The Aloof Lord's Mysterious Wife
Chapter 322: No Hunger Marketing

Chapter 322: No Hunger Marketing

Chu Shuo was a man of action. Leveraging his connections, he quickly bought a pharmacy in the black market. After transforming its appearance, he distributed the pills according to Nanli’s list.

Some might have harbored doubts, but when men faced the prospect of needing something and not having it, they would try anything. Chu Shuo had expected it would take at least three days, but to his surprise, the very next day, a servant boy arrived at the pharmacy and immediately asked to buy ten Man-Up Pills.

When the shopkeeper reported this to Chu Shuo, he was taken aback. "Ten pills? Did you clarify to him that each pill costs three hundred taels?"

"That lad said he understood and paid with silver right away," the shopkeeper replied.

Chu Shuo stroked his chin, impressed by the effectiveness of Nanli’s pills. It seemed these pills really worked wonders. Good products would never lack customers.

With Chu Shuo’s arrangements, the newly opened pharmacy was gaining a reputation in the black market for its potent tonic pills.

Back at the Prince Yu Mansion, Nanli was gleeful while counting the silver. "The profits from alchemy and medicine making are quite lucrative."

The cost of producing the pills wasn’t high; the key lay in the formula and method of preparation.

"Sixth Sister, as I said, let me handle everything. This business will surely succeed," Chu Shuo reassured.

However, Ye Siheng, sipping tea nearby, had a dark expression.

Sensing the chilling gaze, Chu Shuo turned his head and was visibly shaken, swallowing nervously. "Your Highness, did I do something wrong?"

Ye Siheng placed his teacup down and began to speak, his voice heavy with dissatisfaction. "While it’s good that many are buying these pills for their effectiveness, have you considered how hard A’Li is working? Whether she’s drawing symbols in the mansion or exorcising spirits outside, she’s already exhausted. Now she’s returning late at night to refine pills. Look at her eyes—they’re red from lack of sleep!"

He continued to vent his grievances like a petty complainer.

Nanli blinked, considering whether she should fetch a mirror to check her eyes. She hadn’t noticed any redness this morning.

Chu Shuo was nervous too. After scrutinizing Nanli for a while, he couldn’t detect any bloodshot eyes either. On the contrary, her eyes were bright and clear, full of vitality.

Looking at himself, Chu Shuo realized that perhaps it was his own eyes that were bloodshot.

But despite Nanli’s energy, Chu Shuo couldn’t help but feel for her. "Sixth Sister, don’t overwork yourself. How about this? I’ll sell the pills by drawing lots, so you won’t need to refine them every night."

"No need. These tonic pills are easy to refine. I can produce dozens in half an hour," Nanli explained. "They need to be taken in a course to effectively treat chronic ailments. I’m earning this money; I must satisfy my conscience and not resort to starvation marketing."

Though Chu Shuo didn’t quite grasp what starvation marketing meant, he could see Nanli’s seriousness and determination, so he didn’t try to persuade her further.

At this moment, Ye Siheng glared fiercely at her. "If refining pills only keeps you busy for half an hour, why do you return to your room almost every night around midnight?"

These past few nights, he had wanted to prove himself again. However, Nanli seemed engrossed in making money!

Sometimes when there was a commotion outside at night, she heartlessly threw off the covers, put on clothes, and disappeared without a trace.

By the time she returned, it was already midnight.

Seeing Nanli so exhausted, how could he still have any thoughts about that aspect? He wished he could massage her hands and feet to help her sleep peacefully.

Nanli had become quite savvy in matters of love and could see Ye Siheng’s resentment. She shrunk her shoulders and said, "I also need to find suitable books for the junior monks at Sanqing Temple. Their masters are not up to par, resulting in their poor foundation. They need more attention; otherwise, they’ll have a difficult time achieving greatness in the future."

Though Ye Siheng understood that Nanli was doing legitimate work, he still felt uneasy. Sourly, he said, "Fine, I’ll support whatever you choose to do."

Chu Shuo broke out in a cold sweat. He had only come to deliver money and hadn’t expected the Ninth Prince to get jealous and temperamental. After all, in the eyes of the people in Capital and even in Mu Nation, the Ninth Prince was known for his inscrutability. Today was clearly an exception!

He was just about to make a quick exit when a man arrived from outside. Chu Shuo recognized him as Wang Cheng, one of the assistants from the pharmacy.

"Master!" Wang Cheng had managed to get into the Prince Yu Mansion after passing through several layers of security, which was no small feat. His face was drenched in sweat, his voice hoarse. "There’s trouble at the pharmacy!"

"What happened? Too many people buying medicine?" Chu Shuo’s immediate reaction was to inquire.

Wang Cheng shook his head. "No, a group of ruffians and thugs came to cause trouble. They injured the shopkeeper and trampled all over the pills."

Chu Shuo stood up abruptly, anger flashing across his face, but he remained composed. "Alright, someone is jealous. Go back to the mansion immediately, gather our men. Whoever dared to vandalize my shop, I’ll deal with them!"

Since the pharmacy was located in the black market, the authorities wouldn’t intervene, so they had to take matters into their own hands. After all, Chu Shuo was the second son of the Mansion of Marquis Anyang, and such a reputation in the black market wasn’t good for the Chu family. Hence, he rarely showed himself.

However, those people not only vandalized the shop but also ruined the pills Nanli had painstakingly crafted. This was utterly despicable!

Ye Siheng felt frustrated, as he was looking for an outlet for his anger. Unexpectedly, the opportunity presented itself.

"No need to return to the mansion to gather men," Ye Siheng suggested, "I have the Black Armor Guard at my disposal right here."

Chu Shuo was startled. "Isn’t that too much? This is just a trivial matter. Mobilizing the Black Armor Guard might..."

He didn’t dare to continue.

Nanli added, "It might be seen as abusing power and bullying."

"It doesn’t matter," Ye Siheng insisted. "Your shop is my shop."

"That’s right! Vandalizing the shop is equivalent to disrespecting me! We must reclaim our dignity!" Qing Feng, not afraid of causing a scene, chimed in.

Nanli sighed helplessly. "If customers find out this shop is associated with you, Your Highness, they might hesitate to buy again."

"They wouldn’t personally come to buy medicine anyway. There won’t be any negative impact. Moreover, if they know the shop is associated with me, they might trust it more, which could benefit the business," Ye Siheng replied confidently.

Nanli glanced at him with a faint smile, silently thinking, "Your Highness, aren’t you a bit too self-absorbed? How many people in Capital aren’t afraid of you?"

However, since Ye Siheng insisted, neither Chu Shuo nor Nanli could say much.

Qing Feng immediately mobilized a team and took preemptive measures, sealing off all the entrances and exits of the black market. Surprisingly, the thugs who had become overly audacious didn’t leave after causing chaos. Instead, they continued to hold the shopkeeper hostage and harass him.

As soon as Qing Feng gave the order to arrest them, they scattered in fear. However, with all exits sealed off, they were quickly captured and brought back.

Not only did these ruffians and thugs face capture, but the other shopkeepers and customers in the black market were also astonished. Why had the Black Armor Guard come to the black market to intervene in such a trivial matter?

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