"No, no, no, just one batch of skincare products a month has already surpassed Xiyuan's entire year's worth of sales,"
That was actually true. Skincare products and tea were really profitable. He Yiran was not willing to give up. "Can't you order more?"
"Tea is possible. I've already told you about tea before, but skincare products just won't work. I've asked them before, getting a batch once a month is already the limit. The skincare products are all made from medicinal herbs, and these herbs are extremely rare to grow, so we can't increase the supply."
The growing speed of the medicinal herbs in the space could only yield so much in a month. Her patch of black soil was used for growing both vegetables and medicinal herbs, and was nearly occupied all 24 hours of the day, so even if He Yiran was disappointed, he had no choice but to accept it.
"In the future," He Yiran gritted his teeth, "later on..."