"If Shopkeeper Di ever opens a shop and sets up his own counter, do not forget to notify Changjun. No matter where your establishment may be, Changjun will certainly come to support it." At the entrance of the teahouse, Hua Changjun walked Ye Zhen out.
"Certainly!"
After clasping his hands in farewell, Ye Zhen strode away.
Inside the teahouse, Ye Zhen and Hua Changjun had already exchanged contact methods.
Hua Changjun had been quite sincere toward Ye Zhen. The two had agreed that regardless of whether Ye Zhen established his own sales channels, Hua Changjun would contact him in half a year to procure Crimson Yin Grass from him.
In fact, even now, Ye Zhen still possessed over a million stalks of Crimson Yin Grass. But shallow acquaintance did not warrant deep words.
Ye Zhen had just traded nearly thirty thousand stalks of Crimson Yin Grass to Yan Chi. If he took out a large quantity again and drew the attention of the mysterious Hua Changjun, inviting trouble would not be good.
For now, caution was best.
Hua Changjun's words in the teahouse had inspired Ye Zhen, and the idea of establishing his own sales channels suddenly emerged in his mind.
Just as Hua Changjun had said, Ye Zhen possessed abundant resources—resources from an entire Small World, along with the vast resources of North Sea Commandery, his fief.
If such immense resources were sold through others' channels every time, even if the selling price was lowered by merely half a tenth, the accumulated losses over the years would still be an astronomical figure, let alone three or four tenths.
Originally, establishing his own sales channels would have been an extremely troublesome and difficult matter. If the channels were poor, the final transaction prices might not even match what he could