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Sun Zhao watched from afar as Qi Jin stared blankly at the ore. He walked over slowly and said worriedly, "Hubby, are you alright?"

"I'm fine. I'm talking to Stone again."

Qi Jin's body did not move, his mouth opened and closed, scaring Sun Zhao.

After being stunned for a few seconds, Sun Zhao said: "Hubby, you really can communicate with the The God of Emerald?"

"Of course, is it actually a The God of Emerald? Un, it said to me that I should go to the place that sells the Jadeite Origin Stones and lend me a helping hand when the time comes. "

Qi Jin suddenly thought of something and thought of a good way. Since the small piece of wood is willing to help, then he might as well pick out a few Jadeite Plains.

Maybe all of the ores here were all Sun Zhuohui's precious pimples.

The fact that Qi Jin could interact with the The God of Emerald made Sun Zhao very suspicious. He had never heard of such a thing.

Staring suspiciously into Qi Jin's eyes, Sun Zhao said in a low voice: "Don't lie to me, if you dare lie to me, I'll break your little bird egg."

Qi Jin started to sweat profusely. His legs immediately tensed up as he said nervously, "No, I lied to you."

"Are you a puppy dog or am I a puppy dog?"

Sun Zhao's killing gaze suddenly became sharp. Qi Jin's words were just too inconceivable.

If it was true, wouldn't Qi Jin be blessed by the gods?

This man is so magical.

Sun Zhao simply loved him to death.

Their heads were together as they whispered to each other. Everyone thought that they were discussing whether there were any jades in the ore, so they didn't pay any attention to them.

What was inside the ore, whether it was a high-quality jade or a useless stone, even the deities could not guess.

Since ancient times, there had always been a saying, "Immortals cannot break an inch of jade."

The way he said it.

Qi Jin was rather calm, the expression in his eyes kept changing, as though he was a thief, looking at people from under his eyes.

The few soldiers were all smart people, and when they noticed that Sun Zhao's expression was strange, they immediately became interested in the ore that was used to open the box.

It seemed like this stone contained a top-grade jadeite.

Even Miss seemed to have stolen a priceless treasure.

The soldiers quickly returned the box to its original state and carefully made some 'Be careful not to shatter' sounds.

A sign.

It meant that the next stop should be taken lightly, so as not to damage the ore that the young lady had set her sights on.

Then, he carefully carried the box to the car with reverence and placed it in an eye-catching position.

Sun Zhao didn't care about what the soldiers thought in her heart.

He was shocked by Qi Jin.

Qi Jin who was used to cheating remained calm, as if he was possessed by a ghost. He did not say a word, was not alarmed nor angry, and was extremely calm.

On the other hand, Sun Zhao was very impressed with her boyfriend.

Returning to the bedroom, Sun Zhao changed once again. She threw Qi Jin onto the big bed and started to sing a song of conquest filled with passion.

On the second day, Sun Zhao ordered a company of men and ten military vehicles as well as two tanks to head towards the west in a grandiose manner.

Along the way, in a place that ordinary people could not see, there was a burst of chaos.

They were a group of soldiers that could be sent to the battlefield at any time. Their weapons were filled with bullets, and any force that had grudges with Pa Gan's army would immediately scatter and flee.

The rest of the forces were just small troops, they didn't dare to fight with this troop at all and could only hide in every direction, afraid that Sun Zhao would suddenly give the order to attack them.

Three hours later, the caravan arrived at the important town of Qing Sheng Mansion in Myanmar.

This was one of the places where the trade of jades was conducted. It was closest to the silver triangle, where a single division was stationed. In fact, there were only six thousand people here, and it was not a regular division with a maximum number of soldiers.

Local troops didn't have a very high combat ability.

There was a sentry post outside the city, and when the soldiers saw the black muzzles of the military vehicles, they immediately scattered and ran faster than a rabbit. In the blink of an eye, they were all retracted into the city.

The so-called urban area did not have a tall and sturdy city wall, only a six meter wide concrete road entrance. Both sides of the road were filled with shops and buildings.

Qi Jin was dumbstruck, and thought: "No wonder the silver triangle's army was able to hold on for close to a hundred years without being exterminated by the government's army, the army here is too weak, even if the citizens raised their guns, they wouldn't have the will to fight, right?"

In fact, it was not the government army's fault for lack of fighting strength. Rather, the soldiers were all lacking in resources. All the rich people were busy with business and earning money. Those who joined the army were all young people from poor families.

