Chapter 211 - 209: Rian Sinclair: Next Time I’ll Take You to Make Money

Chapter 211: Chapter 209: Rian Sinclair: Next Time I’ll Take You to Make Money

Asher Rhodes looked at Jasper Rivers. "Want to look around on your own, or are you coming with me?"

Jasper shook his head. "You go ahead, Grandpa. I’ll wander on my own."

After sending off Ship King Rhodes—though the Shipping Magnate still left some men by Jasper’s side—Rian Sinclair finally spoke up. "Tsk, tsk. Your family literally owns a mine now."

"Why? Do you want to try your hand at mining? Should I give you one?"

Rian Sinclair shook her head. "I’m not interested in mining."

Jasper clicked his tongue but didn’t say anything more.

The area was entirely composed of warehouses for storing raw materials, piled high with countless uncut stones. In the warehouse, which stretched further than the eye could see, stones of various shapes and sizes were laid out, each labeled with a serial number.

At that moment, Wayne Walsh walked into the warehouse with a group of people. Seeing this, the crowd immediately gathered around, chattering noisily. Wayne raised his hand in greeting, and the previously rowdy warehouse fell silent instantly.

"I won’t waste words. We’re all old acquaintances here, and you all know our rules. I’ll just say this once: if anyone tries to cause trouble, you’ll be forced to stay as our ’guest’!

"Those of you who want to mess around instead of genuinely buying stones, you better think carefully before starting anything—ask yourselves if you can bear my wrath.

"I’ve only followed one principle my whole life: make money honestly, and cut out the underhanded tricks. That way, it’s good for you, me, and everyone else! Alright! Go pick your stones!"

A man behind him raised a gun. BANG! At the sound of the gunshot, the crowd in the warehouse scattered, rushing toward the stone selection areas.

The warehouse was divided into two sections. In one area, the stones had a bit of their outer skin removed to reveal the jadeite inside, all of which boasted top-tier water and color. However, no one knew what the entirety of the inside looked like. If a buyer fancied a piece, they would note down its serial number, go to the bidding area to wait for the auction, and bid on it. The highest bidder would take it.

The other area contained completely uncut stones, which could be bought on the spot if someone liked them.

Stone gambling was exactly that—a gamble! It all relied on a buyer’s eyesight and experience!

Rian looked out over the area, nearly blinded by a sudden burst of brilliant, multicolored light. This was entirely the work of her X-ray vision. She closed her eyes briefly, withdrawing her intense focus. When she opened them again, all she saw were pitch-black rocks; she had to look closely to see through them.

"Interested?" Jasper noticed Rian playing with a rough stone. "Take whatever you like. I’ll foot the bill."

Rian didn’t say anything; she simply tossed the uncut stone into a nearby basket.

However, when onlookers noticed a young girl casually picking out a rough stone worth tens of millions—buying it after barely glancing at it—many couldn’t help but speak up.

"Little girl, you can’t buy that stone!"

"Lassie, this isn’t how you pick stones. If it yields nothing, you’ll go bankrupt."

"Look at the surface of this stone—there are so many blemishes! Even with a flashlight, you can’t see anything inside!"

"Exactly! A lot of experts have looked at it. Don’t bet on it just because the color looks nice; there might be rot eating it from the inside!"

Most of the people speaking up were veterans who frequented this place, so they naturally knew a thing or two. Many headstrong young people didn’t believe in fate and insisted on gambling their lives away. There were more than a few cases where a single bad cut led to absolute bankruptcy and ruined families.

"Look at this moss! It runs all the way through! Look at the perimeter of this stone—there’s not a single good spot! That means the rot is seeping out from the inside! Don’t buy it!"

Some knowledgeable folks also offered their insights. After all, those who hung around here would generally chime in with a word or two. In the world of stone gambling, they had seen far too much.

"Where are the adults in your family?! How could they let you run wild like this! Even if you have money, you don’t spend it like this!"

"Who knows whose spoiled rich daughter she is! Acting so arrogantly, throwing away money on a piece of trash!"

Of course, there were also those who harbored resentment toward the wealthy. Seeing someone casually buy a stone that they themselves would have had to agonize over before making a decision awakened a sense of hostility in many people.

Hearing the voices around her—some offering well-meaning advice, others purely watching the drama unfold—Rian simply smiled. "I have a good feeling about this stone!"

Jasper didn’t say much either. As far as he was concerned, he really wasn’t lacking this little bit of money. "Take it if you like it. Don’t worry about the others."

Rian didn’t respond, as she had no intention of paying attention to the crowd anyway. Following that, she picked out two completely worthless scrap stones nearby. After all, if every single stone she picked yielded green jade, it wouldn’t be good—it would attract far too much attention.

She didn’t want to resort to knives and guns. They had agreed to come out and relax, so what was the point of a bloodbath?

Seeing that Rian wouldn’t listen, the gossipy onlookers refused to leave. Those who stopped to watch saw the young girl casually pull out a flashlight, shine it briefly over the stones, and toss them into her basket. In the eyes of the experts, there was absolutely zero technique involved.

This was clearly a girl who knew absolutely nothing!

Amidst the sighs and head-shaking of the crowd, Rian casually picked out two more stones and tossed them in. Jasper followed behind her. Whenever she picked a stone, he would step forward and pay for it, exuding the grand aura of a man throwing away a fortune just to win a smile from a beauty.

To others, Rian’s stone selection seemed entirely devoid of skill, but they didn’t know she had a cheat code.

"Little girl, do you want to cut open those stones you picked to have a look?"

Hearing the voice, Rian didn’t refuse. She knew they wanted to watch a spectacle, and she hadn’t planned on taking the uncut stones back as they were, anyway. "Sure. I’ll buy a few more and bring them over to cut together."

With that, Rian moved to another spot and continued inspecting the stones. With her X-ray vision acting as a cheat, she scanned the entire warehouse. Once she had picked out the jadeite with the best water and color, she stopped buying.

Jasper simply focused on paying. The stones Rian had selected cost over a hundred million in total, but he didn’t even blink as he settled the bill.

"My, my, looks like you’ve amassed quite a little treasure trove," Rian teased.

Hearing her words, Jasper immediately put on a pitiful expression. "Buying things for my Rian cost me quite a bit of pocket money. If I go broke, will you support me, Rian?"

Rian gave him a fleeting glance. The money from her previous stocks had already entered her account. "Next time, I’ll take you to make some money."

Jasper looked surprised for a moment, but he didn’t say much. After all, if someone was offering to guide him to make money, he would gladly accept the blessing.

Rian looked at the raw stones she had picked out. The yield rate of this mine was exceptionally high. For the highest grade of jadeite alone, she had picked out seven pieces. There were plenty of other high-grade pieces, though she refrained from taking too many.

After all, she had already taken the best meat. If she didn’t leave a few scraps for others, they might get desperate and lash out. She had to leave some soup for the rest. Otherwise, she, Jasper, and the old Shipping Magnate would likely have a hard time getting out of here unscathed.

After picking up a few more pieces of scrap rock, Rian stopped choosing. Seeing this, Jasper went to settle the bill for the last batch of raw stones.

When the crowd saw that Rian had stopped, many drama-loving onlookers followed along. Along the way, other people noticed a large group trailing behind two young folks. Their curiosity piqued, they eagerly followed suit.