different from ordinary children because she had memories of her past life.
The child in front of me is not even ten years old yet, but he has such a talent for planning. He will definitely be an extraordinary person in the future.
When dealing with this kind of person, one naturally needs to be even more careful and cautious.
Suddenly, Long Yuan's tone became more serious. "I have no intention of prying into your secrets. Whether it's your 'divine water' or your master, as long as they don't harm the dynasty, I won't interfere."
Su Muyao suddenly asked an unrelated question, "What are the chances of victory for the soldiers at the border?"
A hint of melancholy flashed in Long Yuan's eyes. "It's hard to say for now."
Although he had come to this remote place, he had been keeping a close eye on the battle situation at the border.
With powerful enemies outside and a severe drought for many years inside, the court was already struggling to survive, especially with the carefree Prince who wanted to overthrow the dynasty at any time.
If he were in charge, he would naturally hope to win and achieve a resounding victory.
But he's not some immortal being, so what's the point of him saying anything?
Su Muyao said in a deep voice, "If it's for the country, of course I don't need to hold onto these things."
When the nest is overturned, no egg remains intact. She understood this simple truth: her closest family members were all on this land.
But once she puts the 100,000 tents out in the open, she might attract even more attention.
But then Su Muyao thought again, her business would definitely expand all over the country in the future, and she was worried about how to move forward in the future if she did this now.
“I can find a way to make these tents and even other things the dynasty will need in the future, but I need a promise from you.”
Looking at the now serious little dumpling, Long Yuan solemnly assured her, "Miss Su, please speak. As long as it's within my power." This was the first time Long Yuan had addressed Su Muyao as "Miss Su" so formally.
"It's very simple. I just want one promise from you: a promise to protect my family and the lives of everyone in this village, no matter what the circumstances."
Without giving it a second thought, Long Yuan immediately pledged, "I swear on my life that I will protect the lives of everyone in Peach Willow Village under any circumstances."
Su Muyao suddenly laughed. Now that she knew the person in front of her had a powerful background, she knew that if anyone had designs on her in the future, they would have to think twice before trying to take advantage of him.
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