"No, no, no, this batch of skincare products (one month) is already more than what Xiyuan sells in a whole year."
That's actually true. The skincare and tea stuff are real money-makers. He Yiran wasn't satisfied, "Can't you get more of these things?"
"Tea's possible, I told you about that before, but skincare definitely not. I already asked over there, a batch per month is the limit. All the skincare is made from herbal medicine, those herbs are rare and hard to grow, so no extra supply."
The space herbs only grow fast enough for one batch a month. Her patch of black soil has to grow both veggies and herbs, basically running 24/7, so even if He Yiran is disappointed, that's all he gets.
"In the future." He Yiran gritted his teeth, "In the future…"
Mei Mengzhen cut him off mercilessly, "Even in the future you won't get more, they just give out this much, and if they don't give you, you'll just have to stare at it."
Exactly, it's so annoying.
