Bai Daoyan chuckled softly, his dark bright eyes gentle.
"Kunshan Immortal, that’s you, Zhi’er."
"Me?!" The little one was surprised.
Bai Daoyan nodded, "You asked me last time to freely share the secret recipe for roasted potatoes, which is a good deed."
"As your brother, how could I let your kindness go unknown?"
"But Fourth Brother knows that Zhi’er likes to keep a low profile and doesn’t want to be ostentatious, so I gave you a name among the folks, Kunshan Little Immortal."
Saying this, he stood with hands behind his back, exuding an impressive aura.
His pleasant youthful voice flowed like a clear spring.
"People are not Kun Mountain jade, how can they always sparkle." Bai Daoyan smiled, like ripples in spring waters, his heart stirred in waves: "Princess Cuicuo corresponds to Kunshan Little Immortal."
In this way, the folks benefiting from the secret recipe will know to thank this mysterious "female fairy."
Bai Zhi’er suddenly realized!
She blinked her beautiful, crystal-like eyes, "Fourth Brother, you’re so clever!"
Bai Daoyan gently ruffled her hair, "How is this cleverness? Fourth Brother always needs to protect Zhi’er, no matter what, right?"
Bai Zhi’er nodded repeatedly.
Her long lashes fluttered, "Then this time, will Fourth Brother also use the Kunshan Little Immortal name to sell the prescription?"
"Naturally, I suppose by then, the people will be even more appreciative of your goodness."
Bai Zhi’er couldn’t help but think of something she heard last time.
She said softly, "If that’s the case, Fourth Brother, please keep an eye out for one more thing. I heard that the secret recipe for roasted potatoes was taken by some with bad intentions to sell on the black market at a high price, earning dishonest money."
"This time, Fourth Brother, please watch carefully so the people don’t become victims, spending large sums on something originally worth only one tael."
Upon hearing this, Bai Daoyan immediately nodded, "That’s easy to handle."
The little one was somewhat troubled.
She sighed, speaking in a soft voice, "But the black market should be quite chaotic, right? How can Fourth Brother manage it all? If it’s too complicated, just forget it."
"As long as the prescription can spread, it’s a help to everyone."
Bai Daoyan smiled slightly, likening himself to a suave fox.
"Sister, you underestimate Fourth Brother."
If he had no skills, he wouldn’t have started his fortune with just a bit of silver and continued to be wealthy!
Bai Daoyan said softly, "The black market, Fourth Brother runs it. What can be sold here, and what can’t, is up to me."
Bai Zhi’er’s eyes widened like black grapes upon hearing.
"Fourth Brother, you start all sorts of businesses!"
The antique shop, the grain shop, the jewelry building... now even the black market is his!
Bai Daoyan just smiled gently, as if he were a scholar.
"Brother doesn’t have many hobbies, naturally loves to explore ways to make money, if Zhi’er likes it, it can all be left to you in the future."
Originally, he started this so-called black market just to allow some Jianghu folks to do those shady deals.
So the prices are absurdly high, people traveling far and wide must trade something in the black market.
Gradually, Bai Daoyan expanded the black market, often collecting strange curiosities and then reselling them at double the price on the black market.
Now, the black market is also one of his main sources of income.
It’s highly profitable.
He was too busy two days ago, and after Bai Zhi’er’s guidance, the antique shop earned profits overflowing.
The accounts office broke two abacuses.
That’s why he neglected to scrutinize the black market, and the people underneath probably weren’t attentive, allowing some to profit by reselling the roasted potato secret recipe on the black market.