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

Miao Yimo stood in front of the public auction square, his gaze sweeping across the bustling crowd until his gaze finally settled on the bodyguards standing nearby. They skillfully and swiftly arranged the exquisite dishes, each one emitting an alluring aroma that made one's mouth water. Miao Yimo nodded slightly in satisfaction, then turned to his two companions and whispered, "Dinner is ready."

The other shop owners at the public auction square looked at their lunch boxes, then at the delicious food on Miao Yimo's table, and suddenly felt an indescribable sense of loss. Their food seemed to have lost its flavor, and their appetites vanished without a trace. Miao Yimo and the other two, however, seemed to be indifferent, continuing to enjoy their delicious meal, as if the surrounding commotion had nothing to do with them, and they were simply enjoying their own quiet and beautiful life.

The afterglow of the setting sun shone across the bustling square. Ying Ni, Mu Ya, and Miao Yi Mo had just finished their lunch. Bodyguards swiftly gathered up the remaining lunch boxes and miscellaneous items, ensuring everything was in perfect order. Ying Ni and Mu Ya, each clutching a cup of steaming milk tea, slowly made their way to the warehouse, where piles of stone lay piled high, awaiting their next challenge. Miao Yi Mo followed behind them, greeting the surrounding bosses with friendly greetings as he walked. His voice echoed through the empty square, conveying a message of harmony and friendship.

Ying Ni returned to her assigned area, adjusted her posture, and prepared to resume work. She recalled the morning, when she had examined each stone meticulously, very slowly, as if racing against time. Now, she decided to change her strategy, selecting stones with better appearances for closer inspection. A determined glint shone in her eyes, as if she had already seen the beauty hidden beneath the rough surface. She believed that with careful observation, she would discover the unique qualities of each stone.

Muya followed closely behind, finding her own spot and carefully examining the stone in front of her. Her movements were gentle and focused, and the warehouse was filled with a quiet and focused atmosphere, broken only by the occasional clacking of tools and gentle conversation, which brought a touch of vitality to the peaceful environment.

After completing his socializing, Miao Yimo joined them. He stood in front of a larger stone, observing it carefully, occasionally touching the surface with his fingers to feel its texture and temperature.

Time slipped by unnoticed until she looked up and saw the sun was already slowly setting in the west, tinging the sky with a faint golden-red hue. She put down her magnifying glass and pulled out her phone. The light from the screen was exceptionally clear in the dusk.

At this moment, Mu Ya and Miao Yi Mo came over. Miao Yi Mo looked at the sky, with a hint of urging in his tone: "Let's go, it's getting late, let's go back quickly." Ying Mei nodded, and the three of them packed up their tools and quickly left this world of stone. They returned to the hotel in a hurry, without even having time to eat, and rushed directly to their respective rooms. After washing off the dust of the day and changing into clean clothes, the three of them felt a little relaxed. After a short rest, they decided to enjoy dinner together. At the dinner table, the three of them ate and chatted, sharing what they saw and heard that day. Laughter and conversation echoed in the room, as if telling the story of the day's hard work and joy.

After dinner, Ying Ni sat quietly at a marble coffee table, covered with the notes the three of them had taken that day on the surface characteristics of the stones. Her fingers lightly gripped a pen, the tip dancing across the paper like a silent melody. Her brow furrowed slightly as she intensely examined the characteristics of each stone, trying to select the best specimens. Mu Ya and Miao Yimo stood nearby, their eyes following Ying Ni's movements, occasionally exchanging comments.

"Given the sheer scale of this auction, we can't possibly buy all the stones we like. We should select a few that we particularly like and examine them together tomorrow." Ying Ni finally raised her head, a determined glint in her eyes, her tone hinting at both helplessness and determination. Mu Ya and Miao Yimo exchanged a glance, then nodded slowly, understanding Ying Ni's decision was wise. All day, their eyes had been captivated by the luster and texture of the stones, almost to their limit.

Under the dim light, Ying Ni sat quietly at a marble coffee table, covered with the notes the three of them had taken that day on the surface characteristics of the stone. Her fingers lightly gripped a pen, the tip dancing across the paper like a silent melody. Mu Ya and Miao Yimo stood nearby, their eyes following Ying Ni's movements, occasionally exchanging comments.

After making their decision, the three of them prepared to rest. Their eyes, exhausted from a long day of overwork, were utterly exhausted. Under the dim light, they briefly sorted through their documents, then each found a corner to drift off to sleep. Tomorrow, they would embrace new challenges with renewed hope and determination.

The next morning, Ying Ni and her two companions set out on their journey to the public auction warehouse. As they entered this mysterious place, sunlight streamed through the tall windows, scattering through the dust-filled air. As they entered the inner enclosure, they felt the gazes of those around them, like invisible tentacles, silently and silently descending upon them. A sense of nervousness washed over the three of them, their eyes meeting in silent, tacit understanding. They understood that in this place, every step must be taken with caution, and every choice could mean the difference between success and failure.

They slowly approached a stone that appeared alluring. It was about a meter tall, its surface rough, but a small fragment of jade peeked out from above, strikingly striking. The jade's color and water quality appeared remarkably pure, as if nature had inlaid a touch of emerald green within the stone. However, a closer look revealed numerous black specks within the jade, like the deepest stars in the night sky, elusive. The stakes for this stone lay in whether these black specks had penetrated deeply, affecting the purity and value of the jade.

Ying Ni glanced around, noticing the vague scrutiny. She knew everyone here was seeking their own opportunity, while also wary of others' moves. She pulled a card from her pocket, wrote a price on it, and carefully placed it in the bidding box. Her movements were gentle, but like dropping a stone into a calm lake, it stirred ripples. Ying Ni's decision was wise. All day, their eyes had been captivated by the luster and texture of the stones, almost to the point of being captivated.