My Experience In the Otherworldly Liver

Continue to let Shang Huan increase shipments?

The risk is too great Chen Mu shook his head.

If he wanted to maintain consumption of the jade plate, Shang Huan had to sell seventy-two bottles of Ding Shen Pill every month, facing at least eighty customers.

As long as one person thinks differently, the consequences...

It can only be increased to thirty-six bottles at most. Chen Mu set an upper limit.

Looking for another collaborator?

Chen Mu was a little undecided.

...

night.

The lower courtyard of Jilong Road, in the mountains in the northern part of the Basin Plain.

Under the moonlight, a dark shadow flashed through the woods, and a few slapped leaves swayed slightly in the breeze.

The black shadow traveled all the way, and came to the underground city.

It was Chen Mu who came here to change his appearance.

He is 1.82 meters tall at this moment, wearing a black cloak, a strong and mighty physique, and a bronze beast-head mask on his face, showing a rough and sturdy aura.

In Xingfang City, not far from the exit, Chen Mu casually found an open space, spread felt cloth, and placed twelve bottles of Dingshen pills.

Then a brown wooden sign was erected with two large flowing lines.

One white jade coin, thirty-two calming pills.

After thinking about it for two days, Chen Mu decided to come to the underground market to test the water and sell a batch of Dingshen pills first.

On the surface, the old god is there, but the five ghost paper figures are always lingering by his side. For fear that someone would suddenly find trouble with him.

Not long after, a thin man with a black cloth mask came to the booth.

Can I open it and take a look?

Just look at it. Chen Mu said in a rough voice.

The man poured out a calming pill, looked at the light carefully, and then lightly sniffed it at the end of his nose.

You Dan Wan... He looked over and over, then hesitantly sighed at Chen Mu and shook his head.

Chen Mu rolled his eyes and snatched the tranquilizing pill.

Buy it if you like it, get out if you don't!

Give me back the pills?

I have a problem with this pill! But you can't tell the difference! Are you kidding me when I'm fifth-order pharmacy?

Why are you in a hurry?

I didn't say not to buy it.

Give me two bottles!

The thin man smiled shyly and took out two white jade coins.

Chen Mu took it and put it away.

Choose your own!

After picking, get out of here!

The man smiled apologetically, compared left and right, chose two bottles and hurried away.

It seems like a switch has been turned on.

After the thin man left, people came to buy tranquility pills one after another.

Chen Mu prepared twelve bottles of calming pills for water testing, which were sold out soon after.

He got up immediately, rolled up the felt cloth and left.

After leaving the Underground City, he first wrapped himself in the five ghost paper figurines to hide.

He then switched directions continuously, constantly changing his clothes, and smearing the scent-changing potion on his body.

After tossing to the middle of the moon, I came to the small col behind the low mountain.

He didn't go home either, but lived in a small col.

There is a cellar he dug in advance.

There is food and drink, ventilation and drying, and three exits, so you can escape at any time.

Not only that, he also let two ghosts fly in the air, constantly monitoring the Quartet.

It wasn't until the next day when the sun was bright that Chen Mu was convinced that the group was safe and secure last night, and no one followed them.

Chen Mu returned to the low mountain courtyard, sat in the rocking chair and scratched his head.

Shouldn't someone be robbed halfway and forced to ask the source of the medicine pill?

This doesn't fit the mainstream plot, does it?

I'm not really a protagonist.

Of course, it's also possible that no one has noticed that I'm reselling pills.

It's better to be more careful later.

At this time, he was in the mood to take stock of last night's harvest.

After deducting the cost of one piece, I will make a net profit of eleven white jade coins.

Shang Huan can also provide thirty-six white jade coins.

As long as you go to the underground market once or twice, it will be enough for a month's expenses. Chen Mu couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

This is risky though.

But a small number of multiple shipments. There is still joy to share. The risk of being detected is immediately reduced by more than half.

If they are all handed over to Shang Huan to sell. That fat man is likely to roll over.

With Gongsun Sheng, he was not afraid of Shang Huan's confession.

But finding a new shield is always inconvenient.

...

Five days later, Chen Mu returned safely from Xingfang City again.

Twelve bottles of calming pills were quickly sold out.

Chen Mu had been worried about tracking down the scene, but it did not appear.

Right.

In the entire basin plain, there are thousands of disciples in the lower house.

It's just a few dozen bottles of calming pills, and it's normal to be digested quickly.

After that, Chen Mu went to the underground market every five or six days.

Each time it is sold, there are as many as twelve bottles, and as few as five or six bottles.

The image is not the same every time.

After a few times, nothing went wrong.

Would you like to have more goods at one time? Chen Mu was eager to move.

Forget it. Safety first.

It is safest to use a small number of times and irregular shipments with different identities.

...

Under the dwarf mountains, yellow bud rice fields.

Chen Mu walked among them.

Bunch of large or small icy well water emerged out of thin air and poured on the ground near different yellow buds.

Chen Mu looked at the green and yellow bud rice ears on the top of his palm, and nodded with satisfaction.

Perhaps because of the jade plate, the well water in the low mountain courtyard contains more spiritual energy.

Cooperate with Chen Mu's increasingly mature planting skills. Yellow bud rice is growing gratifyingly.

Every time Old Man Hao came, his face twitched with envy.

The land planted by his master is not as good as that of the apprentice Chen Mu.

puff!

With a soft sound, a peanut big black red pill pierced the air.

A fist-sized, gray-brown, unknown beetle was immediately pierced through.

These annoying bugs are just increasing.

According to what Mr. Hao said. The closer you get to maturity. The more insects and beasts coveted the yellow bud rice.

In the past few days, Chen Mu had to separate out two five-ghost paper figurines and keep patrolling.

He didn't really care how much he got.

But it was hard to plant. Seeing that he is about to mature, he can't ignore it and let it be destroyed by insects and beasts like this, right?

Just as he was thinking, out of the corner of his eyes suddenly caught a glimpse of emerald green.

hum!

One emerald green became two, two became four, and almost in the blink of an eye, a large group of emerald green beetles grew in Huang Yami day.

clang!

Heartless bell Weng Ming. Then black smoke rolled.

In the blink of an eye, the emerald green beetles were all swallowed up by the five ghost bags.

This kind of bug... Chen Mu frowned.

Jie Jia seems to have said that. This is a brand new pest.

Met it once before. Unexpectedly, the yellow bud rice is about to mature, and these guys are making a comeback.

Fortunately, there is Wuxin Bell.

Otherwise, there is really no way to quickly kill this fast-proliferating pest.

...

Three days later, late at night, Huang Ya rice field.

clang!

A bronze bell struck Weng Ming and spread among the fields.

A piece of emerald green beetle rustled to the ground.

Inside the low mountain courtyard.

Chen Mu sat under the wooden shed, frowning at Huang Ya Rice Field from the perspective of the five ghosts.

Again?

If it weren't for him to let the five ghosts patrol and monitor tonight.

Not to mention the yellow bud rice fields that destroyed one or two acres of land.

Is it just me that broke out here, or is there something wrong with the entire basin? Chen Mu felt that something was wrong.

There won't be any bugs, right? !

I have five ghosts patrolling, and there are Wuxin Bells to kill insects.

What about Old Hao?

What about the other farmers?