Chapter 212 Origin

In the dead of night, Chen Mu returned to his cellar in the mountain hollow with a face full of helplessness.

In the underground market, many stalls were selling Calming Pills. Each one offered discounts, each one had counterfeit pills.

His relatively authentic Calming Pills actually attracted no buyers?!

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

It was always him using inferior products to snatch business from the genuine goods of Hundred Herbs Hall.

Now... it was retribution.

"This way, I won't be able to break even," Chen Mu frowned.

Originally, he could have earned money and gathered experience calmly.

But unexpectedly, so many sellers of fake medicine sprang up out of nowhere.

...

Low Hill Courtyard.

Under a wooden shed, on a square table, lay a feast of roasted skewers, boiled meat slices, fishball soup, Yellow Bud Rice balls, and lots of delicious pies from Old Qi's family.