"Cold Rou, I'm really grateful to you. We finally managed to take care of the learning supplies for these children."
On a lush green lawn, a group of children were playing and chasing each other. Not far from the children, an elderly woman was holding the hand of a young woman, speaking earnestly.
"Principal, don't mention it. I also grew up in the orphanage. I can say that the orphanage is my home. Now that I've grown up, I naturally want to give back to our orphanage."
Cold Rou lightly brushed aside the bangs that drifted to her eyes, revealing a charming and beautiful face. If Qin Yu were here, he would recognize her as the woman he encountered on the train.
"Cold Rou, with the amount of money you give to the orphanage every month, do you have enough for yourself? Making money isn't easy these days."
The principal's face showed a worried expression. Cold Rou was raised by her since childhood, but she only managed to complete middle school. In today's society, what kind of good job can a middle school graduate find? When she thought about the tens of thousands of yuan that Cold Rou sends to the orphanage every month, she feared that Cold Rou might take the wrong path.
"Principal, I've already told you. I found a boyfriend who owns a company. All this money is my pocket money from him."
"Two years ago, you said you had a boyfriend, so why haven't you brought him here to meet me? Cold Rou, the principal is useless and can't manage the orphanage well. The principal feels guilty, but I just hope you can live happily. The orphanage shouldn't be a burden to you. You must walk the right path, love yourself. That's the only way we can justify the investment the orphanage made in you."
Although the principal was getting older, she was still aware of some of the negative phenomena in today's society. When she thought about the many young girls who became mistresses or lovers for money, she glanced at Cold Rou's beautiful face and her expression turned ugly.
"Principal, my boyfriend is around the same age as me. How about I bring him to the orphanage next time, and you can assess him for me?"
"Well, that's good. I'll personally cook and entertain both of you when that time comes." The principal finally smiled upon hearing Cold Rou's words.
"Where can I find a boyfriend to bring to the principal?"
After leaving the orphanage, Cold Rou furrowed her beautiful brows. She had been wandering in society for so many years and had encountered many wealthy men. Most of them wanted to keep her as a mistress. However, whenever she saw those fat and disgusting men, she felt a wave of disgust. If she had a gun, she would shoot them all.
Since leaving the orphanage, she had worked many jobs in society, but none lasted long. Either her superiors wanted to take advantage of her or she faced exclusion from female colleagues. It was because her education was not high, yet she had a face that brought disaster to the nation and a seductive figure that tempted crimes.
Thinking about the expressions of those men at the train station a few days ago, a smirk appeared on Cold Rou's face. Those men who only thought with their lower bodies deserved to have their money stolen by her.
With an unstable job and the children at the orphanage needing money to sustain their lives, Cold Rou reluctantly became a female thief. However, she only targeted wealthy individuals. That's why the belongings of the migrant worker on the train were not stolen, and there was no trace of them being searched.
Regarding Qin Yu, it can only be said that he was burdened by that fat guy. Cold Rou noticed their secretive conversation earlier, and the fat guy's gaze kept drifting towards her, which disgusted her. As a result, she ended up taking Qin Yu's luggage as well.
She donated the entire 50,000 yuan from the fat guy to the orphanage. Now, all she had in her bag was a broken compass. Thinking about the compass, Cold Rou found it amusing. This guy who appeared to be a university student had a compass in his luggage. Could it be that this young man was a Feng Shui master?
"This compass looks like an old item. It might be worth taking it to someone who sells Feng Shui props to see how much it's valued."
As a southern city, Guangzhou had many streets lined with shops selling Feng Shui items, and not far from Cold Rou, there was a famous Feng Shui street in the city.
Shortly after Cold Rou entered the Feng Shui street, several identical black luxury cars stopped at the entrance. Several young men and women got out of the cars, and a few of the young men walked unsteadily, with their arms around young women. Their faces showed signs of exhaustion from indulgence.
"Young Master Mo, this Feng Shui street is quite famous in the city. There have been people who found treasures here before, causing quite a sensation."
Among the five young men, two of them were not accompanied by women. The one who spoke was one of them.
Mo Yongxing glanced at the street ahead where the crowd was bustling and buzzing, wrinkling his brow as he asked, "Are you sure this is the Feng Shui street and not some shopping street? Why are there so many people?"
