The King of Xiuxianjuan returns to modern times and becomes a landlord

Ying Ni and Mu Ya stepped lightly into the car and settled into the back seat. The interior was spacious and comfortable, with soft seats, as if welcoming a journey of great importance. Miao Yimo also opened the passenger door and climbed in gracefully. He fastened his seatbelt, turned to his subordinate in the driver's seat and said, "Drive." The subordinate nodded and expertly started the car. The engine emitted a deep and powerful roar, as if playing the prelude to the adventure that was about to begin.

The car slowly pulled away from the hotel, the scenery outside the window gradually blurring. As night fell, the city's neon lights cast dappled shadows on the car window, like a flowing scroll. As the car drove toward the large warehouse behind Gambling Stone Street, Miao Yimo's expression remained serious and focused, as if he were contemplating something important. His eyes were deep, as if foreshadowing the events ahead, which would be full of uncertainty and challenges.

A few minutes later, the car arrived at the destination. Many cars were already parked there, suggesting a significant turnout for the auction. The information for Ying Ni, Mu Ya, and Miao Yimo was already on some people's desks, so when they got out of the car, they attracted everyone's attention. Those unfamiliar with the situation stopped and stared at them curiously. Behind them, several subordinates in black suits stepped forward, whispering reports into their ears. A tense and mysterious atmosphere hung in the air, as if a crucial gamble was about to begin. Everyone's heartbeat seemed to accelerate as the gamble drew closer, a mixture of anticipation and uneasiness foreshadowing the impending battle.

Ying Li felt very uncomfortable with the attention. She turned to Mu Ya and Miao Yi Mo and said, "Let's go in quickly." "Okay." Mu Ya and Miao Yi Mo also disliked the feeling of being watched. So, the three of them, accompanied by their respective bodyguards, walked into the venue. As soon as they entered, they were greeted by three receptionists.

The receptionists led them through the auction, explaining the rules in detail. This auction involved two methods: open bidding and hidden bidding. The open bidding method was similar to transactions on gambling stone streets: the shopkeeper would offer a price, the buyer could bargain, and finally the transaction was completed at a mutually agreed price. However, there were no fixed shops here, only temporary stalls.

As for the secret betting method, after entering the inner circle, the host will give each buyer a barcode card with the bet stone and the buyer's number marked on it. Below the number is a blank space for the buyer to enter the price they are willing to pay. After filling in the form, the buyer places the card into the corresponding ballot box. After all the cards are collected and the bid is tallied, the buyer with the highest bid will be awarded the corresponding numbered stone.

Inside the venue, lights flickered with a dazzling array of colors, creating a lively atmosphere. Stalls displayed a variety of stones, some as smooth as mirrors, reflecting a captivating luster, while others were as rough as sandstone, boasting a rich texture. Buyers gathered in groups of three or five, engaged in lively discussions, while others stood alone in front of stalls, meticulously examining every detail of the stones. Occasionally, someone would exchange a few low words before quickly negotiating a price with the seller, attempting to close a deal.

Under the strict escort of bodyguards, Ying Ni, Mu Ya, and Miao Yimo made their way through the throng toward the inner circle. The atmosphere inside was noticeably more tense, with each buyer appearing incredibly focused, as if engaged in a silent competition. They kept flipping through the barcode cards in their hands, their pens dancing rapidly across the cards, recording every bid.

The three of them finally stopped in a relatively quiet corner of the inner circle. Ying Li looked around and whispered to Mu Ya and Miao Yi Mo, "Let's observe the stones first. If there's anything we like, make a note of it. Then we'll go back to the hotel and decide whether to bid." Mu Ya and Miao Yi Mo nodded in agreement, knowing that this was a moment that required careful decision-making.

Amid the bustling auction scene, three people gathered, their voices lowered as they discussed earnestly. Despite the strict capital verification requirements in the inner stone market, the endless stream of people still flowed in. The stones piled up like mountains, a boundless treasure trove awaiting discovery by discerning explorers. They knew that even with just three days, even a coordinated effort would be difficult to examine all the stones. Therefore, they made a wise decision: splitting up, dividing the inner area into three sections, each responsible for one area, hoping to uncover as many potential treasures as possible within the limited timeframe. They knew that every decision could potentially involve significant financial losses, requiring each person to maintain extreme vigilance and keen insight.

Under the watchful eyes of the others, the three, each accompanied by a bodyguard and a receptionist, headed towards their assigned areas. Ying Ni walked in front, pulling a pen and a brand new, blank notebook from her bag. Her eyes, focused and alert, began to scrutinize the stone before her. She leaned forward, glanced sideways, her pen moving rapidly across the notebook, scribbling down mysterious symbols that only she could decipher.

Ying Ni acted with caution, fully aware that in this competitive and uncertain environment, every detail could mean the difference between success and failure. She was unsure if the receptionist was behind the scenes, nor did she know the true intentions of potential allies or rivals. Therefore, she chose to record every detail she observed using her unique notation, ensuring that this precious information would not fall into the wrong hands.

In this fraught market, Ying Ni's caution and focus became her most powerful weapons. She knew that only by remaining vigilant could she find those truly valuable gemstones capable of generating enormous profits amidst the vast sea of ​​​​stones. And she was steadily moving toward the discovery that could change her life.

The afternoon sun streamed through the warehouse's high windows, illuminating an area filled with stone. Ying Ni stood before a pile of stones, her notebook recording every detail she observed. Her eyes wandered among the stones, as if she could penetrate their textures and secrets. However, as her stomach growled louder, she had to admit that her body's needs could no longer be ignored. She closed her notebook, sighed softly, and turned to walk towards the other two areas.