Although their movements were somewhat restricted in the Seth Star System, they were safe here. Back when they served in the main household, their movements had also been limited. The only downside here was that the food was utterly bland—chilies had no kick, and chives had no flavor. But they would never be beaten or scolded again, nor would anyone casually threaten to kill or harm them. They no longer had to wait on others, so eating tasteless food was something they could accept.
After checking on them, Shen Yunyun couldn't wait to return and gather essential living supplies like rice, flour, oil, and salt. She also threw in some extra seasonings, hotpot ingredients, and plenty of beef and lamb. When she delivered the supplies to Carl, he handed her ten laser guns in return. She gave six to Tang Yuan and kept the rest for herself.
Tang Yuan was thrilled to see so many laser guns and quickly asked, "How do you use these weapons?"
Shen Yunyun immediately demonstrated. The laser beam pierced through a stone, leaving a perfectly round hole in it. Tang Yuan was utterly stunned, remaining silent for a long time.
"With weapons like these, you'll never have to fear the Northern Yan or Southern Chu again. In just one day, these could wipe out their entire army."
Tang Yuan stroked the laser gun, his heart surging with emotion. He nodded seriously and said, "Yunyun is right, but I won't strike unless I'm struck. Even if I possess divine weapons, I won't start a war to satisfy my own desires and plunge the people into misery."
Shen Yunyun felt a slight stir in her heart at his words. His perspective was just that broad.
Tang Yuan then spoke as if reporting on work: "I've already assigned people to study the bicycles and sewing machines. My sales strategy is to supply the domestic market first, then expand abroad."
"Oh." Shen Yunyun didn't know why he was suddenly telling her this. She had already given him the items; they were his now. How he chose to arrange things was up to him and his people to discuss—she wasn't going to meddle.
"But the Ministry of Works told me that the sewing machines contain many intricate parts made of very special materials that they can't replicate at the moment. The same goes for the bicycle tires—their material is also unique, and we can't produce them with our current conditions."
"What do you think, then?"
"I was thinking we could cooperate. You supply the goods, and I'll find people to sell them. We'll split the profits fifty-fifty after covering the costs."
Shen Yunyun's eyes widened. Was she about to become a wholesaler?
"I don't really need the money. I'm not interested in money—I just enjoy the process of making it," Shen Yunyun said, suddenly putting on airs like some big shot. And honestly, pretending to be cool didn't just avoid getting struck by lightning—it was actually quite satisfying.
Tang Yuan was left speechless by her words.
"So, does that mean you agree?"
"Yeah. You guys are lucky to have me. I can not only provide the goods but also handle free shipping."
Tang Yuan smiled and said, "No need for free shipping. We should let the escort agency take a cut of the profits so they can earn a living and have food to eat."
Shen Yunyun felt a little touched. Look at that—that's what you call vision. No wonder he was the emperor. Just look at his awareness, his perspective. He saw things from a completely different angle than she did, thinking more thoroughly and covering every aspect.
Still, she quickly found a suitable excuse and reason for herself. Tang Yuan was the emperor—wasn't it his duty to work for the people's welfare? She was just a commoner, with neither responsibility nor obligation to the masses. So, wasn't it normal for her not to consider others' survival issues?