"If we sold these herbs at the pharmacy price, treating patients and prescribing medicines when they come in, we could make an estimated hundred thousand from selling all of them."
Su Wen said with a smile.
Ding Yingying couldn't believe her ears, "Have we earned so much profit from the villagers?"
Ding Yingying felt as if they were just sitting in the store waiting for the villagers to bring in herbs, and making so much money felt somewhat guilty.
Su Wen continued, "It's not about making a profit from them, if they took these herbs to the city, not to mention the hassle, the money they would end up with would only be less, not more."
"What we are earning is actually a premium for being able to accurately prescribe effective herbal combinations for the patients. That is where our pharmacy really makes money."
This was Su Wen's philosophy in opening the pharmacy.
