Song Yun's main task during this period was to accompany Ye Qingqing as they flew together, visiting every entertainment spot, big and small, in the Magic Capital.
But this led to Ye Qingqing constantly complaining of a sore waist and back, insisting on going back to her family's home.
It was terrifying!
Song Yun was simply inhuman!
At this rate, she felt the possibility of a broken back was very high!
"Husband~ Mom recently mentioned that Dad is sick, and I want to go stay there for a couple of days~"
Ye Qingqing cooed as she snuggled up on Song Yun's chest.
"Ah, then shall we go together?"
"No, no, no, you're too busy with work! Besides, I'm just going to stay for two days and rest for one. Once Dad gets better, I'll come back to be with you~"
Song Yun looked down suspiciously at his wife.
Ye Qingqing's eyes were filled with sincerity; it was as if she was just short of pointing to her face and saying: Believe me, believe me, let me go back quickly!
"Alright, then I'll take you."
Song Yun got up, put on his clothes, and slapped Ye Qingqing's pert bottom as he chuckled, "Don't think I don't know what you're up to, you little minx. If we get back and I see that your father is hale and hearty, just wait and see how I'll deal with you!"
"Aiyah, husband~ It seems like Dad is feeling better already~ Let's not go back!"
"Don't try to avoid it, hurry up and get dressed!"
Song Yun squinted joyfully, admiring his wife's figure. Indeed, he was a common man—his wife always had that sparkle that he'd never grow tired of, not for his entire life.
If he had been born in ancient times, he would assuredly have been a dissolute emperor.
Ye Qingqing pouted unhappily as she got dressed and followed Song Yun back to the Ye family home.
Meanwhile, Ye Qingqing's father was sitting at home, seriously looking at a stone wrapped in newspaper.
"Mr. Ye, looking at both the texture and pattern of this stone, there's a high likelihood it could be jade. What do you think?"
A middle-aged man in very ordinary clothes caressed the stone, his eyes showing fascination.
He was a gemstone dealer who had been active in the Yunmian area for many years, having set up street stalls and owned shops. This stone could be considered a family heirloom; his grandfather bought it and couldn't bear to cut it, hence it had been kept until now.
If it weren't for a pressing need for funds to buy goods at the gem fair, he wouldn't have bothered flying to show the stone to various wealthy individuals.
"Ding, the host has been detected in Ye family's residence in Magic Capital. Would you like to accept the task?"
"???"
This was when the system suddenly assigned a task. After pondering for a moment, Song Yun clicked on 'Accept'.
"Ding, please solve the piece of jade material in front of you within one hour and bet whether this raw stone will lose or gain value. Successful bets will be rewarded!"
Whoa!
Is this considered a bet with the system???
Now the system doesn't love me anymore, not giving me direct rewards but making me guess.
How the times have degenerated, the system has lost its ancient heart!
"Dad, how much did you pay for this stone?"
"60 million—not too much," Ye father said indifferently, "I once went on a trip to the south and encountered a public sale. The king stone of that event went for over 2 billion!"
"60 million huh..." Song Yun suddenly lost his nerve. Even immortals can't predict the quality of jade, and he didn't know the current price of jade either. The stone looked pretty good, but what if the quality is mediocre after it's opened? Then wouldn't he lose?
Take a gamble!
His luck had been decent recently; he didn't believe he would lose!
"System, I bet it will go up!"
"Ding, host information received. Please solve the stone within one hour!"
"Dad, I'll call a few masters over, and we'll open the stone soon to see what treasures are inside!"
At this moment, Song Yun's eyes were shining, causing a chill to settle in Ye father's heart.
A fine piece of stone that he had gotten with great difficulty hadn't even warmed up in his hands before his son-in-law decided to open it.
Well then, it would have to be solved sooner or later!
Song Yun called three jade craftsmen in their fifties through his contacts. These three had spent their entire lives immersed in the trade of stones and had extremely discerning eyes.
Along with them came a cutting machine.
The three masters crouched in front of the stone and discussed for about half an hour. They argued incessantly about how to cut the stone.
With just over ten minutes left to the task deadline, Song Yun started to get impatient.
He lifted the stone onto the machine—nevermind all that complicated crap, one clean cut and whether it's a profit or loss would be immediately clear!