Chapter 113: If There's No Demand, Create One

made arrangements.At the Tofu Workshop, we've had to lay off about half of our staff.Deploy manpower to go up the mountain to fell trees and split firewood.And not far from the workshop, mark out a s...Over forty thousand taels of silver, only a fraction was spent in the morning. So in the afternoon, Yang Lin no longer struggled and didn't consider spending money as his purpose. He just relaxed and strolled the streets with Li Yuyao and the others.

"Is your husband planning to move all the assets to the city in the future"

On the road, Li Yuyao asked.

Yang Lin shook his head. "Of course not, we can develop in the city and expand outwards continuously, but the mountain village is our stronghold because there are many core things that we can't leave out of our sight right now. We must have them in our own hands."

Li Yuy Yao understood that Yang Lin was referring to the core technologies of plaster for tofu making, iron smelting, cement production, papermaking, and watermill construction.

"Then, what else can we develop in the city" Li Yuy Yao continued to ask.

"There are a lot of them, like shops, stores, or some unimportant industries."

Speaking of this, Yang Lin's eyes lit up and he said to Ziyi, "Ziyi girl, you've worked hard all the way. Please call Song Qian over."

Zi Yi looked at Li Yu Yao.

"Go."

"Yes."

Li Yuxiang opened her mouth, and only then did she leave.

With little effort, Song Qian was brought over by the purple-clothed person.

Song Qian, clad in brocade robes and with a radiant smile, approached and performed a fawning bow.

"May I ask, sir, what commands you have for me"

“I want to buy a piece of land and open a brick kiln. You’re more familiar with this area, so I’d like to hear your advice.”

Song Qian, upon hearing this, frowned and asked in puzzlement, "Why would the Master open a brick kiln"

Yang Lin smiled and said, "If I want to make a living in the city, I need to have some kind of business. I used to run a brick kiln in the village, so I'm familiar with this type of work. What do you think Is it not suitable"

Song Qian nodded solemnly.

"There are so many money-making businesses, sir. Why bother with this tiring and unprofitable business If you trust your subordinates, it's best not to open a brick kiln!"

"Oh Why" Yang Lin was truly puzzled this time.

The brick kiln in the village has been open for a while. Although it has always been self-produced and sold, he has also calculated that running the brick kiln is overall profitable.

Making bricks only requires labor and fuel costs. As for the raw material clay, it's everywhere; you can dig it up anywhere and no one cares.

While charcoal and manual labor are particularly inexpensive, the pure profit from operating a brick kiln can reach nearly 90%!

Song Qian sighed: "My lord, I have an uncle who owns a brick kiln. It's been days since he hasn't fired any bricks. It's not that he doesn't make money by firing bricks, but the bricks he fires simply can't be sold!"

"Oh But there's a problem with the quality of the bricks," Yang Lin asked.

Song Qian shook his head again: "He runs his brickyard carefully, with skilled craftsmanship. The quality of the bricks is naturally fine, but the problem is that common people simply don't need them, so they can't sell."

Yang Lin finally understood this time.

The reason is that there is no demand!

This is also normal. If he hadn't created the "Hēoshān Xīn Cūn" project in Héoshān Village, his bricks would definitely not have sold well.

Yang Lin smiled: "If there is no demand, we can create demand."

"Huh" Song Qian was taken aback.

Before he could understand, Yang Lin continued, "Mr. Song, I'll trouble you with something. Tonight, I'm hosting a banquet and would like you to invite all the brickmakers in town!"

"Master, this is…" Yang Lin smiled and said, "Just consider it a good deed from me. Since they're not making any money from their brick kilns, as long as they're willing, I can take over their brick kilns!"

Song Qian was taken aback and stared at Yang Lin in disbelief.

He originally only planned to open a single brick kiln, but after explaining all the downsides of opening a brick kiln, he ended up buying out every brick kiln in the city.

"My Lord, think thrice!"

Song Qian hurriedly advised.

Yang Lin, however, waved his hand and said: "My mind is made up, there's no need to say more. Mr. Song, you can rest assured that I will take care of you when this is done."

"Uh...okay, alright, sigh!"

Song Qian bowed in response, but couldn't help sighing inwardly.

Although this lord has some cunning schemes, he's still too young after all!

With so many brick kilns in the whole city, some have shut their doors, others have halted production. None of them are making a profit.

If there's no market for it, then even if the craftsmanship is superb and the bricks are beautifully crafted, what use is there

After all, they are still young. They are ambitious and overconfident.

Well, let him taste some bitter fruit. Let him run into a wall and he'll naturally know how important I, his strategist, am!

Song Qian thought this way, but she dared not delay Yang Lin's instructions.

He first found his cousin, Huang Feng. When Huang Feng heard that someone wanted to buy his brick kiln, he almost thought he had misheard.

Could this be true

Who doesn't know that making bricks is a losing business, are there still such fools around now

"Remember this, kid. The one buying the kiln is a big shot. Tonight at the banquet, don't talk out of turn or bargain too hard. Sell for what you're told, understand"

At Huang Feng's home, Song Qian earnestly instructed.

Huang Feng didn't seem to care. Seeing this, Song Qian glared and said, "Do you know about the downfall of the Zhou family and the Zhao family yesterday"

Huang Feng was taken aback for a moment: "Of course I know this. What does it have to do with the noble person you mentioned"

The matter of the Zhou and Zhao families spread throughout this small county town in a single day. Now, everyone in the entire county knows that yesterday at the front of the County Magistrate's Hall, people were killed everywhere!

"Well! This esteemed person is the one who orchestrated all of this. Now, the entire river system is under their control!"

Hearing this, Huang Feng couldn't help but gasp in surprise, his eyes lighting up immediately.

"Brother Qian, are you now working for this noble person If so, then our chance has come!" Huang Feng said excitedly.

"Oh What do you mean" Song Qian hurriedly reminded, "You kid better not have any crooked thoughts. This noble person is not simple. Not only is she decisive in her actions but also ruthless, killing without batting an eye!"

That night, Yang Lin suddenly took action, shooting Zhao Deyi with an arrow. The scene shocked everyone present; he would never forget it for the rest of his life.

"Well, what's on your mind, big brother I mean, since our benefactor wants to buy a brick kiln, he definitely wouldn't have time to manage it himself. He needs someone to take care of it for him, and I happen to know how. You already work for our benefactor, so you can recommend me to manage the kiln for him."

"To lean against a big tree is to enjoy the shade, and following this noble person will surely bring us benefits."

Song Qian pondered carefully and also felt that Huang Feng made sense.

Okay, I'll recommend you to my connections. As for whether they choose to use you, that depends on your own destiny.

In the evening, at the largest restaurant in Jianghe County, Yang Lin hosted a banquet for Song Qian, who had invited all nine brick kiln owners from across the city.

At the table, glasses clinked and laughter filled the air, a scene of pure merriment. However, in each person's heart, their own little calculations were quietly being made.

It is well-known that this new wealthy landowner from Jianghe County is now getting into the brick kiln business. As a result, many people are planning to take advantage of the situation and sell their dilapidated brick kilns at a good price....ss about opening a shop in the county town.Just then, an old man with white hair who happened to be passing by saw the signboard "One Wen for a Sheet of Paper" standing in front of the shop. He was su...