The poor girl from the 1970s was forced to kiss by the damp educated youth.

Jiang You recounted the scene he witnessed when he returned home. He pulled open his collar, revealing his neck, which was bruised and swollen from being strangled, and angrily accused, "You almost strangled me to death yesterday."

Feng Ruyu had no recollection of it; he only felt sore all over, as if he had been severely beaten. "So you hit me?"

Jiang You's lips twitched. "The person who hit you wasn't me, it was someone else."

Feng Ruyu was skeptical.

"If you don't believe me, you can go and see for yourself in the yard. Last night you and she were fighting so fiercely that you ruined my yard." Jiang You covered his face. The bluestone floorboards were so heavy that it would be difficult for several people to carry them, and they were gone just like that.

Feng Ruyu stood up, muttering, "It's not that I don't believe it, I just find it unbelievable, how could such a thing happen—"

The next second, he couldn't speak.

The yard was littered with rubble; not a single stone on the ground was intact. The artificial hill was also broken, and even the few pieces of raw jade in the corner hadn't escaped destruction. And those red carp on the ground—weren't they Jiang You's favorites? How could he let them die like that?

"What else do you have to say?" Jiang You questioned.

Feng Ruyu swallowed hard. "Your eye for jade is terrible. Not a single piece of the jade rough is green."

Jiang You: "...You, get out!"

It's impossible for it to roll away.

With nowhere else to go, Feng Ruyu could only turn to Jiang You for help.

"But I didn't do anything yesterday. I just went to Grandpa Fan's place for a while and looked at his newly acquired jade vase. Oh no, Grandpa Fan is in trouble!"

"You suspect you picked up something dirty from Old Master Fan?"

"I'm not thinking of anything else but there. Let's go see Grandpa Fan quickly."

"I wouldn't dare."

"Hey, stop dawdling and hurry up."

Jiang You couldn't walk; his feet were even more swollen, so Feng Ruyu took him there on her bicycle.

"If something really happens to him, there's no point in the two of us going. If you ask me, we should go find that girl from yesterday first. She can fight, so let's take her with us." Jiang You was scared.

Feng Ruyu reiterated, "It's too late."

Jiang You: "There's still time! There's still time!"

A night has passed, it won't make a difference how much time goes by.

But Feng Ruyu ignored him and rode straight to Grandpa Fan's house.

For a moment, Jiang You thought about jumping out of the car and dying from the fall.

The old man's name was Fan Boxiu. His ancestors were once prominent, but later the family fell into decline. They lost their power and their ancestors passed away, leaving the old man alone in a two-courtyard house.

A few years ago, the old man swept the streets and cleaned toilets. In the last two years, he was exonerated and his house was taken back. However, most of the things in the house were destroyed, leaving only some worthless pots and pans.

Fortunately, the old man was shrewd; he had hidden away all the valuable items. After his exoneration, he could sell one or two treasures, enough for an old man to live on for several years.

The old man doesn't have much to do all day long; he just likes to tinker with things like jade and antiques. This time, when he heard that someone had Ming Dynasty porcelain, he went to join in the fun.

As a result, Lao Tzu also took a fancy to a jade vase, and the more he looked at it, the more he liked it, so he spent a lot of money to buy it.

Feng Ruyu was also present at the time and liked the vase. She simply went home with the old man and spent most of the afternoon admiring the vase.

If Feng Ruyu gets into trouble, the old man's condition might be even more serious.

Sure enough, when the two arrived at the old man's door, they heard crackling sounds coming from inside.

Feng Ruyu abruptly released the handlebars of her bicycle, completely disregarding Jiang You behind her. As a result, the bicycle tipped over, and Jiang You fell.

"Feng Ruyu, I'm breaking off all ties with you!" Jiang You gritted his teeth.

Feng Ruyu didn't care at all, "What time is it? Stop talking nonsense."

He helped Jiang You up, carried him on his back, and knocked on the door. But as soon as his hand touched the door, it opened.

"The sound was coming from inside, it seems to be from Grandpa Fan's bedroom."

"If something really happens, there's no use us going. Just leave me here."

"I won't let go."

"I'm just a burden, put me down now."

"No, I dare not go if you don't go."

Seeing his friend's determination, Jiang You grabbed the pillar. Feng Ruyu fell backward and tumbled to the ground.

With a thud.

Both of them fell silent.

At this moment, the commotion inside the house grew louder and louder, coming from the inner courtyard towards the front yard.

Jiang You trembled, clinging tightly to the pillar and burying his face in it.

"Grandpa, are you alright?"

Feng Ruyu went to greet him, but was pushed aside by the old man. He was stunned. Had the old man taken some kind of superpower?

"Grab him!"

A figure in dark blue caught up with them.

Feng Ruyu's eyes widened. What was this person holding in his hand? A wooden sword?

"Lock the door, don't let him escape!"

Chen Zhi and Yang Hong were taken aback as they entered the room, only to see an elderly man with graying temples rushing towards them.

Before Yang Hong could react, Chen Zhi slammed the door shut.

"Aaaaaahh ...

Chen Zhi turned around and saw the old man lift Yang Hong above his head and throw him towards the dark blue figure chasing after him.

That's Master Yang?

Master Yang caught Yang Hong and put him down. He then saw Chen Zhi raise her leg and kick Old Master Fan away.

"..."

That's incredibly strong!

Master Yang seized the opportunity and tied up Old Master Fan.

"He's having a fit of hysteria," Master Yang explained.

Those present were dumbfounded, as if they thought the children were three years old.

"Master, are you inside?" A clear voice came from outside the gate.

