The Rogue Villager Chen Erbao

The factory building was enormous, so large you could barely see from one end to the other. Even during the off-season for tourism, it was packed with visitors.

Chen Erbao felt like he had walked into a wet market. It was a cacophony of voices, bustling with people.

"Mr. Chen, the raw stones here are divided into sections," Wenwen explained from the side. "The ones at the very front are under ten thousand yuan, but it's basically impossible to find any jade in them. Of course, some people get lucky... The ones at the very back are over three million yuan. The prices are high, but if you're lucky, it's not impossible to cut an Imperial Green."

Chen Erbao decided to look around the outer sections first.

He walked over to the section for raw stones under ten thousand yuan.

The tourists gathered here were mostly ordinary travelers, first-timers looking for a bit of novelty.

The raw stones didn't look promising. Not only were they pitted and ugly, but with a single sweep of his gaze, Chen Erbao could see them with perfect clarity.

Out of dozens of fucking stones, only one had a hint of green inside, and it was full of impurities. The rest were just worthless rocks!

And yet, every single one was priced at over five thousand yuan!

'What a bunch of fucking crooked merchants!'

Chen Erbao had thought his own cosmetics company was outrageously profitable, but compared to this, it was nothing!

They could just grab some worthless rocks and dare to sell them for thousands. Not even robbery was this fast!

Looking across the factory floor, which was larger than a soccer field, he figured their daily profits must be in the hundreds of millions!

Chen Erbao continued walking forward until he reached the three hundred thousand to five hundred thousand yuan section, where he finally stopped.

If he could find a Spirit-Containing Object for a small amount of money, that would naturally be for the best.

He wasn't here just to cut high-quality jade, after all.

The quality of the jade wasn't necessarily correlated with the presence of a Spirit-Containing Object; the two had no significant connection.

The piece of jade Chen Erbao had once cut at Changbai Mountain had been of only average quality, but it had indeed been a Spirit-Containing Object.

And just like that, before he had gone much further, Chen Erbao spotted a raw stone containing a Spirit-Containing Object.

The price was three hundred and eighty thousand yuan.

The raw stones in this price range didn't place too high a demand on Chen Erbao's Divine Sense. He could see into them clearly with just a couple of glances.

"Number 389. I'll take it!"

He handed his bank card to a nearby staff member, took the raw stone, and went over to the cutting machines on the right to have a master cut it for him.

As the cutting machine SCREECHED and sparked, layers of the outer rock fell away, finally revealing the shimmering green jadeite inside.

"Congratulations, sir. We are willing to purchase it for four hundred thousand yuan. I was wondering if—"

"Not interested."

Chen Erbao took the jade, wrapped it up, placed it in a small pushcart, and continued onward.

Xiaoqian and Wenwen followed behind, pushing the cart, feeling slightly surprised.

Xiaoqian had been here with many big bosses before, but it was rare to see someone like Chen Erbao cut a piece of jade on their very first try.

Although the profit wasn't huge—only a hundred thousand yuan—it was at least a good start!

They continued onward, arriving at the one million to one-and-a-half-million-yuan section.

Compared to the crowded chaos of the previous sections, there were far fewer tourists here.

After all, over a million yuan was no small sum.

Chen Erbao focused his gaze, concentrated his mind, and sent out his Divine Sense.

Before long, he once again found a Spirit-Containing Object.

He spent one million, two hundred and eighty thousand yuan and had the master start cutting.

It was a tedious process.

Chen Erbao stood there waiting, bored out of his mind, but Xiaoqian and Wenwen's hearts were pounding.

This was one million, two hundred and eighty thousand yuan!

'If I had this much money,' Xiaoqian thought, 'why would I have to sleep with Fatty Song?'

'My frail body has to bear a weight it shouldn't have to at this age!'

'And every time, I have to worry about Fatty Song's mood and pretend to be happy...'

Wenwen was also daydreaming. If she had that kind of money, her family wouldn't have to worry about her tuition...

The two women secretly sized up Chen Erbao, their minds racing as they looked at his sharp, chiseled profile and strong body.

'If I could just sleep with this Mr. Chen once, then...'

"It's jade!" someone exclaimed.

"Sir, congratulations! We're willing to offer one million, eight hundred thousand..."

"Not for sale."

Chen Erbao took the jade, wrapped it, and placed it in the pushcart.

Not everyone who came here was looking to buy. Sometimes, just watching others cut jade was a form of entertainment in itself.

You weren't spending your own money, but you could still feel the excitement when the jade was revealed. What was not to like?

When some people saw the two pieces of jade in Chen Erbao's cart, an idea struck them, and they started to move closer to him.

'Might as well soak up some of his good luck!'

Xiaoqian and Wenwen, who had been lost in their own fantasies, were stunned to see Chen Erbao cut yet another piece of jade, their mouths hanging open in astonishment.

They had never seen anyone with such good luck!

'Could he be an expert in this field?'

Xiaoqian's heart raced. 'If only he could give me a few pointers...'

"Damn, man, you're incredible! Cut two in a row!"

A man said, holding out a cigarette to strike up a conversation.

Not wanting to be rude, Chen Erbao accepted the cigarette but didn't light it. "Just luck," he said.

He then pointed to another raw stone. "I'll take that one, too!"

A staff member brought out the raw stone. After the card was swiped, the master began to cut.

By now, a crowd had gathered around Chen Erbao. Seeing him decisively buy a third stone, they all stared with wide eyes, eager to see if his luck would hold out.

The master felt a bit of pressure being watched by so many people. He tried his best to keep his hands steady as he carefully cut away layer after layer.

"Holy shit, it's green!"

The crowd caught a glimpse of the gleam and got as excited as if they had cut it themselves.

"Looks like white jade! Damn it, how is this guy's luck so good!"

"Are you dreaming? What kind of luck lets you cut three successful pieces? That's not luck, that's skill! This kid is definitely a master!"

"..."

A fist-sized piece of high-grade white jade appeared before everyone. Because it was so full of Spiritual Qi, a faint, misty vapor seemed to swirl around it, making it look extraordinary.

"Congratula—"

"Not for sale."

This was what annoyed Chen Erbao the most—they always had to ask if he was selling.

Ignoring the master's regretful gaze, Chen Erbao placed the white jade in the pushcart and went back to browsing.

Meanwhile, word that he had successfully cut three pieces of jade in a row had already spread throughout the entire facility.

Tourists swarmed over, hoping to get a glimpse of this expert's face.

But unfortunately, the crowd was too thick, and most people couldn't push their way in.

Security guards were maintaining order.

Xiaoqian and Wenwen's faces were flushed with excitement. "Mr. Chen, you're amazing!"

"Luck!"

"..."

Someone who overheard Chen Erbao's reply couldn't help but let their mouth twitch.

Seeing that the two women seemed tempted, Chen Erbao smiled. "You two want to buy one as well?"

"I... I don't know anything about this. I wouldn't dare," Wenwen said hesitantly.

Her shy, timid appearance was enough to make anyone feel protective of her.

Chen Erbao was in a good mood. He glanced around and saw a decent piece of jade in the one-million-yuan section. Although it had no Spiritual Qi, the shimmering green light within it couldn't be hidden from his Divine Sense. It should be worth quite a bit.

"Go ahead and buy that stone. If you lose, it's on me. If you win, the profits are yours."

Wenwen's eyes lit up when she heard this. She quickly looked in the direction Chen Erbao was pointing and saw it was priced at one million yuan. Her heart immediately started to race with excitement.

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