Bai Zhi had always known they had secrets and wouldn't recklessly ask about them; they would speak up when they felt it was right.
Bai Xiang thought too far ahead, about factories and industrial chains, but right now, they had nothing.
It was all wishful thinking.
Bai Xiang felt somewhat defeated, like knowing there was a gold mine in hand but not being able to use it. It was frustrating.
"Cousin, although I don't know what a patent is, I think it must be complicated. You don't even know what those herbs do, and yet you want to sell them for money. How would you describe them? If someone asks, you'd know nothing. Wouldn't it be better for you to learn more first, and then we can move in that direction later?"
Although Bai Xiang, from a child's perspective, had thought it out quite well and planned ambitiously, there were too many loopholes.
"Yeah, you're right."
Originally disheartened, Bai Xiang quickly realized the issues Old Han and Bai Zhi had pointed out. Indeed.