69: Chapter 70 No one is good enough for An Xin

The fat man's eyes were cold and menacing. If looks could kill, An Xin would have been killed by this damn fat man's gaze a hundred times over.

I am just a passerby, how would I have such skills? I am just young and willing to listen to advice. Haven't you heard the professionals explain what raw stone material is? Oh, I forgot, you are not from China, so you probably wouldn't understand.

To make sure the Sakura Country fat man could understand the professional terminology, An Xin specifically spent 0.25 points to exchange for a Sakura Country language scroll, and used the Sakura Country language to tell him that raw materials are just landfills for raw stones.

The fat man's face turned very ugly.

You, you, you are shameless.

The Sakura Country fat man angrily wiped away the line and drew a new cutting line.

This line still perfectly avoided the emerald.

He placed the raw stone on the machine again.

The cutting line he drew had no technique; it was just a direct cut in half.

No matter how many times you cut it, it's still trash.

Gambling addicts are always such sore losers.

Tsk tsk tsk, with that little financial power, you still want to get rich overnight? It's just a dream. Jade is our culture, and immense wealth—the god of wealth won't bestow it upon outsiders.

Stop dreaming, work more, pay more taxes. Perhaps if the god of wealth is in a good mood, he might reward you with a piece of practice jade worth three hundred.

Fat man, don't get angry and embarrassed. I don't have much money in my wallet, just two and a half, so you don't need to daydream again just to earn those two and a half.

An Xin knew the fat man was destined to lose, so he simply stated the amount in his wallet.

From the beginning, this bet had only one purpose: to slap faces.

To slap the damn fat man's face.

To slap his shamelessness.

Hearing An Xin's words, the red on the fat man's face deepened by another shade, just like a cooked, limp shrimp.

Boss, I want to cut it again.

The first time is free. For the second cut, it's ten per kilogram of material. The electronic scale is over there.

The boss couldn't even be bothered to lift his eyelids, using his foot to point at the electronic scale next to the waste bin.

The fat man held his precious raw stone to weigh it.

25.38 jin, I'll count it as 25 jin. Just pay 250 for the cutting fee.

The price for the second cut was not calculated this way at all; it was always calculated based on time.

The boss had guessed the weight of the raw stone and intentionally stated this rule.

He was intentionally twisting the knife to embarrass the fat man.

The fat man didn't say a word, paid the money, held the stone, and walked with heavy steps, enduring the humiliation as he headed toward the stone-cutting machine.

The roar of the machine sounded again, and the electric drill quickly cut into the stone material.

This cut was relatively large, taking two minutes longer than the first cut.

Seven minutes later, the machine stopped.

With the experience from the first time, the fat man didn't dare to touch the stone material immediately, instead waiting for a few minutes.

Only then did he take the split raw stone down from the cutting machine.

This cut still revealed nothing.

This raw stone had no areas producing material; it was like a rotten century egg, filled with black impurities.

The small amount of jade material was also cloudy and unclean, filled with bubbles and cotton-like inclusions.

If you took this thing to carve and sell at a street stall, you wouldn't even earn back the labor costs.

The hardness of the impurities couldn't even support carving training for beginners.

Even apprentices wouldn't look at this kind of trash.

Tsk tsk tsk, where is your 80,000-yuan watermelon?

The crowd immediately began to tease him about his daydream.

The fat man is completely too ashamed to stay any longer.

He thought of that humiliating wallet. Before leaving, he opened it and took a look; there really was only two and a half inside.

The fat man blushed with shame over this two and a half.

He took out the money inside and threw the wallet away.

He ran away without taking the broken stone.

Everyone heard the bet we just made, right? I'll keep this broken stone as a souvenir, to remember that guy's shamelessness.

An Xin didn't stand on ceremony with the crowd at all, directly picking up the piece of waste material with the emerald, while Chu Xinxin picked up the other piece.

[Ding! Congratulations to the Host for completing the side quest. Reward: Permanent use of the Golden Eyes of Treasure Appraisal.]

An Xin, having received the reward, was in a great mood.

Thank you, Miss Chu Xinxin, for sponsoring the two and a half. You also have a share in the credit for teaching that fat man a lesson. Can you help me buy an acrylic box for that piece of material, make a small display stand, and write down today's funny story?

Of course I can.

An Xin's heroism today was simply too handsome.

Chu Xinxin had also been annoyed with that fat man for a long time.

Being able to do something for An Xin made Chu Xinxin very happy.

I'll go write the introduction material for this piece of waste material right now. I guarantee it will be finished within an hour. I'd also like to trouble all the witnesses to leave a signature to increase the credibility of the legacy.

Since Chu Xinxin said so, everyone naturally had no objections and was very willing to help with this favor.

The owner of the raw stone shop was also a kind person. Upon learning what Chu Xinxin wanted to do, she invited Chu Xinxin into the room and gave her paper and a pen.

Little sister, don't worry too much about the acrylic display stand. There's an old, unused second-hand display cabinet here that you can use after washing it. If you're willing to put this waste material in front of my shop, you can come here to gamble on stones and cut raw stones, and I can give you free, unlimited access for life.

That sounds great, thank you, Boss. I wish you great prosperity.

What do business people like to hear?

Naturally, it's words wishing people wealth.

Chu Xinxin had a sweet mouth; one sentence made the female boss's eyebrows curve with a smile, looking twenty years younger.

Hey, this little girl has such a sweet mouth. Girls with sweet mouths have good fates, and your boyfriend is top-notch!

The proprietress said, giving Chu Xinxin a thumbs up.

The proprietress's husband is also very capable; being able to open a shop here means you are also a very blessed person.

The two chatted for a few sentences, and then the proprietress went back to work.

Chu Xinxin picked up a pen and quickly wrote down the information about the waste raw stone on a piece of white paper.

Chu Xinxin's handwriting was very elegant.

After writing about today's events for three sentences, Chu Xinxin's gel pen suddenly stopped.

Chu Xinxin looked up at An Xin, who was waiting to the side.

Brother An Xin, do you want to leave your name?

Leave yours; that two and a half was your contribution.

An Xin's words caused Chu Xinxin's pretty face to flush with a gentle red.

Okay.

Chu Xinxin responded softly and started writing again.

This introduction was written very quickly.

Chu Xinxin's writing style wasn't flowery at all; precisely because it was simple and honest, it was more credible.

At the end of the introduction, a space was specially left for witnesses to sign.

An Xin, since your name isn't in the story, can you sign in the witness section?

An Xin didn't mind signing.

He took the pen and signed it neatly.

His strokes were vigorous and fluid; ever since he had money, his handwriting had changed, becoming more majestic than before.

Looking at An Xin's name, Chu Xinxin blushed, picked up the pen, and wrote her own name next to An Xin's.

Looking at the two names pressed closely together, she wished so much that this wasn't a witness signature, but a signature on a marriage registration certificate.

This thought flashed through her mind for a moment and then disappeared.

Chu Xinxin didn't dare to dream of it coming true.

She wasn't good enough right now; she wasn't worthy of the excellent An Xin.

Only a more excellent woman could be worthy of An Xin.

No...

In Chu Xinxin's eyes, it seemed like no one could be worthy of An Xin.