My experience of grinding in another world

Chapter 200 Extraordinary Talent
night.

Shang Huan's Residence.

Old Hao held a mortar and pestle, grinding the medicine with great effort.

"Do we really want to mix in the supposed magic pill?" He hesitated.

Selling fake bone meal before was one thing, since that was for people like Huang Yami. But Tranquilizing Pills are for human use, after all.

In case something goes wrong...

"Do you still want to make money?" Shang Huan rolled her eyes.

"What if someone finds out?" Old Hao looked conflicted.

Shang Huan chuckled: "You think I just randomly mixed this medicine?"

"I spent a lot of money to figure out this recipe!"

"Just follow my recipe to roll them into balls, then roast them in an incense burner. The taste will be exactly like a calming pill!"

Old Hao shook his head: "That only tastes similar, but a fake is still a fake, and it can't help with cultivation at all."

Shang Huan became even more smug: "The Mind-Stabilizing Pill is not as good as the Spirit-Concentrating Pill."

"It's not the kind of pill that can produce immediate results."

"Its effectiveness can only be discovered through long-term and large-scale use in comparison."

“During normal cultivation, one cannot detect any changes at all, so how can they be sure that this is a real mind-stabilizing pill?”

"Moreover, at least three-quarters of the pills I sell are genuine mind-stabilizing pills."

"The long-term effects may be less pronounced, but who can make such an accurate judgment?"

"Don't worry, no one will find out!"

Old Hao was dumbfounded. Looking at Shang Huan, who had a sly grin on his face, he exclaimed, "You're a real talent!"

"You flatter me!" Shang Huan's eyes narrowed into slits, his face glowing.

Thinking back to his old, honest business practices of buying and selling, Shang Huan was filled with regret and frustration. He had suffered terribly just to earn that little bit of money.

"We have to thank that masked man," Shang Huan exclaimed.

If the other party hadn't robbed him of everything, he wouldn't have had the chance to discover that his talent for forgery was so extraordinary.

Chen Mu outside the courtyard: "..."

Incorrigible!
……

Pfft!
Old Hao, who was just grinding herbs, suddenly collapsed while holding the jar.

Shang Huan's expression changed.

His fabrication has been discovered?!
The door opened by itself without any wind, and black smoke swirled around Chen Mu, slowly appearing from nothing.

"Mr. Gongsun!" Shang Huan quickly stood up, cupped his hands in greeting, and quietly used his body to block the fake pills on the table.

Chen Mu looked at Shang Huan indifferently.

Only after the other person's forehead was covered in a fine sheen of sweat did he turn his gaze away and wave his hand to place eighteen porcelain bottles on the table.

He then said gently, "I'll need your help in the future. Please help me sell twenty-four bottles of Tranquilizing Pills every month."

Shang Huan was overjoyed.

The more he sells, the more he earns.

And then there were the fake pills he mixed in himself...

Shang Huan seemed to see countless white jade coins before her eyes.

At this moment, a gentle voice rang out again: "I heard you can also refine pills?"

Shang Huan felt as if a bucket of ice water had been poured over her head.

Damn it! We were found out!

Looking up, I met the indifferent gaze of the mysterious man.

Chen Mu looked at the uneasy Shang Huan, then suddenly leaned forward and stared intently at her.

Then take a deep breath, as if you're facing a plate of braised beef and sniffing it intensely.

At the same time, he activated the Five Ghosts Moving Mountains technique, and a crazed look appeared in his eyes.

Shang Huan felt a chill run down her spine, and her whole body felt as if she had been thrown into an ice cellar.

madman!

Neuropathy!
His mind raced!

“I have my reasons!” he shouted instinctively.

“In the past, some people smuggled calming pills from ghost ships, but the profit was too small, and soon no one did it anymore.”

“If I continue doing this without making money, those in the know will question the source of the tranquilizer.”

"This easily leads people to conclude that I didn't get the goods from the ghost ship, but that someone else is making medicine and alchemy."

"Only by adulterating drugs can I make money, and only then will others understand why I do it."

"This will also deter many of your competitors from spying!" "This is entirely for your safety!"

