Married as a Substitute to the Male Lead Who Was Rejected
Married as a Substitute to the Male Lead Who Was Rejected Chapter 72

No matter who you are—male, female, young, or old—hearing the words “You’re special” will always make your heart waver.

Especially for Lin Yunsi, who had already left the Lin family. Lin Qinghen’s promise struck directly at his heart.

Anyone who heard Lin Qinghen’s ambitious plans would be astonished. His vision extended beyond just a few people or a few bottles of elixirs; his starting point was an entire city. And what would Die Meng Medicine Hall look like in the future?

Lin Yunsi, for one, was left squatting there for quite some time after listening.

Lin Qinghen told him not to yearn after the Shen family or Fu Xin Hall; the raw materials used in alchemy are crucial to the quality of the elixirs. If they could establish a stable supply chain, with Lin Qinghen holding the key, who’s to say Die Meng couldn’t become a powerhouse in the future?

So, when Lin Qinghen went for an on-site inspection yesterday afternoon, Lin Yunsi trailed him step by step, truly sensing that Lin Qinghen wasn’t just saying things idly—he was ready to take action, and nobody could stop him.

Being young, Lin Yunsi felt his youthful blood stirred by Lin Qinghen’s words. Last night, he lay awake, dreaming of the future. At the first light of dawn, he rushed over, unable to wait any longer.

Today’s tasks were even more than yesterday’s.

Lin Qinghen’s pace was indeed fast. His approach was simple: if something can be started, don’t wait around. Learning to mix soil proportions wasn’t difficult—just pay attention, do it a few times, and control the quantity; watering with medicinal solutions during growth was even simpler, requiring almost no skill.

Yellow-tier spirit plants weren’t hard to care for; dedication was all that was needed.

Yesterday, Lin Qinghen had quickly trained a batch of people, who then passed on the knowledge to others. Everything went smoothly.

The farmland on the southern side of the city was too large to cover in a single day, so Lin Qinghen had only surveyed it briefly, took a few soil samples, and confirmed that the untainted soil was uniform, just like the land on the north side of the city. It was perfect for Lin Qinghen’s formula.

With everything going according to plan, today, Lin Qinghen was ready to formally meet with the people of Lei City to sign the first batch of contract agreements.

Whether or not others were excited was uncertain, but Lin Yunsi certainly was.

Lin Qinghen had already marked out sections on a map for that large farmland in the south, designating a small portion for sale to different medicine halls. This way, the Yin family could quickly get some funds to ease their financial strain.

Most of the medicine halls in Lei City didn’t have enough land. Die Meng also acquired a plot without any payment upfront; the agreement was to deduct it from their medicinal supply payments later.

Lin Qinghen had a unique positioning for Die Meng; his medicine hall didn’t need to engage in large-scale cultivation. At least not now—starting from scratch would be too costly, and Die Meng couldn’t bear that burden. Later, they could just wait for the supply.

For now, he needed Die Meng to grow certain herbs for loss-making accelerated production that would serve his system’s time constraints; he didn’t need much land for that.

Lin Qinghen had already mass-produced enough Homeostasis Powder for the medicine shops to sell. By today, he estimated he had made enough—several thousand bottles, along with Die Meng’s previous stock, to last for quite some time.

After that, his system’s two production lines would be devoted to new elixir formulas.

Naturally, Lin Qinghen’s first choice was two types of Spirit Nurturing Pills. Vitality Enhancement Pills were highly specialized, mainly for children during Spirit Awakening, and weren’t in high demand, so they could be produced occasionally. Gale Powder had a growth period of nine months, and the cost of acceleration agents would bankrupt Lin Qinghen, so he didn’t plan to make much of it for now.

The two types of Spirit Nurturing Pills were Yellow-tier, with one at seven stars and the other at five stars. Their production times differed—one hour and forty-five minutes, respectively, with each batch yielding around twelve to fifteen pills.

Skill mastery impacted the production of these pills similarly to Homeostasis Powder. For every batch, production time would decrease by 0.04%.

This rate was slower than with Homeostasis Powder, and there wasn’t a baseline of 1,000 bottles factored in for skill mastery from the start, so reaching a satisfactory production time would take several months.

After those months, the land Lin Qinghen had “contracted” out would yield its first crops. With a steady supply of materials, he wouldn’t need to rely on expensive acceleration agents for the system to run continuously. This was Lin Qinghen’s plan, and he would follow it step by step.

Aside from the plots sold to the medicine halls, the larger sections were reserved for the people of Lei City.

According to Lin Qinghen’s map, these plots were divided into small, medium, and large sections, allowing people with different needs to choose appropriately.

The news had already been spread throughout the city yesterday.

But many didn’t quite understand his intentions; such a model was unprecedented. Others who understood still didn’t dare to believe there could be such a good opportunity.

However, the land opening in the south had attracted attention, and many people were curious to see what Lin Qinghen, who had turned Lei City upside down, looked like. Curiosity drove crowds to gather.

