Bring your aunt to eat big meat, the scumbag father's family is furious

Uncle Yin bent down and picked up the stones. They were indeed treasures, the lowest one was worth two thousand taels, and the highest one was worth four thousand taels.

Generally speaking, it takes an average of one hundred selected stones to produce a piece of good goods of this value, but that woman picked out almost all the good goods in the warehouse area with extremely fast speed and high efficiency.

Her ability was indeed remarkable, but it also caused Uncle Yin to feel worried. His rough and dark face with two scars on it also had a touch of gloom.

"I want to talk to her," said Uncle Yin. "Please ask her to come to my place early tomorrow morning. I will prepare their Middle-earth tea to entertain her."

Then Uncle Yin stared at the cut stones, leaning forward, his arms resting on his knees, motionless, like a tiger that has found its prey.

Qiao Lian'er sleeps on the farm in the space at night. There is a room specially for the owner to live in. It is decorated with modern furnishings, including electric lights, televisions, air conditioners, smart mirrors, and toilets. Pei Shijiu lives in another room, and he gradually learns to use these electrical appliances.

He knew that there was another place in this world that was more advanced and more powerful than even the richest capital city where he grew up.

The development there seems to have surpassed that of the Daze State by a thousand years. If you don't see it with your own eyes, you can't even imagine it.

When you wake up in the morning, there is an automatic breakfast service, including milk, crab roe porridge, shrimp dumplings, bird's nest soup, etc., which is very rich.

Pei Shijiu was used to the food, and it was even more delicate and delicious than the classic breakfast in the capital.

He looked at the woman sitting opposite him. She had everything and could handle anything. She was not afraid of any complicated situation or unfamiliar place. Here, she had no problem coming alone.

He is the one who wants to follow.

What could he do for her?

He has always believed that a man should protect the one he loves, even at the cost of his life when necessary, but Qiao Jianer doesn't need anyone.

The young man lowered his brows, a feeling of inferiority welling up in his heart.

"What's wrong? Is your breakfast not tasty? You can change the taste." Qiao Jianer keenly noticed that the person opposite him was in a low mood.

"That's not it." Pei Shijiu looked at her again: "I feel like you don't need anything."

Qiao Jian'er thought about it and realized that holding these modern powers in her hands would indeed make a man who wanted to protect her feel powerless.

Pei Shijiu was a man from ancient times. Although he was open-minded and frank most of the time, he also retained certain traditional concepts. He believed that a man should protect and take care of his loved ones, which was nothing wrong and even a rare quality.

However, she can ride the wind and waves, and can go through fire and water alone to explore the abyss. Everything she has, especially those things that are beyond her time, makes people feel depressed.

This is something that cannot be achieved even if one tries hard.

"Do you know what is the most important thing to me?" Qiao Jianer said.

"What is it?"

"Yes, I have everything I want, or I don't have to work so hard to get it. When a crisis comes, I have more clever and efficient ways to deal with it, without having to rely too much on external forces. But that doesn't mean I don't need others. In my life, the company of my family and caring people is my motivation to keep moving forward."

She looked at the person opposite her seriously: "I need a true heart."

Pei Shijiu's brows relaxed. He understood what Qiao Lian'er meant. He just needed to be sincere to her and do his best in everything.

He felt the worries in his heart disappear, and the corners of his mouth curled up: "Whatever you want to do, just do it. I will always be by your side. At least I can guarantee that I will not be a burden to you."

Before leaving, Captain Tang gave Qiao Jianer two pieces of raw stones as a thank you gift, with a total value of one thousand taels. He also arranged accommodation for the two of them and provided them with three meals a day.

When I opened the door, breakfast was already placed outside.

Qiao Jianer brought in breakfast. She was not used to the food here, but to show that she had eaten it, she put it all into the space.

Just as I was about to go to the mine I had identified yesterday to learn more about the situation, a voice came from outside: "Miss Shui, are you there?"

It was Danzo's voice.

Qiao Jianer opened the door, but Suo came with a man whose clothes looked familiar.

Qiao Jianer recalled carefully and found that the other person was wearing the uniform of Uncle Yin's men. Judging from the color, his status was not low.

The other party chattered for a while, but Suo translated: "Miss Shui, Uncle Yin wants to see you."

There was a hint of worry in his brow, but he pretended to be relaxed.

Qiao Jian'er had known this moment would come. She nodded and said, "Okay, I understand. Let's go now."

After taking two steps, Dan Suo glanced back and asked, "Where's Mr. Bai? Isn't he going?"

"He ate and went for a stroll. Since it was me that Uncle wanted to see, he didn't have to go."

Dan Suo translated the words to the other party, but the other party didn't say anything.

In translation situations, it is generally required to translate what both parties say. This is a respectful attitude and also a responsibility.

Pei Shijiu was in the library in the space, flipping through the books on the bookshelf.

The pages were all in simplified Chinese characters. After studying them for a while, he was able to easily master them based on their forms.

He put down the book in his hand and frowned: "Uncle Yin came to me so soon, I really couldn't help myself."

Qiao Jianer replied with her mind: "Uncle Yin is the local boss here. People like him don't have any scruples and prefer a more direct approach."

"He must be interested in your abilities. He wants to either cooperate with you or make you leave forever."

No matter which one it is, it is impossible for Qiao Jianer.

"Then it depends on which play he sings."

When they arrived at Uncle Yin's warehouse, Qiao Lian'er was invited into the hall. She smelled a familiar tea fragrance and saw Biluochun from the Central Plains on the tea table.

Uncle Yin sat in the main seat and made a gesture of invitation to the seat opposite him.

Qiao Jianer sat down, but Suo stood beside him, bent over, looking humble and cautious.

Think about how lively he usually is, that natural state of growth, which is in stark contrast to his current appearance.

Qiao Lian'er suddenly felt a little distressed. This was the pity she, an adult in her thirties, had for a fourteen or fifteen-year-old child.

In order to survive and to provide food for the local villagers, he was so humble.

Uncle Yin personally poured a cup of tea for Qiao Jianer and pushed it in front of her: "Miss Qiao, please, I hope it suits your taste."

After Dan Suo translated, Qiao Jianer picked up the teacup and took a sip.

"Uncle Yin, let's talk about it."

Uncle Yin clapped his hands, and several of his men came in, each holding a stone, and placed the stones on the large mahogany tea table.

"I know Miss Shui is an expert in appraisal. I would like to ask Miss Shui to help me appraise the value of these stones."