Continue to let Shanghuan increase shipments?
"The risk is too great." Chen Mu shook his head.
If Jade Plate wants to maintain consumption, Shang Huan has to sell 72 bottles of calming pills every month and face at least 80 customers.
As long as one person has other thoughts, 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 is located in the mountains in the northern part of the basin plain.
Under the moonlight, a dark shadow flashed through the trees, and a few palm-sized leaves swayed slightly in the breeze.
The shadow walked quickly all the way to the underground city.
It was Chen Mu who had changed his appearance and came here.
He is now 1.82 meters tall, wearing a black cloak, with a strong and mighty physique, and a bronze animal head mask covering his face, giving him a rough and powerful aura.
In the underground city, not far from the exit, Chen Mu randomly found an open space, spread it with felt cloth, and placed twelve bottles of Dingshen Pills.
Then a brown wooden signboard was erected with two lines of elegant characters written on it.
"One white jade coin, thirty-two tranquilizing pills."
After two days of thinking, Chen Mu decided to come to Difang Market to test the waters and sell a batch of Dingshen Pills first.
On the surface, the old god is there, but the five ghost paper people are always lingering around him. He was afraid that someone would suddenly attack him.
Not long after, a thin man masked in black cloth came to the stall.
"Can I open it and take a look?"
"Watch as you like." Chen Mu said in a rough voice.
The man poured out a tranquilizing pill, looked at the light carefully, and then sniffed it gently at the end of his nose to identify it.
"Your pill..." He looked over and over, then sighed and shook his head at Chen Mu with a hesitant look on his face.
Chen Mu rolled his eyes and grabbed the Dingshen Pill.
"If you want to buy it, buy it. If you don't want to buy it, get out!"
Give me this pill back?
There is something wrong with my pill! But you absolutely can't tell the difference! Do you think my fifth-level pharmaceutical skill is a joke?
"Why are you so anxious?"
"I didn't say I wouldn't buy it."
"Give me two bottles!"
The thin man smiled and took out two white jade coins.
Chen Mu took it and put it away.
"Pick your own!"
"Get out of here after you pick it!"
The man had an apologetic smile on his face, compared the left and right bottles, selected two bottles and left in a hurry.
It's like a switch has been turned on.
After the skinny man left, people came one after another to buy Dingshen Pills.
Chen Mu prepared twelve bottles of Dingshen pills for water testing, and they were sold out in a short time.
He immediately got up, rolled up the felt and left.
After leaving the underground city, first use the Five Ghost Paper Man to make yourself invisible.
Then he continued to change directions, changing his clothes and applying odor-changing potions on his body.
After struggling until the moon was in the middle of the sky, we arrived at the small col behind the short mountain.
He doesn't go home either, and lives in Xiaoshan'ao.
There is a cellar that he dug in advance.
There is food, drink, ventilation and dryness, and there are three exits so you can escape at any time.
Not only that, he also let two ghosts fly in the air, monitoring all directions at all times.
It wasn't until daybreak the next day that Chen Mu was convinced that his party was safe and secure last night and that no one was following them.
Chen Mu returned to Aishan Courtyard, sat in the rocking chair and scratched his head.
"Shouldn't someone kidnap you halfway and ask for the source of the elixir?"
"Isn't this in line with the mainstream plot?"
"I'm really not the protagonist."
"Of course, it's also possible that no one has noticed that I'm reselling pills."
"You have to be more careful in the future."
At this time, he was in the mood to take stock of last night's gains.
"Deduct the cost of one, and the net profit is eleven white jade coins."
"Shang Huan can also provide thirty-six white jade coins."
"As long as we go to the underground market once or twice, it will be enough for one month's expenses." Chen Mu couldn't help but breathed a sigh of relief.
There are risks though.
But small quantity and multiple shipments. There is also Shang Huan to share the burden. The risk of being noticed is immediately reduced by more than half.
If they were all handed over to Shang Huan for sale. The fat guy will probably flip over.
With Gongsun Sheng here, he is not afraid of Shang Huan confessing himself.
But it’s not always convenient to find new shields.
…
Five days later, Chen Mu returned safely from Difang City again.
Twelve bottles of Dingshen Pills were quickly sold out.
The tracking and tracing drama that Chen Mu had been worried about did not appear.
"Right."
"There are thousands of disciples in the lower court in the entire basin and plain."
"It's just dozens of bottles of tranquilizing pills. It's normal for them to be digested quickly."
From then on, Chen Mu went to the underground market every five or six days.
Each sale can range from twelve bottles to five or six bottles.
The image is different every time.
After several attempts, nothing went wrong at all.
"Do you want to sell more goods at once?" Chen Mu was ready to make a move.
"Forget it. Safety first."
It is safest to ship small quantities multiple times and use different identities to ship irregularly.
…
At the foot of the short mountain, there are rice fields with yellow buds.
Chen Mu strolled among them.
Balls of cold well water, big or small, appeared out of thin air and were poured on the ground near different yellow sprouts.
Chen Mu looked at the green and yellow buds on the top of the palm and nodded with satisfaction.
Perhaps because of the jade plate, the well water in Aishan Courtyard is richer in earth spirit energy.
Cooperate with Chen Mu's increasingly mature planting skills. The yellow sprout rice is growing well.
Every time Old Man Hao comes, his face twitches with envy.
The land cultivated by his master was not as good as that cultivated by his apprentice Chen Mu.
puff!
There was a soft sound, and a peanut-sized black red pill pierced the air.
An unknown beetle the size of a fist and covered in grey-brown was immediately penetrated.
"There are more and more of these annoying bugs."
According to what Mr. Hao said. The closer to maturity. The more insects and beasts covet the yellow bud rice.
In the past few days, Chen Mu had to separate two five ghost paper figures to patrol continuously.
He didn't care much about the harvest.
But it was finally grown. You are about to mature, you can't just ignore it and let it be ruined by insects and beasts, right?
Just as he was thinking about it, he suddenly caught a glimpse of green out of the corner of his eye.
Buzz!
One emerald green turned into two, and two turned into four. Almost in the blink of an eye, a large group of emerald green beetles appeared in Huangya Mitian.
clang!
Unintentional bells ring. Then black smoke billowed.
In the blink of an eye, all the emerald green beetles were 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.
Encountered it once before. Unexpectedly, the yellow bud rice was about to mature and these guys made a comeback.
"Fortunately, there is no heart bell."
Otherwise, there is really no way to quickly eliminate this fast-proliferating pest.
…
Three days later, late at night, there were yellow buds and rice fields.
clang!
The sound of a bronze bell and the sound of buzzing spread across the fields.
A patch of emerald green beetles rustled to the ground.
In the short mountain courtyard.
Chen Mu sat under the wooden shed and frowned at the Huangya Rice Field from the perspective of the five ghosts.
"Again?"
If he hadn't asked the five ghosts to patrol and monitor tonight.
At least one or two acres of rice fields with yellow buds will be destroyed.
"Is it just me that broke out, or is there something wrong with the entire basin and plain?" Chen Mu felt something was wrong.
You won't encounter any insect infestation, right? !
"I have five ghosts to patrol, and a heartless bell to kill insects."
"What about Mr. Hao?"
“What about other farmers?”
(End of chapter)
