According to Wang Dong, the Wang Family was an enormous lineage, and his family was merely a tiny branch.
Only when members of a branch distinguished themselves in business or some other field would the Main Family support them. No one paid any attention to a branch like Wang Dong's.
After hearing this, Wenlong pondered for a moment. Helping Wang Dong and earning some capital for himself was actually a viable option.
He feared that even if he introduced things like papermaking and soap, Wang Dong would not have the ability to hold on to the businesses.
There was no paper here; people still usually wrote on bamboo slips. For finer writing materials, they used animal hides and silk.
Soap was even more unheard of. In short, even if he produced something new, it would all be wasted if they could not hold on to the business.
He might as well try something more practical, like pills. That would work. The expertise was in his hands. Anyone who thought they could do better was welcome to come find him.
He had no established holdings here, so he was not afraid of others targeting him.
With the Main Family as the Wang Family's powerful backer, others would not dare do much to Wang Dong either, though underhanded tricks would be inevitable.
Having made up his mind, Wenlong asked Wang Dong, "Bring me one of each of the best and bestselling pills here so I can take a look."
"Oh, do you need them yourself, sir? Those pills are quite expensive." Before Wang Dong had even finished speaking, his face had reddened.
"Yes and no. I intend to refine some for you to sell in your shop." Wenlong smiled faintly. Knowing Wang Dong was short of money, he took out some Spirit