Lin Weiming rushed home as soon as he left the palace.
He had to hurry back and tell his daughter not to go to the palace tomorrow.
What's fun to do in the palace on such a cold day?
It's better to stay home and eat something delicious!
He came out right on Jinbao Street and bumped into the Bai family's carriage.
"Let's step back a bit and let them pass first," Lin Weiming said quickly to the coachman, having learned from his previous experience.
"Huh?" The coachman asked somewhat reluctantly, "Why is that, Lord Lin?"
Lin Weiming lowered his voice, trying not to be overheard, and said, "Don't forget, he broke his ribs last time. What if he breaks them again this time? What if we're blamed for it?"
"Hmm...that makes perfect sense. As expected, Lord Lin is very thoughtful." The coachman was very obedient this time and quickly turned the horse to let the Bai family's carriage pass first.
Unexpectedly, the Bai family's carriage stopped near theirs.
Bai Shitao lifted the curtain and said to Lin Weiming, "Brother Lin."
"Why are you still here so late, Lord Bai? Is there something you need to take care of? You should hurry up and do it, so as not to delay us." Lin Weiming glanced outside; it was almost dark. He spoke very politely.
"Brother Lin, there's no need for such politeness. I've come to see you," Bai Shitao said.
Lin Weiming's mind didn't quite process what he was seeing, then he slapped his forehead and said with a delighted expression, "Lord Bai, do you want to buy roasted sweet potato skins?"
"..." Bai Shitao looked at him, speechless.
My mind was filled with a dense string of curses. Was this guy's brain only filled with a few roasted sweet potato skins?
Lin Weiming looked at him innocently, wondering what use he could be besides being able to use connections to buy a few more roasted sweet potato skins.
Instantly, the curses in Bai Shitao's mind intensified.
How can a brain filled only with roasted sweet potato skin grow into such a beautiful face!
Although Lin Weiming was nearly thirty years old, he was indeed good-looking, with a handsome face and fair skin.
This made the stern-faced Lord Bai even more displeased.
Lord Bai said through gritted teeth, "No, I want the princess to tell my fortune again. If the princess is free, then I won't bother you. If not, then I won't bother you."
There was a reason why Bai Shitao suddenly came to Lin Weiming wanting Lin Wanyue to tell his fortune.
His colleagues, who had forcibly dragged him into drinking, verbally cursed Lin Weiming as a shrewd businessman and were utterly skeptical that a five-year-old princess like Lin Wanyue could tell fortunes, but when they got together and discussed it, they increasingly felt that the matter was not so simple after all.
Although the Lin family's promotion was rather inexplicable, ever since the Lin family arrived, their sickly emperor has actually been attending court obediently this month!
You know, this would have been impossible in the past.
Especially after winter sets in, the emperor is so sick that he is almost dying. If he can attend court once a month, it is already a reassurance to all the court officials.
Tell them the emperor isn't dead yet, so they should behave themselves and get back to work.
But now, not only are there no rumors of the emperor dying, but he is also able to attend court every day, full of energy and vitality.
Therefore, they couldn't help but suspect that the Lin family might actually have some ability.
Because of their disdain for women, they initially thought that Lin Weiming must have had some extraordinary abilities to keep the emperor safe and sound.
But since they had already chatted with Lin Weiming for a while and knew that he was just a shrewd businessman after drinking, not worth mentioning at all.
Lin Wanyue, who had accurately predicted Bai Shitao's impending bloodshed, made them think deeply.
Regardless of whether his other colleagues believed it, Bai Shitao, as one of the parties involved, began to believe it to some extent.
Could it be that this little girl really has some skills?
In many legends, there are also stories of beautiful and intelligent little girls who are celestial maidens descended to earth to undergo tribulations.
With this in mind, Bai Shitao was the first to come and block Lin Weiming, afraid that others would snatch some of it away.
Fortunately, those people were too suspicious and didn't have the money to spare, so no one came to take it from him.
"I can't make that decision myself. I need to go back and ask Wanwan first," Lin Weiming said, scratching his head after hearing Bai Shitao's words.
“That’s natural.” Bai Shitao nodded and said, “However… I have another matter I’d like to discuss with you.”
"Go ahead," Lin Weiming decided to listen first before making any plans.
"Your roasted sweet potato skins are pretty good. Could you sell me the recipe?" Bai Shitao asked.
Unexpectedly, Lin Weiming almost spat in his face when he heard this.
"Pah! How could you say that? That's my family's money-making recipe! You're dreaming, you're too shameless. Do you think I'd sell that to you? You're hoping my mother and wife will skin me alive when I get back, aren't you? You shameless bastard!" Lin Weiming spat and urged the coachman, "Let's go, let's ignore this old bastard."
"..." Bai Shitao really wanted to explain himself.
He actually bought the prescription just so he could eat it himself!
These days, he can only eat boiled meat every day, and his mouth is so bland it's almost like a bird has been eating it.
I didn't have any other thoughts, I just wanted to learn how to make that delicious roasted sweet potato skin, just to satisfy my craving.
However, Lin Weiming didn't hear his excuses and had already ordered the carriage to leave, leaving behind a trail of dust.
Bai Shitao watched from behind, wiping his eyes repeatedly.
…
After returning home, Lin Weiming found Lin Wanyue, who was still playing with the little doll, and angrily told her about what had happened.
"Girl, this guy is not only ugly, but he's also full of bad intentions. He actually wants to buy our family's secret recipe. If I sell it to him, who will buy our roasted sweet potato skins? It's infuriating!" Lin Weiming said angrily. "Someone like him actually wants you to tell his fortune. He's shameless."
Lin Wanyue didn't think it was a big deal. She patted Lin Weiming's shoulder obediently and comforted him, saying, "Father, don't be angry. I'll go tell his fortune and make more money off him."
Upon hearing this, Lin Weiming felt that there was indeed some truth to it.
He nodded to Lin Wanyue and said, "If you're willing to go, that's fine too. But don't be shy, make sure to rip him off and collect as much money as possible."
“Okay!” Lin Wanyue nodded several times, mimicking her father, and said generously, “Don’t worry, I will definitely ask for more money. It’s been snowing and freezing cold outside these past few days. I will use the money I earn to give to the poorer people so that they can buy more warm clothes to wear.”
Upon hearing that Lin Wanyue had such an idea, Lin Weiming felt ashamed and hugged his daughter, showering her with kisses: "Good girl, just do it! Rob the rich to help the poor!"
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