After listening to Chen Yi, Wang Ji patted his chest in assurance. "Sir, I'll be sure to get this done for you."
Chen Yi nodded, motioned for him to sit down, and asked, "How are things at Hundred Herbs Hall now?"
Wang Ji quickly sat down beside him, a look of delight on his face. "Sir, the Method you spoke of before really works."
"Every Medicine Hall in Shu State, big or small, that signed a contract with our Hundred Herbs Hall has had patients come to buy our remedies. No exceptions."
"It's only been half a month since we opened, but our income has already reached 4,400 silver coins. I've done the math—after deducting all miscellaneous fees, our profit is nearly two hundred silver coins."
After giving the other Medicine Halls their fifty-percent cut, the remaining profit of less than five percent could only be considered decent.