So, when Lin Qinghen led Yin Jiuxiao off the carriage, he saw plenty of onlookers, craning their necks, whispering as soon as they saw him, yet not daring to approach.

Lin Qinghen seemed accustomed to the attention by now and ignored it, pulling Yin Jiuxiao along.

In front of the soon-to-open plantation was a platform. Lin Qinghen wasn’t the only one there on official business; Mu Jiu also greeted him with a slight nod and politely addressed him as “Young Master Lin.”

However, the Alchemist Association representatives weren’t there for him—they were there on their own business.

Aside from Die Meng, there were seven or eight other major medicine halls in town, three of which were directly under the Alchemist Association’s control. The others maintained long-term partnerships with the association, meaning Mu Jiu influenced or controlled them.

Now that the land in the south was opening, and with Lin Qinghen’s planting methods taught to everyone, each medicine hall would naturally expand cultivation. They were here today to recruit new farmhands.

Their model didn’t conflict with Lin Qinghen’s; it was a peaceful coexistence. Yet the two lines were clearly different today.

The medicine halls offered decent wages, better than before, and by the time Lin Qinghen arrived, their line was already long.

His platform was guarded by Die Meng staff, and though many people gathered, no one had stepped forward to sign; they were there to watch the excitement.

“Really, if we grow it, after paying the fixed amount, the rest is ours to keep?”

“Are you sure this new variety won’t have issues? What if it yields poorly and ends up tricking us?”

“Will the Alchemist Association really refine our elixirs for free? Are you sure they won’t give us low-quality products? Those alchemists, they all look down on us and don’t interact with common folk. Can this really be true?”

“And that Lin Qinghen, I heard he’s fierce. He’s an outsider—is he really going to be this kind to the people of Lei City?”

Facing something new, people naturally had doubts.

The people of Lei City had struggled for a long time, and now that a huge opportunity had appeared, their first reaction wasn’t to jump for joy but to sniff it carefully and observe.

The agreement posted on the side explained things clearly, with sworn commitments from the Alchemist Association, the Yin family, and Lin Qinghen himself.

But since Die Meng was based in the north, those in the south weren’t familiar with them. Mu Jiu, the old fox, stood on the far side of the platform, acting as if he had nothing to do with this, further adding to the skepticism.

Yin Hengxie was too busy managing internal matters in the Yin family to attend today’s event.

Without a well-known figure in the city to support him, even with the contract, people were hesitant.

Die Meng’s influence wasn’t big enough, and Lin Qinghen’s fierce reputation didn’t inspire trust; instead, people felt pressured, as if they were being forced.

Moreover, the farmhand job offered daily wages, which were quick and reliable. Lin Qinghen’s plan, while not costing any money, also didn’t pay anything upfront. The profits wouldn’t materialize for at least three months, even with the contract. This uncertainty caused people to hesitate.

Not everyone thought long-term; most just wanted to secure their immediate needs. And since these were ordinary citizens rather than alchemists, they couldn’t grasp the full potential of these spirit plants.

As a result, many asked questions, but no one actually signed up. Lin Qinghen led Yin Jiuxiao through the crowd, enduring skeptical glances.

Mu Jiu observed from the sidelines, with the Alchemist Association representatives saying nothing, as if they had no part in it.

From the beginning, Lin Qinghen led this initiative, though the Alchemist Association and the Yin family agreed with his vision, and he had already sacrificed a portion of the profits.

The medicine halls had secured land and learned the techniques, and the Yin family had received some quick cash. Yin Hengxie and Yin Miao were busy with their family’s restructuring, and some people were enjoying the benefits, with an “old fox” attitude, simply watching.

For instance, Mu Jiu was in no rush to reassure the public, waiting to see Lin Qinghen’s next move.

If Lin Qinghen failed, the Alchemist Association could step in and take over. Then, it would be under their control, not Die Meng’s.

Though Lei City’s triad of power was now stable and everyone shared a common goal to push Lei City forward, not everyone was comfortable with Lin Qinghen calling all the shots; some were still vying in secret.

“In short, they still see me as weak. Ranking by spirit power really has ingrained itself,” Lin Qinghen muttered to Yin Jiuxiao with a sigh. “Guess I haven’t cracked the whip enough.”

“Don’t worry,” Yin Jiuxiao replied, gripping his hand tighter. “I’m here with you.”

Yin Jiuxiao and the Lang Clan were unexpected allies. The situation this morning was something Lin Qinghen had anticipated to some extent.

Seeing that Mu Jiu was content to watch, Lin Qinghen didn’t press him; he simply exchanged a glance with the old fox and smiled.

The couple remained unaffected, but Lin Yunsi, who had come early and eagerly, seemed deflated.

“What do we do now?” Lin Qinghen heard him whisper. “With something so good, why won’t anyone believe it?”

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