My experience of grinding in another world

Chapter 213 Source
Late at night, Chen Mu returned to the cellar in the mountain valley with a helpless expression.

In the underground market, many stalls were selling calming pills. Each had discounts, and each sold counterfeit pills.

His supposedly relatively effective calming pills are surprisingly unpopular!

"Bad money drives out good money," Chen Mu shook his head.

He used to use inferior products to steal business from Baicaotang's genuine products.

Now... it's karma.

“That means we can’t break even,” Chen Mu frowned.

He could have easily made money and gained experience points.

As a result, so many fake drug dealers suddenly appeared out of nowhere.

……

Low hill courtyard.

Under the wooden shed, on a square table, there was a large table full of delicious dishes, including smoked and grilled meat skewers, boiled sliced ​​meat, fish ball soup, yellow sprout rice balls, and Lao Qi's meat pies.

"With your skills, it's a waste to farm." Old Hao took a big bite of a pie and clicked his tongue.

"Ask whatever you want to know," Old Hao said with a chuckle, glancing at Chen Mu.

After spending so much time together, he's become very familiar with this technique.

"When will the ghost ship come again?" Chen Mu asked directly.

"That's more like it!" Old Hao laughed. "You can't just stay here farming all day. You'll look like an old man."

"You're so young, you should be full of curiosity, you should go out and see the world!"

Curiosity? Want to explore?
I wouldn't dare!

The world is so dangerous; one wrong move and someone could die!

"Based on the timeline, they should be here in about seven or eight days." Old Hao thought for a moment and said, "When they arrive, you'll come with me, and I'll show you around."

"Thank you, Elder Hao," Chen Mu said with a smile.

The underground market can't sell calming pills.

The only place we can go is the ghost ship.

If that's still not safe enough, then we'll have to go to the Heavenly River Water Mansion that Old Hao mentioned.

"It's all that damned fake drug dealer's fault!" Chen Mu thought bitterly.

Their peaceful life was thus shattered.

……

The next day, Chen Mu got up very early.

After breakfast, we began processing the medicinal herbs.

Take a handful of root-like herbs cut into small sections, place them in your palm, put your hands together, and slowly and firmly rotate and rub them.

Puff puff!
With a low, muffled sound, the tough wooden medicinal material instantly turned into a small pile of fine powder.

Following the same method, Chen Mu used his hands to grind all the medicinal herbs into powder.

Mix them in the correct proportions, sift them through a fine sieve, and pour them into a dark earthenware pot.

Next, add the adhesive and mix well. Finally, put it into a wooden mold and press it into balls.

The process was repeated continuously, and basket after basket of calming pills were slowly produced under the wooden shed and on the wooden frame.

Then place the Soul-Stabilizing Pill next to it, and let the Mind-Stabilizing Pill slowly air-dry in a dry, low-temperature environment.

Chen Mu then sat down in the rocking chair to rest.

He is preparing a calming pill for the ghost ship trip.

"It's a pity that we can only use the true pill with the core of the night-blooming jasmine." People who buy pills in bulk can definitely tell the difference.

"The previous batch of the 1.0 version of the Tranquilizing Pill can only be gradually handed over to Shang Huan."

He suddenly realized something: "Will Shang Huan's sales channels also be affected?"

Chen Mu frowned. Another cut in monthly income?
Should we increase the sales volume of ghost ships?
He instinctively shook his head.

"For now, we'll limit it to twenty bottles."

We must never disregard the risks just because of temporary difficulties.

The five ghosts billowed black smoke, and the sieve, ceramic basin, and wooden mold were instantly cleaned up.

Chen Mu slowly drank the herbal tea, then got up and left the house.

……

Behind the low hill, in a small valley.

Chen Mu sat cross-legged on a millstone-sized rock.

With his right hand raised in front of his eyes, a dark pill the size of a peanut, covered with black and red flame patterns, appeared.

I glanced casually at a brown rock about the size of a human head seventy meters away.

Throwing ability passive effect triggered - Locked!
With a thought, the dark pill vanished instantly, leaving only a thin black and red line in sight.

puff!
A small hole suddenly appeared on the stone.

