Chen Yi glanced at him and said coolly, "Spread the word. Tell everyone Xinglin Hall has all the medicinal herbs. We can't make something from nothing."
"And add that if anyone is in a hurry, they can supply the herbs themselves."
After listening, Wang Ji thought for a moment before it dawned on him, and a smile instantly spread across his face.
"Brilliant, my lord. This is sure to cause a major headache for Xinglin Hall."
After all, Hundred Herbs Hall was no longer the destitute, fledgling business it had been at its grand opening.
Thanks to its five signature teas, Hundred Herbs Hall had firmly established itself in Shu State.
To say it was a household name would be no exaggeration.
Especially in the Qin Building, the carousing, hungover gentlemen adored the Divine Bull Tea. It was the perfect choice, whether for their own consumption or for treating their companions.
