Yun Siniang finally understood why the Wucheng Cigarette Factory was so confident.
As long as they guarded the original tick habitat, it was like guarding an oil field. It only needed to be tapped, and then it would be barrels of crude oil. There would be no need to worry about imitations, theft of trade secrets, or other such trivial concerns.
Just how big is this tick habitat? How long can it be mined? And with dozens of factories opening across the country... this suggests that there's plenty of raw material!
Indeed, the contract was for ten years, which meant that no matter what, there wouldn't be any worries about raw materials for the upcoming decade.
While others opened factories praying for a bite to eat from the heavens, and feared their food being stolen, Wucheng opened a factory with the heavens chasing after them to feed, and stuffing their faces even when full.
Having figured out all this, Yun Siniang put on a sincere smile.
