My Experience In the Otherworldly Liver Chapter 43

"It still won't work." Chen Mu looked at the big brown meatball with a duck egg.

It contains fish meat, white wheat rice, nuts, oil, salt, honey, as well as supplements and antiseptic drugs.

Chen Mu wanted to make a high-calorie, nutrient-rich, shelf-stable dry food. Prepare for the upcoming excursion.

Inspired by past life compressed cookies.

Unfortunately, after many attempts, it still fails.

It can be eaten, but the taste is not good, the preservatives are not very good, and the supplementary effect of medicine is slightly.

"Fortunately, you can brush your proficiency."

Thinking about a new formula can improve your proficiency by fifty or sixty, which is comparable to reading a medical book.

After working hard for more than half a month, the pharmacy has reached more than 9,000, and it looks like breaking through the third-order.

"Tomorrow, take a day off." Chen Mu turned to look at the failed product in a bamboo basket.

"You have to get rid of these things."

Market in the gathering area under Dongshan Mountain.

Chen Mu wore a bamboo hat and a face towel, and put on Yang Zhi's vest again.

Go to a familiar location, spread out the booth, and put the failed rice **** on the table.

Then he sat down on the ground and quietly waited for the customer to come.

"Brother Yang, I'm here to sell rice **** again. Two cents apiece, right? Give me ten."

As soon as he sat down, a thin old man with a goatee came over.

The other party's surname is Liu, and they all call him Lao Liutou. He is a local man and a traveling doctor.

He sells the bruise medicine Dali Pills in the market, and often goes to the mountains to collect herbs, which he also collects from laborers.

Chen Mu set up a stall here, 50% of which were aimed at his medicinal materials.

"Yeah." Chen Mu nodded sullenly, looking like he was taciturn.

With the birthmark on the face, it feels a bit cold.

Old Liutou was already mature, so he didn't care, and handed Chen Mu an oiled paper bag: "Look, is it the medicinal material you mentioned."

Chen Mu opened it and glanced at it, frowning slightly.

Put down the oiled paper bag, wrapped ten rice **** quickly, paused for a while, and then sent two more.

He took out thirty copper plates and handed them to the other party together with the rice ball.

Old Liutou nodded in satisfaction.

While watching, there was a sudden commotion at one end of the street.

Several yamen officers carried a stretcher and left quickly.

Everyone gathered at the street corner to chat and discuss.

"What's going on?" Chen Mu nodded and asked as he went to the stretcher.

"Beasts hurt people." Old Liutou was used to it: "It's just a bit miserable. It is said that the heart, liver, spleen and lungs are all taken out by the animals."

"It's normal to encounter wild beasts in the deep mountains and wild neighborhoods. Fortunately, you have a view of the breeze, otherwise you will be unlucky when you encounter evil spirits."

Chen Mu couldn't help nodding.

Qingfengguan does have the means.

In the wilderness, thousands of laborers gathered, and several months passed without a single evil incident.

The two chatted casually.

Out of the corner of Chen Mu's eyes, the street was searching.

Thousands of people have built mountains, game, herbs, minerals, all kinds of natural raw materials have been continuously discovered.

There are no precious ones here, but there are many common ones, which is convenient for him to find formula materials.

"Are there wild boars today?" Chen Mu looked at it for a long time and suddenly asked.

"It's gone now, Zhang Laoliu sold out early in the morning." Liu Laotou is an old fried dough stick, well-informed: "Do you want it?"

"Yeah." Chen Mu nodded.

"The brothers from the old Zhang family made a wild boar nest with wine lees and Mongolian sweat medicine. There will definitely be another one tomorrow."

"Where is his home?" Chen Mu thought about it.

"Going to his house? That's right, the butcher has to keep some for himself." Old Liutou was stunned, then shook his head: "It must cost more."

Chen Mu calmly shook his head: "No problem."

He's going to take a test, and it's going to cost money.

"Go east, his house is in the far east of the shanty town."

"It's close to the Xiaobailang River, which is convenient for slaughtering and cleaning livestock."

"You'll know when you go over there and ask."

Chen Mu nodded his thanks. Then quietly sell rice balls.

The rice **** are full of ingredients, sweet and hungry. Once you buy them, you know they are good things.

There are many old customers, and they will be sold out in no time.

Chen Mu and Lao Liutou said hello, put away the stall, stuffed it into a bamboo basket, and headed east.

