"Father, is there something wrong with your health?"
Uncle Yin seemed to smile: "Silly child, what are you thinking? Look at my whole body, there's nothing wrong with me, I'm even more energetic than before."
"But Father, how could you—"
"You mean I've been lazy?" Uncle Yin's attitude towards his own children revealed the loving kindness of an elder, just like before.
“I haven’t told you yet that I’m practicing spiritual cultivation. Our family’s wealth is more than we could ever spend in several lifetimes. For me, money is no longer the most important thing. What’s truly important is the long-term prosperity of our family and the health and happiness of every member.”
"Therefore, I need to cultivate myself. I meditate for eight hours every day and rest the rest of the time. I have connected with Naga Buddha and receive a little divine blessing from him every day. I comprehend and digest it. Only in this way can I gradually cultivate myself to become a Buddha and better protect my family."
“Child, I did this for the sake of the family’s longevity. You must not question me again, lest you blaspheme Naga Buddha.”
Sang Kun was stunned.
"So, these mining areas—"
"You think I won't even glance at it? Don't worry, I've planted spies and trusted confidants, no one dares to tamper with it."
"Son, you should trust your father's abilities."
Sang Kun was filled with awe.
“I have always believed in my father. He is like a demigod to me. Since he has made this decision and it will not affect the operation of the mine, I support him.”
He had been on his way here with unease in his heart, fearing that something had really happened, or that someone had seized power.
Seeing Uncle Yin's calm demeanor now, as if everything was under control, Sang Kun realized that he had been worrying too much.
However, just to be on the safe side, he still looked at the accounts for this period and various specific matters. Everything was proceeding in an orderly manner, and the profits had even increased significantly, which was surprising.
Sangkun did not leave immediately; he planned to stay for a couple more days. His own mining area was also very busy, and he couldn't always come here.
Uncle Yin would take some time to eat and chat with his son, but he spent the rest of his time meditating, leaving Sang Kun to his own devices.
That evening, Sangkun saw a young woman arrive at the warehouse area. She was wearing a veiled hat, so her face was not visible. She was examining the stones. While the adjutant Ya'ang was registering them, he had people move the stones to the appropriate warehouse section.
"Father, is this woman the craftsman who came specifically to appraise your warehouse?"
"Yes, Miss Shui is from the Great Swamp Kingdom and has only been here for a short time, so I had my adjutant keep an eye on her."
"Is she that skilled that you don't even need other appraisers?"
"Whether she's good or not, you'll know if you go and examine a few stones. Those appraisers are all at the mine; let them do the preliminary appraisal."
Sang Kun descended from the stilted house and watched silently for a while. Just as Qiao Lian'er had identified the two stones, he ordered them to be cut open.
The woman stopped and remained very quiet.
"Miss Water, don't overthink it. This is the first time I've met you, and I'd like to see what you're capable of."
Qiao Lian'er said, "Young Master Sang Kun, I accept all examinations."
The two stones were cut open, and Sang Kun shone the lamp from his subordinate's hand over. One stone was worth one thousand taels, and the other three thousand taels, just as the Water Girl had said.
A look of surprise flashed in his eyes; he couldn't believe such a prodigy existed in the world.
“Sangkun, you mustn’t be rude.” Uncle Yin came down from the stilted house, his brows furrowed, clearly displeased.
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