My experience of grinding in another world

Chapter 191 The Middleman

At night, in the desolate fields of yellow rice, at the Shanghuan residence.

As Old Hao mixed his homemade bone meal into the pile of bone meal, he looked at Shang Huan with concern: "Are you really going to do this?"

The chubby guy with small eyes, Shang Huan, held an iron shovel and stirred it over and over.

"Five white jade coins can only buy five hundred catties of bone powder from Baicaoge."

“We both have five white jade coins, but we are given five hundred and fifty catties.”

"How can we make money if we don't adulterate it!"

Old Hao hesitated for a long time before sighing, "Aren't you afraid of being discovered?!"

Shang Huan chuckled, looking shrewd: "I only mixed 80 jin out of 550 jin, I didn't add any more."

"Just use the whole amount of fertilizer on ten acres of yellow sprout rice fields."

"It only reduces the use of two kilograms of bone meal per mu (unit of land area), so what difference will that make to the yellow sprout rice fields?"

"Don't worry, the buyer will not reduce production due to fertilizer issues."

"Even if the yield is slightly reduced, it will not exceed the lower limit of the yellow sprout rice harvest."

"If anyone asks, then blame it on their lack of farming skills!"

Old Hao looked at Shang Huan with a complicated expression.

"What a swindler..."

Shang Huan, however, said smugly, "Just tell me if you'll do it or not."

Old Hao sighed and shook his head: "Let's do it!"

Chen Mu, floating on the yellow rice field outside the courtyard: "..."

"Is this the kind of counterfeiting method used by those small fertilizer workshops in my past life, where they mixed inferior fertilizer with superior ones?"

"The world is different, but greed remains the same," Chen Mu sighed.

"As expected, we can't expect these guys to change much."

Yesterday, Old Hao even brought him a cheap bone meal as a recommendation.

Looking back now, it must be this one.

Chen Mu almost couldn't resist rushing in and giving them both a good beating!

They never learn their lesson!

Inside the room, the two were working enthusiastically.

"Can we make money?" Old Hao was still somewhat worried.

"Don't worry, the bone meal is sourced from a ghost ship," Shang Huan said confidently. "One hundred and twenty catties, for just one white jade coin."

"With the bone meal we mix in, one serving weighs about 550 jin, which is about four white jade coins."

"We earn one unit for every one we sell."

"If we sell a hundred copies, we'll earn a hundred coins!" Shang Huan exclaimed excitedly.

"Also, for every piece of white jade you sell, I'll give you half." Shang Huan looked at Old Hao eagerly.

This old man has been growing yellow rice all his life, and he knows many farmers. If he can open up sales channels, it will definitely be a huge order!
"Are you sure the bone meal from the ghost ship is safe?" Old Hao asked hesitantly.

"Of course!" Shang Huan said confidently.

Old Hao gritted his teeth: "It's just a slight reduction in production."

"Done!"

Shang Huan was overjoyed: "Isn't that a sure thing!"

Just as I was enjoying myself, a familiar, soft sensation spread throughout my body.

Shang Huan's small eyes widened instantly: "Again?!"

……

Chen Mu pushed open the door and entered, then shook his head as he looked at the two people lying on the floor fast asleep.

Who would have thought that the honest and kind-hearted Old Hao would also engage in unscrupulous business?

"You can't judge a book by its cover," Chen Mu remarked. It seems he was right to teach them a lesson last time. Both of them deserve punishment.

Chen Mu's gaze swept over the two of them.

He wanted to use the calming pill, but he couldn't do it in person.

"This fat guy is not bad."

……

Shang Huan slowly woke up from her daze.

"Awake?" A gentle voice sounded in his ear.

Shang Huan jolted awake and jumped up.

Just two steps away, a burly man was standing next to the unconscious Old Hao.

The other person was wearing a black Taoist robe with a jade belt around their waist.

He wore a pure white mask on his face and a pair of brown gloves with gray and black spots on his hands.

He leisurely squatted down and slowly picked through Old Hao's clothes.

He didn't even glance at Shang Huan standing beside him. A blank white mask, calm and indifferent eyes, skillful and elegant movements as he handled the corpse, and old gloves stained with blood.

This person...

For no apparent reason, Shang Huan felt a chill run down her spine.

The question of his origins stuck in his throat, and he couldn't speak for a moment.

Chen Mu quickly searched Hao Lao's entire body.

He threw the pipe, silver coins, and white jade coins on the ground, but didn't pick up any of them.

Just as Shang Huan was about to speak, she saw Chen Mu take off his right glove and press lightly on Old Hao's arm with his index finger.

It's like touching the meat with your finger to test its firmness when buying exotic animal meat.

He then withdrew his right hand, tilted his head slightly, and stared at Old Hao. A strong, chilling, and devouring emotion suddenly appeared in his eyes.

Gudong!

The sound of swallowing hard broke the silence of the room.

Shang Huan, who was standing to the side, felt a chill run down his spine.

This guy... this guy must be crazy!

Shang Huan's legs trembled, and she couldn't help but want to escape through the window.

Chen Mu slowly stood up and looked at Shang Huan with eyes filled with devouring emotions.

His throat bobbed, gulping...

Shang Huan: "..."

"What...what do you want to do?" Shang Huan felt her throat was dry and she could hardly speak.

"Get straight to the point, I like that." Chen Mu said with a smile.

boom!
A sudden collision rang out.

Shang Huan was startled and only when she came to her senses did she realize that a gray wooden cabinet had appeared out of thin air and crashed to the ground.

"I have some things that I no longer need. Could you help me sell them?"

"This is mine!" Upon seeing the familiar wooden cabinet, Shang Huan couldn't help but shout out.

The next moment, a chilling aura suddenly swept over him.

A sense of deadly danger suddenly took hold of my heart.

will die!

If you move, you will die!

Shang Huan froze on the spot, not daring to move.

But she felt wronged and couldn't express it.

You stole my things and then expect me to sell them for you? That's outrageous!
Five ghostly spirits surrounded Shang Huan, and Chen Mu tried his best to control the Five Ghosts Moving Mountains.

But a frenzied, devouring desire filled his eyes without reservation.

Chen Mu turned his head slightly, revealing his left ear, and slowly asked in his gentle voice, "Yours?"

Shang Huan almost instinctively shouted, "Yours, yours, yours..."

“Very good.” Chen Mu nodded leisurely.

"And help me sell these pills as well." Six bottles of calming pills suddenly appeared on top of the wooden cabinet.

Shang Huan nodded vigorously.

Chen Mu put away the Five Ghosts Moving Mountain with satisfaction.

He turned and pushed open the door, wisps of black smoke faintly appearing around him, before slowly disappearing from sight.

Shang Huan, who was staring intently at Chen Mu's back, couldn't help but widen her eyes.

……

That night, they sent away the anxious Old Hao.

Shang Huan closed the door and stared silently at the cabinet in the corner.

"Find a backer?" Shang Huan narrowed his eyes: "I heard that Dong Cheng has a lower-level supervisor behind him."

"But would someone like that really stand up for me?"

He looked up at the wooden cabinet, staring thoughtfully at the six porcelain vases.

"It seems that this is the key point!"

Shang Huan's eyes lit up.

"A mentally unstable Taoist priest can also make medicine and refine elixirs?"

"Or did he control this person to do it for him?"

"This is an opportunity!" Shang Huan's eyes flashed with a sharp light.

He has no talent for farming, and makes only small profits from buying and selling. But if he could maintain a long-term connection with this lunatic...

"Fortune favors the bold, let's do it!"

(End of this chapter)