The middle-aged man watched helplessly as his companion actually won the antidote at the auction and smeared it between his legs, immediately showing a particularly relieved and content expression.

And it was exactly this expression that made the middle-aged man who couldn't win the bid worry like an ant on a hot pan, even sitting directly on the ground crying bitterly.

A man in his forties, sitting naked on the ground, crying uncontrollably—such a scene was truly visually striking.

Serves them right!

This is what they deserved!

Right from the start, they had no good intentions. They saw Chen Yu was wholeheartedly dedicated to serving the village, so they leveraged this to try to cheat money and exploit people.

Yes, while the villagers are simple and honest, and Chen Yu rarely encounters the treacherous parts of the world, it doesn't mean the village lacks someone who can deal with people like them.

And Zhao Tienan is one of those people!

"Hey, stop wailing. I only said I have one antidote, but if you're willing to pay, I can give you the secret recipe to make it. That way, you can save your lifeline," Zhao Tienan said leisurely.

"Really?"

"Alright, I'm willing to pay ten thousand. Please sell the recipe to me quickly."

The middle-aged man's eyes lit up, and he immediately spoke, as if grabbing a lifeline.

"What are you thinking? A bottle of antidote went for thirty-five thousand, and you think the recipe would be that cheap? But seeing as you're really out of money, I can give you a discount—twenty thousand, take it or leave it. Otherwise, you might as well get ready to lose it," Zhao Tienan waved his hand, sneering as he spoke.

"Fine, twenty thousand it is. I'll get it for you now!"

The middle-aged man gritted his teeth and reluctantly handed over the last twenty thousand he had to Zhao Tienan.

In reality, they weren't some wealthy merchants; at most, they were just some con artists. Scraping together this money was already their limit.

"Doctor, I've already given you the money, shouldn't you tell me the recipe now?"

The middle-aged man's pain and itch were driving him insane.

"Ah, okay. Go to Tiger Girl's Supermarket at the village entrance, buy a bottle of sesame oil, and apply it somewhere private," Zhao Tienan said casually, counting the over fifty thousand he had just received.

"What? Are you freaking kidding me!"

The two middle-aged men were thunderstruck; they never imagined such a simple antidote would cost them over fifty thousand—it was like they were being played for fools.

"Listen up, you two, I've seen plenty like you. I was deliberately making fools of you two con artists from the start."

"You two idiots, pretending to be rich businessmen?"

"I'm calling people right now, so you have three minutes to leave the village. If you can't make it, you'll be buried here," Zhao Tienan said, pulling out his phone and shouting, obviously calling for backup.

"Run!"

The two middle-aged men turned pale as paper and immediately pulled up their pants, sprinting out without looking back, escaping the village in one breath.

They knew very well that in a place like Fengshan Village, with its fierce local spirit, if the villagers were to gather, they'd be more destructive than any urban gang...

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