"That's my disciple," Master Yang said.

Chen Zhi hummed in agreement, then turned and opened the door.

The boy outside the door was about seventeen or eighteen years old, with delicate features, and was carrying a cloth bag in his hand.

"Thank you," the boy said to Chen Zhi as he jogged inside, the bag jingling softly.

Master Yang Qi led Master Fan and his disciple into the bedroom, then slammed the door shut, cutting off any view from the outside.

Chen Zhi: "It seems we won't be able to buy anything today. Let's go back."

"Hey, wait a minute," Jiang You called out to Chen Zhi.

Chen Zhizheng looked at him leisurely, "What is it?"

Jiang You nodded. "Something's up."

He limped up to Chen Zhi, a fawning smile on his face, "Young lady, are you still buying jade?"

"That's right. But I don't want yours anymore, it's too small." Chen Zhi's tone didn't hide her disdain.

Jiang You's lips twitched, thinking to himself, "You really don't know what's good for you," but he smiled and said, "I know where to find big ones."

Jiang You got back on the back of the bicycle, Feng Ruyu pushed the bike, and Chen Zhi and Yang Hong followed behind them.

Led by Jiang You, the group made several turns and arrived at a secluded bungalow.

"This place used to be a jade gambling site, but it was cracked down on and abandoned. It only reopened last year. There are jade rough stones and finished pieces here. The dry white jade you like, and the lowest grade bean jade, can be bought here by weight, ranging from a few cents to a dime per kilogram." Jiang You was practically saying that Chen Zhi liked the worst jade.

Chen Zhi's eyes lit up. "So cheap?"

Jiang You: "A few years ago, people wouldn't even want it as a gift."

Chen Zhi: "I'll take as many as you have."

Jiang You rolled his eyes. "These things are worthless, ugly, and don't hold their value. Why would you buy them?"

Chen Zhi: "Of course I have my uses."

The man who bought the jadeite rough and finished pieces was called Lao Xiao. Lao Xiao was very tall, slightly hunched over, and looked to be in his forties or fifties.

Chen Zhi bought over 200 jin of raw materials, which were either dry white seeds or the lowest quality soybean seeds, and spent 67 yuan.

She helped Lao Xiao clean up the "junk," and Lao Xiao's mood brightened considerably. He smiled and said, "Want to take a look at the raw materials?"

Chen Zhi wasn't interested; she just wanted to go back and clear Xi Lang of the evil energy. But Jiang You insisted on seeing it, pulling Chen Zhi along and boasting, "You should see what good jade really is."

Seeing that it was still early, Chen Zhi said, "Okay."

She'll look around, and if she finds something she likes, she'll buy it and give it to Xi Lang.

Old Xiao led them to the backyard, which was piled with stones of all sizes, numbering at least hundreds, if not thousands.

"This area costs twenty dollars."

"This area costs fifty yuan."

"This area costs one hundred dollars."

"This area costs two hundred dollars. If you see anything you like, just call me; I'm in the front yard."

After Old Xiao finished speaking, he went to the front yard. He marked the stone with red ink, so there was no need to worry about anyone trying to take advantage of the situation.

Chen Zhi found a pleasing rock to sit on and watched Jiang You and Feng Ruyu wander around among the rocks with a bored expression. Jiang You, in particular, was limping and hopping around, which was really funny.

"Aren't you going to take a look?" Yang Hong asked Chen Zhi.

Chen Zhi shook her head, "I won't watch it, I won't watch it."

Yang Hong nodded in agreement, "Gambling on stones is bad. Many people have lost their fortunes and families because of it. It's best to avoid this kind of thing if possible."

"You seem to know quite a lot." Chen Zhi was surprised that Yang Hong, who was so young, was so clear-headed.

Yang Hong blushed slightly, "I heard it from other people."

"Chen Zhi, pick one, it's a gift from me," Jiang You called out.

Chen Zhi: "Really?"

Jiang You hesitated for a moment, "You can only choose the area with a price of twenty yuan."

Since it was something she got for free, Chen Zhi didn't care how much it cost. "Sure, I'll take the piece right under my butt."

Jiang You was surprised. "Aren't you going to take another look?"

"No need, I just like the look of it." Since she wouldn't choose anyway, I might as well pick one that she finds pleasing to the eye.

"These stones are all leftovers from before, and very few of them will yield green jade," Yang Hong whispered.

Chen Zhi raised an eyebrow. "How did you know? Did you just hear about it?"

Yang Hong nodded. "Yes. These days, regulations are strict, making it almost impossible to source goods."

Chen Zhi agreed with Yang Hong's words, but if Yang Hong knew such a simple principle, there was no reason why Jiang You wouldn't understand it.

Jiang You understood, of course; he was just hoping for a lucky break.

Before long, Jiang You made his selection. He chose two stones, one for fifty yuan and the other for one hundred yuan. Neither stone was very big, not as big as the one under Chen Zhi's buttocks.

Jiang You paid the money and immediately ordered the stone to be cut, also taking Chen Zhi's piece to be cut as well.

First, they cut open Jiang You's two pieces. Inside were only white stones, not a trace of green. Jiang You's face, like the stones, collapsed; he was so angry that his eyes turned red.

He gritted his teeth and said, "Looks like nothing's going right lately."

As for Chen Zhi's part, Lao Xiao was uninterested. "Should we solve it or not?"

Before Chen Zhi could speak, Jiang You blurted out, "Solve it!"

Chen Zhi didn't care; she sat to the side and yawned.

The sound of the stone being cut was shrill, and there was a lot of dust. Just when her patience was about to run out, Jiang You exclaimed, "It's green!"