I was the Founding Father of the United States

Chapter 60 Building Momentum

"...Publish a statement in the newspaper!"

"I must publish a clarification and statement in the newspaper!"

After realizing what had happened, Chen Wenbin immediately straightened his face and said seriously to the people who had been flattering him, "Allicin only has inhibitory and therapeutic effects on some diseases... Using it haphazardly will delay the patient's treatment!"

He really didn't want to deal with those London nobles and merchants whose breath reeked of garlic... And it was only then that he realized why he had smelled garlic on old Joseph earlier. It turned out that the old man also believed in the magic of allicin!

When people saw his reaction, they assumed he was acting out of the meticulousness expected of a doctor and scientist, and they admired him even more.

Samuel Adams sighed and shook his head, advising, "...But Robin, if you don't let them use allicin to treat their illness, they have no other treatment options!"

There's at least a glimmer of hope with allicin treatment, and I've heard that some doctors have indeed cured tuberculosis with it...

Chen Wenbin was speechless, raising his hand to his forehead and saying, "...That might just be an isolated case!"

"No! This isn't an isolated case!"

Samuel Adams retorted earnestly, "Robin! You probably haven't discovered the therapeutic effects of allicin on these diseases!"

Didn't you say that?

Medicine should also be a science. Now, without conducting scientific research, you've directly concluded that these are isolated cases. Doesn't that contradict the spirit of science?

"That's right!"

John Adams chimed in, "Sir, you really should investigate the use of allicin by London doctors; perhaps you'll find something more interesting?"

I found you, my foot!

I have no idea what therapeutic effects allicin has.

Chen Wenbin glared at the kid, then took a deep breath... Fine! Garlic smell it is!

At worst, you can say that mint leaves can work with allicin to prevent some diseases, which at least helps to neutralize the flavor.

"...Alright! You're right, I do need to investigate the application of allicin in London, as this will make it easier for us to identify patterns."

After calming himself down, Chen Wenbin decided to be a good ruler who humbly accepts advice. He also understood that in this era lacking effective treatments, it was normal for people to be obsessed with allicin... because most people wouldn't gamble with their lives!

So what if my breath smells a little bad?

Compared to the risk of developing tuberculosis, bad breath is nothing!

Besides, if we're going to be mean, we'll all be mean together, and no one will laugh at anyone else!

Oh shit!

The more I think about it, the more surreal it seems... I wonder how future history books will evaluate me?

That guy who made all of humanity stink for a hundred years?

Haha!

I bought a watch last year!

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Often, the course of events is completely beyond the control of those involved.

When Franklin returned to the mansion in the evening and heard about Chen Wenbin's troubles, he collapsed onto the sofa and burst into laughter!

Seeing that Boss Chen's face was getting darker and darker, and he was about to jump up and kick people out, he quickly stopped laughing and comforted him:

"Oh, my dear Robin! It's quite interesting that this story has been recorded in history, isn't it?"

Many great figures from distant times never managed to have their names recorded in history, but you've achieved that with very little effort...

Chen Wenbin rolled his eyes at him and scoffed, "...So you used a kite to attract lightning back then just so history would remember you?"

"That's right!"

Franklin nodded and said, "That's a bit risky, but it's definitely worth it!"

Robin, admit it! We are the same kind of people. We are not content with mediocrity, and we don't want to live a life of mediocrity without even being worthy of being recorded in history. And now, everyone who uses allicin to prevent tuberculosis is praising your discovery, spreading your story, and expanding your influence!

Think about it again, isn't this a great thing?

She truly deserves to be called America's number one smooth talker. She can turn bad into good and the dead into the living. Her rhetoric is simply top-notch!

However, it must be admitted that he is right. It is precisely because of the overuse of allicin that Dr. Chen has achieved his current great reputation.

What is the essence of reputation?

The essence of fame is traffic, and traffic is wealth, which can be monetized through live-streaming e-commerce and paid knowledge products... This is almost common sense in the 21st-century internet age.

Chen Wenbin's goal of monetization is certainly not the 21st-century live-streaming e-commerce, but rather to leverage his reputation to sell the batch of aspirin and malfi imported from North America at a high price... Okay, still live-streaming e-commerce!

However, unlike those livestreamers who earn only a pittance by shouting themselves hoarse, the two products that Dr. Chen sells have a much higher profit margin than Jenna's spinning machine!

Allicin alone can drive up the price of garlic fivefold, allowing doctors and barbers (who also work as doctors) to make a quick buck. Aspirin and methifi, which can actually relieve pain, would have to be sold at the price of gold, wouldn't they?

Do not!

Selling at the price of gold is still too cheap. The nobles and wealthy merchants in London are too rich. We must find some experts to consult and then set a suitable price.

Of course, it can't be sold now. At the very least, we have to wait until we've met with King George III. Ideally, we should bring the King in as a shareholder so that the various noble and wealthy families of London can also share in the profits...

It seems I'll have to set up a British version of PUIC in London again, except this time the flagship products are aspirin and malfi.

So, should it be called "London Medical Foundation" or "British Medicine Group"?

"...Robin, Robin! What are you thinking? Do you think what I said makes a lot of sense?"

Franklin's words interrupted Chen Wenbin's thoughts, but he wasn't angry at all. Instead, he stared intently at his old friend and smiled:

"...Dear Benjamin, I have a part-time job for you. Same salary as the European regional president of PUIC: £80 a month!"

"...Tell me what you're here to do first?" Franklin asked instinctively, on guard.

Chen Wenbin waved his hand, "Don't worry! I just plan to set up a pharmaceutical company, specializing in pharmacies and hospitals... I'd like you to be the public relations manager for this company?"

"Public Affairs Manager..." It was another new term. Franklin thought for a moment, then asked, "What exactly does this job entail?"

"Create hype!"

Chen Wenbin waved his hand forcefully, "Influence public opinion! Promote and publicize the company using various methods, mainly its flagship products, aspirin and morphine! This is your expertise, and I believe you can handle it!"

"PuIC matters will be handled by Maurice, Henry, and Mr. Scott! Of course, you can continue to receive your salary for another six months!"

"...Okay! You've convinced me!"

Hearing that he could receive double pay for six months, Franklin agreed without hesitation... that was £160 a month!

Even the Fellows of the Royal Society are short of money!

Isn't this just praising Chen Wenbin's medicine? Wielding a quill pen, that's what he used to make his fortune!