"Young Master Mo, you might not know this, but Feng Shui is prevalent in our region. We have the highest number of Feng Shui masters in the country. Last year, there was news about someone finding a Feng Shui artifact here, and it created a sensation. This place has become extremely popular, with countless people coming here every day to search for items, hoping to buy a Feng Shui artifact."
"But isn't this a flea market? Where should we look?"
"Hehe, Young Master Mo, you'll understand once you go in."
Mo Yongxing stared at the young man for a moment, then turned his head to glance at the three young men flirting with the girls and said, "Alright, let's go in. You guys can wait outside."
"Young Master Mo, you can't do this!"
"Yeah, we came with you early in the morning, and now you're ditching us?"
The three men spoke up one after another, but Mo Yongxing glared at them and said, "I'm going to explore the Feng Shui street. How many people do you see exploring the Feng Shui street with women, let alone hugging and cuddling?"
If it weren't for their previous trip to Bronze Bell Mountain, Mo Yongxing might not have cared about these things. However, after witnessing Qin Yu's extraordinary abilities, his mindset had changed significantly. Just because he hadn't encountered certain things didn't mean they didn't exist. He came to the Feng Shui street with a sincere heart, hoping to find artifacts. He didn't want to be accompanied by several couples flirting behind him.
"This Feng Shui street is crowded with people, and there's nothing interesting. You guys can wait in the car," another man who was with Mo Yongxing persuaded.
Except for Mo Yongxing, the other three were children of high-ranking officials in the city. They came to the Feng Shui street just to accompany Mo Yongxing, as the Mo family's background was worth their flattery.
The man who, like Mo Yongxing, didn't bring a woman with him was named Li Bing. He was the son of the chief of the city bureau. Mo Yongxing not allowing the other three to come with them gave him a sense of delight. This way, it provided him with an opportunity to get closer to Mo Yongxing. If he could establish a connection with the Mo family, it would be like climbing up a high branch for his own family.
Although the three young men were unwilling, they didn't dare to defy Mo Yongxing's words. But after a moment's thought, they realized that the Feng Shui street was overcrowded, and their bodies couldn't withstand being squeezed multiple times. It was better to stay in the car and flirt with the girls.
Mo Yongxing and Li Bing walked into the Feng Shui street, and only then did Mo Yongxing understand why Li Bing wanted him to see for himself. This place was like an antique market!
The streets on both sides were filled with stalls. Some vendors spread out a cloth and displayed a wide variety of items. Mo Yongxing noticed a vendor with antique chamber pots, beautifully adorned. The shopkeeper shouted with a loud voice:
"Yang Jiupin's heirloom chamber pots, impervious to all evil, a top-grade artifact! Don't miss out if you pass by!"
Mo Yongxing approached the stall and took a look at the chamber pots. From the outside, they appeared quite impressive, with some inscriptions that resembled the symbols seen in Hong Kong and Taiwanese ghost movies.
"Boss, are these the chamber pots used by Yang Jiupin himself? Blessed with magical power. Buy one for your home, and white evils won't intrude, all calamities will retreat, and it even has the ability to attract wealth." The vendor became even more attentive when he saw Mo Yongxing approaching.
Mo Yongxing had heard of the famous Yang Jiupin. He was the patriarch of the Southern School of Feng Shui and Geomancy, known as the "Form and Landscape School" and the "Gan School." He had left behind numerous works that were highly regarded by later generations of Feng Shui masters.
"Are these really chamber pots used by Yang Jiupin?" Mo Yongxing questioned skeptically.
"Of course! Let me tell you, I acquired these from Yang Village. Look at the symbols on them; they were drawn by famous Feng Shui masters from different generations. There can't be any fakes," the vendor confidently replied.
The vendor glanced at Mo Yongxing and Li Bing, then lowered his voice and said, "Have you heard about the person who bought a Feng Shui artifact from here last year? Let me tell you, that person bought it from my stall."
The vendor's words made Mo Yongxing's eyes light up. If the artifact was indeed bought from this vendor, then there was a good chance that this chamber pot was genuine. What convinced Mo Yongxing the most were the symbols on the chamber pot, which bore a striking resemblance to the ones Qin Yu drew.
"How much is this chamber pot?" Mo Yongxing decided to ask about the price directly.
"It's 80,000 yuan," the vendor replied, gesturing with his hand, forming the shape of the number eight.