Once the The Foster Family loses the business of supplying silk exclusively to the monarch, what a tremendous loss that would be! It’s entirely imaginable!

Why is it that the The Foster Family's silk business dominates several provinces without anyone sabotaging or obstructing it? Isn’t it precisely because their silk is made exclusively for the monarch’s Weaving Bureau?

Ethan Clark gazed obsessively at this piece of golden silk in the sunlight, as if he could never get enough of it. After quite a while, he finally spoke: “How can I believe that this dye was made by you? It’s entirely possible you just picked up this piece of silk.”

Chad Sullivan said, “I brought all the materials. Give me one hour, and I’ll make this golden yellow dye for you—guaranteed to be even better than last night’s.”

Ethan Clark said, “Really?”

Chad Sullivan said, “Really.”

Ethan Clark said, “Alright, I’ll give you the entire backyard. Ask for anything you need. As long as you can make this golden yellow dye on the spot, it will prove the formula is truly yours, and the deal is done.”

Chad Sullivan said, “Two thousand gold coins.”

Ethan Clark said, “No bargaining.”

……

Chapter 11: Forcing me to slap your face? Fine!

Hearing the conversation between Chad Sullivan and Boss Clark, Charles Grant, who was standing nearby, was both shocked and delighted. Although his adoptive father Samuel Grant had agreed to Chad Sullivan's proposal, he had no real hope in his heart—it was just a big gamble, since he had already promised the The Foster Family to kill Chad Sullivan within three days.

But unexpectedly, Chad Sullivan actually pulled it off, and his adoptive father really received a thousand gold coins. As the one responsible for this matter, Charles Grant naturally had great merit.

“Amazing, I’m impressed.” Charles Grant gave Chad Sullivan a thumbs up.

Chad Sullivan went to the backyard kitchen, closed the door, and began making the dye.

“Boss Clark, give me an hour,” Chad Sullivan said.

“Alright, I’ll go prepare the gold coins,” Ethan Clark replied.

……

The process of making this golden yellow dye is actually very simple. There’s a detailed description in the 2001 publication “Silk,” and the Hangzhou Silk Museum even has a special hands-on course.

Boil pagoda tree flower buds in water to extract the yellow juice, remove the residue, and the yellow dye is ready.

Then, add alum and continue boiling. This turns the yellow into a brilliant, noble bright yellow—shining and golden.

So, in less than two hours, Chad Sullivan produced half a bowl of golden yellow dye.

Finally, Chad Sullivan burned all the remaining alum and pagoda tree buds in the fire until nothing was left, leaving no trace behind.

……

Chad Sullivan pushed open the door.

The owner of Jinxiu Pavilion, Ethan Clark, and Charles Grant immediately rushed over, their faces full of anticipation.

Chad Sullivan directly handed over the half bowl of golden yellow dye.

Ethan Clark's hands trembled slightly as he examined the new dye carefully under the sunlight.

He couldn’t help but tremble—not only was this dye, it was also the lifeblood of his The Clark Family's rise.

“This golden yellow dye not only has an outstanding color, but its wet fastness on silk is also excellent. After dyeing, it hardly fades at all,” Chad Sullivan said. “Boss Clark, are your two thousand gold coins ready?”

Ethan Clark pointed to the table, where there was a chest with its lid open, filled to the brim with gold coins.

Each gold coin weighed more than half a tael, so a thousand gold coins weighed dozens of jin.

Two thousand gold coins—this was truly a huge sum. After giving a thousand to Samuel Grant, there would still be a thousand left, enough for a family to live a good life.

In all his years on modern Earth, Chad Sullivan had never earned so much money.

“The formula?” Ethan Clark asked.

Chad Sullivan handed over the secret recipe he had written.

Ethan Clark opened it and saw only a few dozen words. He couldn’t help but be surprised: “It’s that simple?”

Chad Sullivan said, “Yes, it’s that simple.”

Ethan Clark said, “And the cost isn’t high.”

Chad Sullivan said, “Right, very low. In this world, many things become simple once you figure them out. Boss Clark, you’re not thinking that two thousand gold coins for these few dozen words isn’t worth it, are you?”

“No, it’s definitely worth it,” Ethan Clark said with a smile.

Chad Sullivan said, “Boss Clark, you can verify the formula yourself right now. In just over half an hour, you’ll be able to make this golden yellow dye yourself. Once you’re done, I’ll take the gold coins and leave.”

Ethan Clark didn’t have a servant do it—he prepared the materials himself and went to the backyard kitchen to test Chad Sullivan’s formula.

In just one hour, Ethan Clark made the golden yellow dye, and it was even better than Chad Sullivan’s.

“It’s done! My The Clark Family is going to prosper!” Ethan Clark laughed heartily.

Chad Sullivan said, “Then congratulations to Boss Clark on defeating the The Foster Family and taking their place. Farewell!”

He picked up the two thousand gold coins and was about to leave.

“Wait!” At that moment, a familiar voice sounded from outside.

Then, two figures walked in.

One was his former father-in-law, {Xu Family Head}, and the other was his former wife, Yvonne Foster.

Immediately, Chad Sullivan felt a chill down his spine.

{Xu Family Head} looked at Chad Sullivan and said coldly, “Chad Sullivan, I was the one who expelled you from the family. I don’t blame you for holding a grudge. But you shouldn’t have stolen the new dye formula we developed. This is the lifeblood of the The Foster Family. By doing this, you’ve not only committed theft, but also offended the monarch. What crime do you think you deserve?”

The owner of Jinxiu Pavilion, Ethan Clark, exclaimed in surprise, “{Xu Family Head}, this formula was actually stolen by Chad Sullivan?”