Shang Huan felt her mind had never worked so fast before, and a string of words suddenly popped out.

Chen Mu looked at Shang Huan with a complicated expression: "You're really good at making excuses!"

Upon closer reflection, I found that there was actually some truth to it.

Chen Mu straightened up, regained his composure, and continued in a gentle voice, "I must say, this touched me deeply."

"I must thank you," Chen Mu said earnestly.

Shang Huan let out a long breath, but cold sweat kept pouring down her back.

He was giving me a murderous look just now, but now he's thanking me like a friend... This guy is definitely a lunatic!

"It's what I should do." He tried to keep his voice from trembling.

"But please don't continue to adulterate it with fake pills," the gentle voice said again.

"Yes!" Shang Huan quickly agreed, but a chill ran through her heart.

What I just said was a desperate excuse that came out in a moment of panic.

But the reality was indeed as he described.

The mysterious person wouldn't let him fake it, lest someone spy on him.

Arrest, torture, interrogation, or even being silenced—just thinking about what he might face sent chills down his spine.

His own life was not even worth a glance from Gongsun Sheng!
Shang Huan couldn't help but feel a surge of anger. He was indeed a nobody, but was the life of a nobody so worthless?

"It seems you have a deep misunderstanding about me." Chen Mu glanced at Shang Huan indifferently.

Shang Huan's expression immediately changed drastically.

Damn it, if this madman goes berserk, I'm going to be dead tonight!

He hesitated, wondering whether he should run towards the window.

Chen Muwen's gentle voice rang out again: "If you're not afraid of being beaten to death by the people who buy the medicine, you can continue to adulterate the pills."

Shang Huan didn't understand, so I mixed in a quarter of it. The person buying the medicine wouldn't even notice, so how could they possibly kill me?

"Because the medicine I gave you was half-mixed with fake pills," Chen Mu said calmly.

Shang Huan: "..."

……

North of Tongtianfang, the residence of the Lower Courtyard.

Lin Su sat at the head of the main hall with his eyes closed, listening to the black-clad patrol officer recount the results of the search over the past two months.

“All new employees are investigated.”

No one has been found to be related to Dong Cheng's disappearance.

"On the contrary, we discovered two spies from Chongshan Road."

Lin Su opened his eyes: "Chongshan Road?"

"Correct!"

"Based on the interrogation results, he should be a collateral disciple of a small family in the lower courtyard of Chongshan Dao."

“They themselves don’t know why they came here; they were just told to infiltrate our lower courtyard first.” The black-clad patrol officer’s eyes gleamed.

“I think Chongshan Dao must be plotting something. We should report this to the Supervisor as soon as possible.”

Lin Su nodded calmly: "You did a good job. Keep a close eye on those three people, make sure nothing goes wrong, I will inform the supervisor."

"Yes!" The black-clad patrol officer's face lit up with joy.

Thinking of Dong Cheng's disappearance, he suppressed his smile and glanced cautiously at Lin Su: "Chief, it's been too long since Dong Cheng's disappearance. The person who took action was also very cautious. Ordinary methods are no longer sufficient to investigate."

Lin Su glanced at the black-clad patrolman: "What, you find it troublesome and don't want to investigate anymore?"

The black-clad patrol officer quickly bowed and said, "Your subordinate dares not!"

He took two steps forward, leaned closer, and whispered, "Chief, I heard that the Lower Courtyard has a magical artifact that can track and record the past movement routes of the Dao Seal Marks."

"I don't know..."

Lin Su narrowed his eyes: "This matter should not be mentioned again."

"The case of Dong Cheng's disappearance is temporarily closed."

"You don't need to worry about what comes after that."

"I will obey your orders, Commander." The black-clad patrol officer breathed a sigh of relief.

Although this laborious task is lucrative, the lack of a clear outcome always leaves one feeling anxious.

Now that I've sold it, I finally don't have to worry about it anymore.

Seeing Lin Su's expression, the black-clad patrol officer understood.

When colleagues from the Inspection Bureau chat, they often mention that the Dao seal marks of lower-level disciples can be recorded and tracked. Now it seems that this is more than just a rumor.

(End of this chapter)