CHAPTER 453: CHAPTER 453: WHY COLLABORATE WITH OTHERS

Zhan Jing and Cai Meina spent a long time on the abacus, their faces full of joy.

"With the herbs we’ve currently acquired, we can easily make five to six thousand." Cai Meina, knowing the selling price of the herbs, understood they were making a substantial profit.

Especially these days, money was flowing out rapidly, and her mood was getting increasingly better. Unlike before, when Cai Meina disliked accounting, now she had no objections at all.

Zhan Jing, standing nearby, was smiling continuously as well. "Yes, if we can do three more deals like this over the summer, we can buy a house."

After visiting Beijing, Zhan Jing really gained more ideas; she had to establish the Shiyu Hall brand. Especially since even Uncle Zhuge said it would be a pity to just give up the brand.

Whenever Zhan Jing thought about Uncle Zhuge talking about Shiyu Hall’s Black Ointment, it was with a reminiscent look on his face. Saying that such good ointment might be lost forever led to Zhan Jing wanting to revive the brand after he discovered she knew the formula and how to make it.

One of the reasons Zhan Jing was so dedicated was that Uncle Zhuge had mentioned that the movements over the past ten years had caused many traditional medicine brands to fall, and whether they could be re-established was questionable.

Zhan Jing understood the unspoken message from Uncle Zhuge: the current opportunity was excellent, and even if the initial scale isn’t large, gradual development is key.

"I need to buy a storefront and establish the Shiyu Hall brand," Zhan Jing expressed, planning to accelerate her previous agenda.

Ah, starting to restore the brand now? Gong Ruini was surprised. In the previous world, she had seen the trajectory of Shiyu Hall’s development, starting in the 1980s. But it seemed Zhan Jing didn’t re-engage in traditional medicine until after some years working in a hospital post-graduation.

Gong Ruini wondered why Zhan Jing had changed her mind, especially after visiting Beijing. Was this the idea of some so-called traditional medicine master?

Thinking it over, apart from that person, Hua Miaozhu was eager for Zhan Jing to revive her father’s brand, especially since the Zhan Family already had two qualified inheritance candidates. Resolving it early would be best for Hua Miaozhu.

As for Zhao Gang, whatever his wife said went, especially since he had endless confidence in her and knew this was her wish. Why would he object?

Gong Ruini didn’t understand why this operation was being done earlier this time and wondered if it would develop better than before. She was considering whether to take part; otherwise, how could she let such a great opportunity go?

After all, it’s a guaranteed profitable investment, with a pleasant surprise waiting for you. The issue was that Shiyu Hall, from the very beginning, slowly developed without any external investment.

It was firmly adhered to in the past; Gong Ruini wondered how it would be now, thinking they probably wouldn’t join forces with them. The so-called medical family likely had its own principles.

Partners must be absorbed—if someone isn’t purely money-driven, everyone can cooperate well. But what if the partner is all about profit?

However, they should be different from other partners, given they were familiar with each other. Plus, Gong Tao and his wife weren’t greedy collaborators. Gong Ruini wondered if an exception could be made.

"This time, I will develop step by step like my father, without a doubt. If my father could revive our ancestors’ brand in such a harsh environment, then I can do it too," Zhan Jing insisted she wouldn’t give up.

"If I can’t achieve it, there’s always Ban Xia and the others." Zhan Jing didn’t know Gong Ruini was thinking that way; she was just being honest.

Zhan Jing knew she didn’t have the talent her father had, but she would be diligent, plus have various clever sons. So Zhan Jing stated that if it didn’t happen in a year, it could take two, five, or ten years, but eventually, the Shiyu Hall brand would resound.

My goodness, Gong Ruini was taken aback by Zhan Jing’s firm response. She thought maybe Zhan Jing recognized her intentions and didn’t want her unhappy, thus seizing the chance to say this, hoping Gong Ruini wouldn’t mention anything that would make everyone uncomfortable.

"Doing business is better solo." Although Gong Tao was a bit jealous of Zhan Jing’s good opportunity, he thought it was fair. After all, opportunities favored Zhan Jing; her father left her a vast fortune, including his collection of books and people he knew.

Though some people were either deceased or used overseas connections to leave, Gong Tao found himself worried about maintaining relationships with them. He let Zhan Jing handle it; they just needed to ensure they had food without being harshly bullied by any major players.

"Yes, I also feel that with some money in hand, there’s no need to partner with others." Zhao Gang saw Gong Tao without any displeased expression and was relieved. Having lived alongside each other for a few years, they grasped each other’s temperament, knowing where the bottom line was, and generally wouldn’t cross it.

Cai Meina was cheering enthusiastically for Zhan Jing, "Having your own shop is better. Your medical books are great, working for others isn’t fitting."

Cai Meina understood she couldn’t be jealous. Better to have a doctor nearby, with Zhan Jing available when needed.

"Yes, I think so too. I can’t believe the money I’ve made in the past two years." Zhan Jing was excited. Although not someone who loves money, in society, without money, no one cares about you.

Zhan Jing couldn’t believe it, and neither could Cai Meina. "Once I have more money, I’ll buy a house for Cai Ming, setting him up for marriage." Cai Meina was reluctant about her brother, always thinking of him as a child.

But looking at his achievements, Cai Meina knew Cai Ming was no longer a child; he’s become a man of responsibility.

"Yes, buy Cai Ming a house." Hum, previously fearful of any minor disturbance, Gong Tao was grateful Cai Ming hadn’t married a village girl then; otherwise, they’d surely regret it.

Cai Ming found it both amusing and bittersweet that hordes were planning to buy him a house. He needed a house, but he was earning, so why let his siblings pay?

Cai Ming knew Zhao Gang’s family might open a pharmacy, and his sister and brother-in-law would have plans. Regardless, enough money must be saved for them, in case they need funds.

Seeing the individuals arguing about whether to buy Cai Ming a house, Gong Ruini truly wanted to stand and say, if Cai Ming insisted so much, just buy the house for him.

Remember, it’s a house in Beijing. Hold onto it for twenty or thirty years, it will be an astonishing surprise. As long as the location is good, during redevelopment, money would fill your pockets.

Gong Ruini dared not say this outright; that would truly be inviting trouble.