Chapter 21 Brother, I heard there's a fool who gets a string of cash for every game he loses.

Is it difficult to build?

That's easy. Drawing talismans is simple; he can draw a whole bunch of them effortlessly.

However, it is very difficult to heat glass, especially this kind of very transparent glass.

With current technology, it would be difficult to produce this kind of glass.

He created them all with the help of his own magic, but it was a bit troublesome and slow, and he couldn't mass-produce them.

"It's possible to build it, but the outer casing would be a bit troublesome," Lu Jinghe said. He thought for a moment, then asked, "What do you think about me building a glass factory?"

"A glass factory?" Li Shimin muttered to himself in confusion, then asked, "What's that?"

"Father-in-law, the glass you have in your hand is glass. If I open a factory to make this, I will save a lot of costs."

Building one or several individually would be too costly, but if you set up a glass factory with several production lines, the cost would be reduced rapidly.

Lu Jinghe is poor. He has transmigrated for so many years and tried everything, but he has never made money.

The only way to make money was to set up a chess stall in the alley and rip off old men.

"Then let's do it. I'll approve it for you." Li Shimin thought this thing had potential.

He originally thought that this kind of glass was only found in the Western Regions, but it turns out it can be made.

Since that's the case, let's do it. Let's monopolize this in the royal family, and those aristocratic families will obediently pay up.

Li Shimin was very poor.

"Ahem..." Lu Jinghe coughed twice to cover his embarrassment, and said, "Father-in-law, I would like to, but..."

Lu Jinghe rubbed his fingers together and said, "I'm poor."

Li Shimin waved his hand and said, "I will contribute one thousand strings of cash, taking seventy percent."

"Alright, as expected of my father-in-law, so straightforward. We can discuss the details later, hahaha."

Lu Jinghe smiled. A thousand strings of cash would be enough for him to start the factory. Taking 70% of the profits would be no problem. He wasn't someone who liked money.

Thirty percent is enough for him to earn.

"Father, Jinghe..." Li Chengqian was a little embarrassed, unsure whether he should say that he was actually quite poor.

"What's wrong, Chengqian? Just say what you want to say."

"Um, I'd also like to invest some money in."

Li Chengqian's demeanor was very weak. What was this all about? Was he competing with his father for profit or with his sister?

"You should ask Jinghe. After all, it's his business, and I can't make the decision for you."

"How much does the eldest brother want?"

Gao Yang, who had been silent until now, spoke up before Lu Jinghe could, looking at Li Chengqian with an unfriendly expression.

This is her family's money. Her father already has 70% of it, which is a lot. If Li Chengqian gets involved, how much will he take?

She was marrying down; after marrying into the family, she was expected to have her own business and earn her own money.

"Zhaoning..." Li Chengqian was a little embarrassed. This was tantamount to the older brother taking money from his younger sister's family. He asked cautiously, "Can I take ten percent?"

"I can offer three hundred strings of cash!"

Gao Yang looked at Lu Jinghe, waiting for him to speak.

Lu Jinghe nodded and said, "No problem, it's fine."

Glass factories are incredibly profitable.

If we make a few attractive designs, wouldn't those nobles be scrambling to buy them?

It'll probably get hyped up again, and then we can make even more money by holding an auction.

Twenty percent is enough for him to spend, and if it's not enough... it's impossible for it not to be enough.

……

After chatting for a while, Lu Jinghe left the palace.

Gao Yang didn't follow. After all, it was already a stretch to stay out all night, and it was impossible for him to stay out again.

Do you even care about your reputation?

Lu Jinghe strolled slowly toward his home, and as he passed the alley where he usually set up his stall, he heard a constant cacophony of noise coming from inside.

Curious, he went inside to see what was going on.

But there was a group of people gathered around the chessboard he usually used, with three young men in the middle.

He looked quite young, about the same age as him.

"Hey old man, where's that guy who usually pays a string of cash when he loses a game here?"

"Oh dear, who is this? Calling him 'old man' all the time, so rude!" Lu Jinghe immediately adopted a moral high ground and began to criticize, saying:

"You're so old now, don't you know how to respect the elderly and care for the young? Do you know what benevolence, righteousness, propriety, wisdom, and trustworthiness mean?"

With that, Lu Jinghe pushed aside the crowd of onlookers and sat down at the chess table.

He asked, "Is there any old man carrying a chess set?"

"I'll play a game with these three rude people."

Lu Jinghe smiled and, after a quick calculation, already knew who these three people were.

Cheng Chumo, Yuchi Baolin, Qin Huaidao.

So these are the three guys, frequent characters in Tang Dynasty novels. I stumbled upon them by accident... Interesting.

Want to make money off him? That's ridiculous.

As long as he doesn't want to lose, no AI from later generations can beat him.

"Are you that little Taoist priest who sets up a chess stall here every day, saying he'll give the winnings to the one he always loses?"

Cheng Chumo crossed his arms and looked at Lu Jinghe with disdain. He was so thin, he looked like a typical pretty boy and a weak scholar.

She's the kind of woman a courtesan would like.

This was Cheng Chumo's first impression of Lu Jinghe.

"It's me. How should I address you gentlemen?"

"Cheng Chumo".

"Yuchi Baolin".

"Qin Huaidao."

"Alright, who's going to go down? Or all three of you together?" Lu Jinghe laughed. "It's not that I look down on you, but you have no chance of winning."

"I'll do it!"

Cheng Chumo sat down directly opposite Lu Jinghe and asked, "What is your name, young Taoist priest?"

"Lu Jinghe".

"Alright, today the three of us brothers will make you admit defeat wholeheartedly!"

These three people are usually kept under strict control by their families, and they don't even have the money to go to brothels.

A few days ago, Cheng Chumo accidentally learned about Lu Jinghe, the "money-giving young master," and the three of them decided to study the chess scores.

Now, the three of them have returned after completing their studies!

"You go first, I'll let you have a turn." Lu Jinghe set up the chess set he had just borrowed and raised his hand to indicate.

"Heh, just wait and see how you lose."

Twenty minutes later, Cheng Chumo scratched his head and got off the chessboard.

Looking at the five coins that Lu Jinghe had taken away, she felt a pang of heartache.

"I'll tell you, Chu Mo wants me to say that your brain isn't suited for playing chess."

Yu Chi Baolin stepped forward, slammed five coins on the table, and laughed, "Come on, this great one will have a go at you!"

Ten minutes later, Yu Chi Baolin was even more puzzled. How could he lose even faster than Cheng Chumo?

Cheng Chumo probably didn't memorize as many chess games as him.

"Your turn."

Lu Jinghe put the chess pieces back in their place and tapped the chessboard lightly.

"OK."

Ten minutes later, the game-winning goal.

The three of them discussed it and realized they couldn't go back empty-handed; otherwise, all their memorizing of the chess manual would have been for nothing.

After discussing for a long time, Yuchi Baolin began to ask people to leave.

He was the strongest of the trio, and the onlookers were all old men; who would dare to go against him?

The argument ended quickly.

Seeing the old man who had borrowed his chess set being chased away, Lu Jinghe quickly said, "Uncle, I'll return this chess set to you later."

"Alright." The old man left happily, having thought he was going to lose a set of chess pieces.

After everyone had left, Lu Jinghe carefully examined the three of them.

It seems that playing chess is just a pretense; their real intention is to rob people.

"Come on, the three of us brothers will play a game with you."

"Oh, okay," Lu Jinghe replied with a smile.