East of the gathering area.

According to the instructions of passers-by, Chen Mu found the butcher Zhang Lao Liujia.

A wooden house with a fence surrounded by thick forearm wood.

A pigsty was isolated on the east side of the yard. The ground was full of black mud and the stench was high.

Several black-skinned wild boars were humming and chirping.

There is a stone platform on the west side, surrounded by three tall and thin men, eating pig ears and peanuts and drinking.

"Zhang Laoliu?" Chen Mu pretended to be Yang Zhi and said coldly.

"Which one are you?" The three men put down their wine glasses, stood up and looked at Chen Mu with bad expressions.

"Do you sell pigs?" Chen Mu said calmly.

The expressions of the three suddenly softened.

"It's sold out today, so there's only a little ear left, and it's not enough for the three of us. Let's do it tomorrow."

"I want a live pig." Chen Mu pointed to the pigpen.

The three of them were surprised, but they didn't ask much: "You choose."

Chen Mu pondered for a moment and said, "That end is the biggest."

"That's more than 300 catties, and you get 10 taels of silver." Zhang Lao Liu said.

"Yes." Chen Mu said simply.

Then he strode to the pigsty and looked at it.

Not only were the few wild boars not afraid of strangers, but they also glared at Chen Mu angrily.

Zhang Laoliu was startled when he saw Chen Mu's happy promise, and couldn't help but feel annoyed.

Shout less!

After thinking about it, I was embarrassed to raise the price.

He divided it up and sold it, only seven or eight taels.

Now I save energy and earn an extra taels. Thinking of this, I feel happy.

Zhang Laoliu put his mind away and was about to call his brother to help tie the pig with a rope.

boom!

Chen Mu smashed the wild boar's forehead with his fist.

The wild boar that was still barking just now turned to the ground with a grunt.

Then he reached out and grabbed the front leg of a wild boar, and lifted the three-hundred-pound wild boar out of the pigpen like a chicken.

He threw it into the big bamboo basket behind him.

He threw 60 taels of silver to Mr. Zhang and left without saying a word.

The eyes of Zhang Lao Liu and the others were round.

Fuck! So much power? !

On the west side of Xiaodong Mountain.

Chen Mu deliberately stayed away from the altar construction area on the east side, and chose a pit not too far from Qingfeng Temple.

He lifted the big wild boar and took out a broken wooden basin from the bottom of the bamboo basket.

With a flash of the sleeve sword, a blood hole was opened in the pig's neck.

The wild boar was in pain and woke up, just about to struggle.

scoff!

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The sleeve sword slid down the back and neck, the hard spine was pierced like tofu, and the spinal nerve was instantly cut off.

He just grabbed the back leg of the wild boar and raised one hand to let blood.

When the wooden basin was full, Chen Mu put down the wild boar and stepped back ten meters with the bamboo basket.

Putting on sheepskin gloves, he carefully took out a wooden box from the bottom of the basket, and took out a bright red leather bag from it.

This is a strange object from the round-faced Taoist priest.

Chen Mu guessed that it was a magic weapon.

The little paper figurine was weird, he didn't dare to try it lightly.

As for recognizing the protagonist on a drop of blood, forget it, he admitted that he did not have the protagonist's life.

After thinking about it for a month, I tested it with different methods to confirm that the bag would **** blood.

This time, Chen Mu was going to feed him all at once to see the reaction.

Ten meters apart, he threw the bag into the pig's blood basin.

murmur murmur...

The bag sinks and bubbles.

The blood dropped at a speed visible to the naked eye, and it was clean after a while. Not even a tiny bit was left in the crevice of the tub.

Chen Mu approached and looked at it, picked up a wooden stick and poked the leather bag.

The bag didn't respond, and the paper figurine he was afraid of didn't pop out.

The mouth of the bag was tampered with by him with a few sticks.

He didn't dare to dig it out with his hands.

Find another wooden stick, hold the leather bag like chopsticks, turn it over and dump it.

wow...

A large pile of things fell out from the mouth of the small bag, and the half-meter-diameter wooden basin was filled in half in one fell swoop.

Chen Mu: "..."

Oh baby!

Before he could react, the black rope on the bag shrank, and the mouth of the bag closed again.

Chen Mu put the leather bag in the wooden box just now.

He threw the wooden basin and wild boar into the bamboo basket, picked it up and left quickly.

Chapter end