This Is Not Taking Small Advantages, It Is Called Maximizing Profits

Lin Shao counted in his mind for less than thirty seconds before Lu Haifu had already returned.

This incredible speed caught him off guard.

He originally thought giving him the time it takes for half an incense stick to burn was tight enough.

He had planned to use the overtime as a reason to increase the pressure and make the apology gifts more abundant.

His little scheme had fallen through.

However, it did not matter much, as he had not expected the apology to be worth a huge amount anyway.

He maintained a cold face and looked at Lu Haifu, appearing unhappy about being disturbed.

Lu Haifu wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and said with a bit of difficulty.

“Young Master Lin… this… the guest who auctioned the poetry collection wants to see you.”

Wants to see me? That big fat sheep who spent one hundred and forty million taels to buy high school essential poems?

He calculated in his heart. Today he earned two hundred million taels of silver plus the Liuli token.

The Liuli token could probably be sold for a lot of money back home, so the overall harvest could be described as staggering.

However, he did not know if this money would be enough for medical treatment.

Mu Li’s blindness was unusual, and worldly medicines would likely be difficult to cure it.

If he turned his attention to those rare fruits and treasures in the cultivation world that are only seen once in a hundred or a thousand years, the cost would surely exceed imagination.

The more money he saved, the more confidence he would have.

Since a big fat sheep was taking the initiative to send money, he could not let it pass.

Heh, I make it sound like I am a scammer.

These poems I chose are truly famous pieces passed down in thousand-year-old textbooks.

That fellow transmigrator, the Yuanshi Immortal Venerable, also copied his poems from textbooks.

Approximating it a bit, saying they were written by the Yuanshi Immortal Venerable is not an exaggeration.

Thinking of this, Lin Shao decided to meet this guest to see if he could sell a few more poems using the name of the Immortal Venerable.

However, he kept a cold face and spat out two words to Lu Haifu.

“Not going.”

Lu Haifu rubbed his hands together and continued with great difficulty.

“The guest’s identity is not simple… they are somewhat difficult to deal with…”

“Oh?” Lin Shao sneered. “Does their identity have anything to do with me, or are you trying to use that to threaten me?”

“No, no, no, how could I dare to mean that.”

Lu Haifu waved his hands repeatedly.

He was hesitating whether to tell Lin Shao that the guest was actually the Emperor.

The Emperor was the Eternal Empress, the fourth disciple of the Yuanshi Immortal Venerable, and one of the strongest existences in the world today.

Surely even Young Master Lin would give her some face.

But the main problem was that the Emperor was currently on a private tour in disguise.

He only recognized her because his master, the Duke of the State, had specially reminded him and trained the servants of Liuli Hall.

If he told Young Master Lin that the guest was the Emperor and the Emperor found out later, wouldn’t it feel like her disguise failed because even a servant of Liuli Hall could recognize her?

If the Emperor suddenly became angry, their heads would likely suffer greatly.

But if he did not tell the truth, seeing Young Master Lin’s arrogant manner, he truly would not go.

When the Emperor became angry, Liuli Hall would still suffer greatly.

The Emperor was such an unreasonable existence!

Lu Haifu was anxious and restless, but at that moment, he heard Lin Shao sigh.

“Forget it, considering you have been quite polite to me today, I will not make it so difficult for you.”

It was like a dawn breaking through the darkness or a drowning man catching a life-saving straw.

Lu Haifu could barely catch his breath as he looked at Lin Shao with eyes full of gratitude.

“Wait, I haven’t finished speaking yet.”

Seeing that Lu Haifu was actually about to kneel to him, Lin Shao hurriedly stopped him.

“At the end of the antique street in the eastern district of the capital, there is a hundred-year-old scholar tree.”

“Walk a hundred steps east from the tree and you will see a shop for sale. Buy it for me and fix it up a bit. I want to sleep there tonight.”

He had discovered this shop when he first arrived in the capital.

It was far from the bustling market and very quiet, but he had no money at the time and could only watch.

Now that he had a chance to get it for free, he naturally would not let it go.

Lu Haifu breathed a sigh of relief. This matter was too simple for him; it was a task that could be completed by just instructing a servant.

He asked with a smile, “Does the Young Master intend to settle in the capital?”

Lin Shao shook his head. “I will stay for a while. After I leave, I will return this small shop to you.”

“What are you saying? Consider this small shop as my apology to the Young Master. I will give instructions right away—no, I will personally lead people to buy the shop and find the best craftsmen in the capital to renovate it, ensuring it is finished before evening.”

Lu Haifu patted his chest confidently. After thinking for a moment, he asked again.

“Are there any requirements for the renovation of the shop, Young Master?”

“Don’t make it too complicated, keep it simple.”

Lin Shao also thought for a bit.

“Add a plaque in front of the shop and write the three characters [Guyue Residence].”

“Understood, I will definitely satisfy the Young Master.”

Lin Shao nodded and said to Lu Haifu, “Let’s go. We shall meet that guest.”

Sunlight hit Di Yao’s pale face through the window.

She sat on the floor dressed in white, with a long table in front of her piled with three bamboo slips.

She picked up one of the bamboo slips, untied the red string with her slender fingers, and slowly opened it.

She saw a poem full of sadness and imagery.

“Helplessly the flowers fall, seemingly familiar the swallows return.”

She chanted softly, her fingers stroking the bamboo slip.

‘Lonesomely pacing back and forth… was Master feeling lonely when he wrote this poem? Who was he missing at that time?’

After thinking for a while, Di Yao shook her head and tied the bamboo slip back with the red string.

Who Master missed was a thing of the past. Now there were more important things more worthy of her energy to think about.

The System.

That woman who called herself the Heavenly Dao and also called herself the System.

In the three days since returning from the overseas immortal island, she had ordered her civil officials to check ancient and modern classics.

But to this day, there was still no news about the System.

It was as if this woman had appeared out of thin air, leaving no trace in history.

Having no results made Di Yao quite frustrated.

Hearing that Liuli Hall in the capital had an auction for Master’s poetry collection, she came secretly to relax and bid for it.

She had originally intended to go back after that, but she suddenly thought that since someone could find the long-lost poetry collection of her Master, perhaps he knew some news related to the System.

With the idea of giving it a try, she invited the person for a talk.

‘Lin Shao. I haven’t heard of this name. Seventeen years old… there is no need to believe that.’

Di Yao recalled the information she had just received.

After all, though she was already a thousand years old, she currently appeared to be only sixteen.

When she was in court, to ensure the imperial majesty that overwhelmed the officials, she often appeared as a proud Empress of twenty-seven years.

However, for her, her favorite look was that of a sixteen-year-old.

For Di Yao, the year she was sixteen was the turning point of her life.

That year, demons from beyond the realm broke through the border and headed straight for the capital. The country was in imminent danger.

That year, the royal family suffered internal strife, and her family was massacred, with her being the only survivor.

It was also that year that she met her Master, who had not yet become an immortal, while she was on the run, and she was taken in by him.

Therefore, more often than not, she preferred to maintain her sixteen-year-old appearance.

A knock at the door suddenly sounded, interrupting Di Yao’s memories.

Hearing the person outside say that Lin Shao had arrived, she adjusted her sitting posture and commanded.

“Come in.”