It Felt Good

"What on earth?" Huang Chengjing was stunned for a moment. After returning to his senses, he asked, "Why?"

Jiang Yao rolled her eyes. "You don't believe me? Fine. Let me tell you, my cat here is a blessing. Whichever stone he points at, that is the one with the most value. Even I am willing to risk it; are you fearless enough to follow me? If we get it right, we are going to make a lot of money. If you lose money, however, I will pay for your losses. So, tell me, Mr. Huang, what do you think?" 

It was not an exaggeration when she said Moe was a blessing.

The antique chamber pot was a good example.

Even without the Medical System, he was able to determine the values of minerals and antiques. This was how good he was.

Having his thoughts so readily exposed by Jiang Yao, Huang Chengjing smiled. Frankly, he was hesitant. After all, Jiang Yao's purchase of raw stones felt more like a grocery trip down the aisle of a supermarket.