Grandma said anxiously:
“Girl, you need money too. You haven’t finished paying off your mortgage yet. If Xiao Zheng knew you were sending so much money home, he would make a fuss. No, no, Grandma can’t accept it.”
Grandma had never seen more than 100,000 yuan in her entire life, and she was so anxious that she even forgot about the extremely cold weather.
"Grandma, don't worry about me. I've changed jobs. I sell houses. I just sold a villa. The commission is high, so I can make ends meet."
I don't plan to tell my grandmother that she's divorced; telling her would only cause her more trouble.
If it were just Grandma, Zuo Ling would give more.
Given the Zuo family's nature, they rarely spend money wisely; giving them more money is pointless.
Thankfully, Grandma is still managing to keep it under control; I'm just worried about what might happen...
Grandma was skeptical:
"The commission is so high? Don't lie to Grandma. No, no, Grandma doesn't want it. You take it to pay off the mortgage. The sooner you pay it off, the more at ease you'll feel, so you don't always feel like you're living in someone else's house."
Feeling the warmth from the elderly woman, Zuo Ling felt a warm glow and longed to go back and see her grandmother.
If we don't see each other now, we might never see each other again. Zuo Ling's eyes gradually welled up with tears.
But she didn't want to see the Zuo family again; they wouldn't let her go unless they skinned her alive.
In this life, she will not allow them to exploit her as she did in her previous one. Going back would only put her grandmother, who is caught in the middle, in a difficult position.
"Grandma, don't worry about me. By the way, stock up on plenty of vegetables that store well, like cabbage, radishes, potatoes, and dried vegetables, just in case."
If a major disaster were to strike, life in the countryside would be much better than in the city.
At least, the food and drink are better than in the city.
Urban areas are too reliant on various supplies, far less self-sufficient than rural areas.
Of course, there are also downsides.
Rescue efforts should prioritize cities, then suburbs, and finally rural areas.
After repeatedly reminding her grandmother, who assured her that she would stock up on more supplies, Zuo Ling finally hung up the phone.
I opened the bank app, transferred 100,000 yuan to my grandmother's card, breathed a sigh of relief, thought for a moment, and then dialed the phone again.
"Hey, Xiao Zuo, come to work tomorrow. You've taken several days off already."
The person who answered the phone was Zuo Ling's department manager.
"Manager, I was just about to tell you. My mother-in-law is sick, and we can't spare anyone at home, so I'm going to resign to take care of her."
"Huh?" The manager was surprised. "Xiao Zuo, have you thought this through? It's not easy to find a job. Our company is doing well. We just closed two big deals, and the higher-ups are planning to give us a pay raise."
Salary adjustment? In the end times, everyone will be unemployed, and you won't get a raise for more than a few months.
"There's no other way, I don't want to quit either. There really isn't enough help at home. If I don't quit, my husband will have to. Luckily, he earns more than me, so we can only keep one of us."
Zuo Ling's lies became increasingly fluent.
"Okay, come over tomorrow to take over."
Having said that, the manager couldn't offer any further advice.
The following day, Zuo Ling efficiently handed over her work.
She has always been a loner and doesn't interact much with her colleagues. She'll exchange a few polite words, say goodbye, and that's it.
Stepping out of the building, looking at the bustling crowds and traffic, the oblivious people are still enjoying their leisurely time.
Sigh, these good days are numbered.
Next, Zuo Ling plans to explore all the antique markets in Kyoto in search of a special type of jade.
Special jade is hard to find, and Zuo Ling was just trying her luck.
First stop, Pan Garden.
Pan Garden is renowned both domestically and internationally; it's a must-visit for anyone who loves antiques.
There weren't many people at Pan Garden; customers were few and far between, and the shop assistants were either chatting idly or playing cards and bragging.
When customers enter the store, few try to make a purchase.
At most, I'll say one thing: If there's someone you like, I'll introduce you to them.
Zuo Ling really liked this shopping environment; it was like flies buzzing around your ears, making it hard to concentrate on looking at things.
She has a quick eye for things and only focuses on jade.
I walked around in circles, up and down the stairs, until my legs ached, but I still couldn't find a place.
In my disappointment, I saw a group of street vendors.
It was noon, lunchtime, and the vendors were eating and drinking. The aroma of food filled the air, and Zuo Ling was also getting hungry.
He patted his profusely upset stomach and walked toward the street stall.
As soon as I saw the second shop, my eyes lit up. A piece of light green jade, about the size of two fingernails, was casually placed among a large pile of jade.
Zuo Ling reached into her bag and grabbed a handful of baking soda from the pre-prepared packet. With her back to the person, she rubbed her hands together a few times, covering them with a thin layer of baking soda.
Pretending to be casual, I looked left and right, picking and choosing.
The stall owner, a rough-looking man in his early forties, was eating a flatbread and drinking beer when someone came in. He greeted them while eating.
"What do you want to buy? Feel free to browse."
Seeing that Zuo Ling was looking through a large pile of goods, which were all worthless trinkets, and with the hot weather, his enthusiasm for selling them had waned considerably. He let Zuo Ling sort through them and didn't say anything more.
To Zuo Ling's delight, she found another piece of cyan jade, which was twice the size of the light green one.
The two pieces of jade are different colors, and both contain faint, messy golden threads that are not noticeable unless you look closely.
Picking up a pale green jade stone, I asked the stall owner:
"How much is this piece?"
The stall owner glanced at it and said, "500."
He bought a large quantity of goods, averaging 50 yuan per piece. Even if Zuo Ling cut the price in half, he would still make 200 yuan.
"What about this one?" Zuo Ling picked up the blue jade stone again.
2000.
This piece is much larger than the light green jade. Jade is not priced according to its size, but for a large quantity, the size of the piece can really determine the price.
Zuo Ling felt relieved; the stall owner had no idea what the two pieces of jade were.
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