Chen Mu's lips curled up, and an uncontrollable sense of satisfaction rose within him. The frustration caused by the rampant counterfeit medicine instantly dissipated.

"Come again!"

Five seconds later, a pill appeared on his right hand.

puff!
Next to the small hole on the stone, another transparent round hole suddenly appeared.

biubiubiu……

Puff puff……

Chen Mu, carrying the Bigu pills, spent the entire afternoon playing in the small mountain valley.

As darkness fell, Chen Mu looked at the gray wall with satisfaction, his skill level improving.

Sand-containing spell: 8670/10000/Tier 3;

"It'll be here soon." Chen Mu said with great anticipation.

He can now cast the Sand-Containing Technique thirty-two times in one go, which is a higher limit than before.

Is it because experience increases that each consumption is less?
Or did the Hundred Intent Spiritual Light Technique subtly increase the jade's grade?

"It's probably a combination of both," Chen Mu said knowingly.

……

Shang Huan's Residence.

An honest, unassuming man sat opposite Shang Huan.

"Could you make it a little cheaper?"

Shang Huan raised her eyebrows and opened her mouth, her face full of disbelief: "Brother Zhang, tell me honestly, are ten white jade coins really that expensive?"

"This is a formula that can perfectly mimic the taste of the calming pill, enough to fool anyone!"

"With it, how much money can't you earn in jade?"

"But...but this is still fake medicine." The honest man hesitated.

Shang Huan said earnestly, "Brother Zhang, do you know that if you use the Tranquilizing Pill too often, you'll develop drug resistance!"

"Wouldn't it be better for them if we added some soothing incense to his drink and reduced the frequency of his pill use?!"

"You must remember, we're not adulterating the medicine to make money, but to help them cultivate better!" Shang Huan waved his right fist, his face full of conviction.

"I bought it!" said the honest and unassuming Brother Zhang with a determined look on his face.

"That's right!" Shang Huan immediately beamed with joy.

Old Hao, who had been listening in the background, was dumbfounded.

After seeing the honest man off, he was still a little taken aback: "Aren't you afraid of causing problems by selling like this?"

"I'm only selling incense formulas. People insist on selling it as a tranquilizer. What does that have to do with me?" Shang Huan said confidently.

"What a shrewd businessman!" Old Hao shook his head and sighed.

"Then don't take a cut from my profits, okay?" Shang Huanle chuckled jokingly.

"Ahem... I know someone else, want to get in touch?" He pretended not to hear Shang Huan's teasing.

"Of course!" Shang Huan's eyes lit up: "I've only sold twenty-three portions in total, that's nothing!"

"Once I've sold fifty copies, I'll go buy the best copy of the Spirit Light Technique!" Shang Huan said confidently.

Outside the courtyard, Chen Mu, who had just arrived to deliver goods to Shang Huan, was speechless.

So, it turns out this fake drug scandal was all started by this fat bastard!
Does this guy have a problem with making and selling counterfeit goods?

It hasn't been that long since we last met. Like a husky, it's speeding down this road of no return.

Looking at that chubby face with its squinted eyes and a smile, Chen Mu wanted nothing more than to strangle that bastard!

This bastard ruined his peaceful life!
Pfft!
With a muffled thud, the two people in the room immediately slammed their faces to the ground.

You fat bastard, you just wait!

……

Seven days later, at noon, at Tongtianfang Wharf.

Old Hao, his face bruised and swollen, led Chen Mu to the Tongtian River.

Beside the two was Shang Huan, whose face was swollen like a pig's head.

Chen Mu glanced at the other person's eyes, which were almost swollen into slits, and felt as sweet as if he had drunk honey.

There's still a long way to go, let's settle this score slowly!
Not long after, a ghastly white monster emerged from the bottom of the Tongtian River.

"Ghost ship? So it's the 'ghost ship' from 'white worm'." Chen Mu suddenly realized.

According to his understanding, ghost ships are underground black markets, operating clandestinely.

I was initially puzzled as to why Boss Hao had brought him here at noon.

At this moment, however, he understood.

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