Initially, they had also considered building the soap workshop on the manor they had purchased.
But the thought of the other clans living there gave them pause. Over time, they feared it would lead to a lot of disputes.
Besides, the roads in that area were poor, making transportation a major drawback that would require significant manpower.
If they could build here instead, it would not only solve their current lack of living space but also provide a location for the soap workshop.
"In that case, I'll make a trip to the government office now. Don't wait for me for dinner." The more Ancient Wen Heng considered it, the more feasible it seemed. He folded the drawing in half, gave his instructions, and headed out.
Their luck had always been quite good. The plots of land Jin Qianqian had sketched out earlier were mostly unclaimed. When Ancient Wen Heng returned home, the silver notes he had taken with him had been exchanged for a red contract.