They did not want to die, and they did not want to fight either. Thus, when they saw an enemy, their first move was not to resist, but to escape faster than their comrades.

Sun Zhao raised her hand, and the convoy stopped moving forward. Opposite them were the government troops, some of the soldiers that Sun Zhao had brought with him leaned on the carriages and chatted, some of them gestured while others got off their carriages and peed on the roadside. They did not look like people who were out fighting, but more like tourists.

The most nervous one was Qi Jin, who was seated beside him.

Qi Jin was extremely scared, he pretended to be calm and protected half of Sun Zhao's body. The fluoroscopic eye kept staring at the back of the barrier, afraid that the government army would suddenly shoot a shot at Sun Zhao.

Qi Jin's wariness did not make any sense. The government's army had retreated a kilometer away, and the military vehicles that came out were all in tatters. In Qi Jin's opinion, the abandoned cars belonged to the government, but he did not know why they were still being used, they were even being used by the army.

If such a car broke down during the battle, it would definitely cause a miscarriage.

After looking for a while, there was actually no one who had their guns pointed towards their direction, which made Qi Jin feel relieved. It seemed that Sun Zhao had already known from the beginning that these government troops could not withstand a single blow, and did not give the order to fight.

After a long while, a government soldier who did not even bring a dagger ran out and stammered for a while. Sun Zhao curled her lips.

"Yes, sir," one of the soldiers said loudly, and the soldiers returned.

On the way back, the soldier's two legs became much smoother, almost running at a brisk pace.

Not knowing how much time had passed, Sun Zhao had already started to get angry, she continuously knocked on the car door, creating sounds of "bang bang bang".

He said it was an officer because there were at least twenty metal tags hanging on his chest. They were probably military medals or something like that. When he walked forward, they clanged together, issuing clanking sounds.

The officer's attire was decent. If the government soldiers were dressed like this, then at least on the surface, it would look like a battle-hardened and disciplined army.

Unfortunately, only the officer was dressed well. Not only were the soldier's clothes untidy, but there were also ragged soldiers. It was unknown how the officer here could bear to make the soldier look like he was asking for food.

One of Pa Gan's soldiers, Big Thorny Stinger, was in the carriage, continuously speaking in his dialect. The military officer respectfully stood there and listened attentively.

Sun Zhao then said to Qi Jin: "Let's go buy the ores."

It was a deal.

Sun Zhao did not bring all of her company's troops into the Qing Sheng Residence. There were only two female bodyguards by her side.

The corner of Qi Jin's mouth twitched, and thought: "I'm not afraid of ten thousand, just in case someone assassins Sun Zhao, then I can only rely on the divine might of the small piece of wood."

He secretly ordered Hei Tuo to come out and stand guard in the vicinity. If anyone wanted to assassinate Sun Zhao, Hei Tuo would immediately take action to kill the person.

The officer was indeed a professional soldier who had been trained up from the regular army academy. He walked in a disorderly manner, with each word being spoken with the standard military posture.

The corners of Qi Jin's eyes twitched. He could not understand why such a soldier brought out by an officer would be so lax in his discipline.

It was said that even a flock of sheep led by a tiger still had the strength of a tiger. Now, it seemed that what he said might not be 100% true.

Perhaps this was the local characteristic, the regular army of Myanmar was definitely not like this.

Qi Jin left a doubt in his heart. He would ask Sun Zhao about it when he got back.

The most important thing right now was to see how strong the small piece of wood was.

The ore market took up a large area of land. The grass huts were supported by wooden poles that could not be stripped of their bark, and a ridge was propped up in the middle.

The shed was more than 300 meters long, and if one counted a bit, there would be dozens of rows. The size, size, and style were all the same.

The ore was placed under the shed, and was basically next to each other in a neat line.

There were also places with occasional openings. That was because someone had just picked a spot on the ore that wasn't filled up.

There were at least a few hundred people walking around casually, bowing down from time to time to knock on the door. They were in the middle of picking jadeite s.

Seeing so many ores, Qi Jin was dumbfounded. He looked at them one by one, exhausted to the point that he had to choose a few.

After arriving here, Sun Zhao's beautiful face revealed killing intent, she held onto a horsewhip in her hands, and from time to time she would knock on her high leather boots, producing a thumping sound.

Qi Jin dared to say that the current Sun Zhao was just pretending to be strong.

Why did you take a horsewhip when you didn't ride it?

She pretended to show it to the soldiers here.

Qi Jin could see that the officer was sneaking a peek at the horse whip in Sun Zhao's hand from time to time, afraid that the horse whip would land on his head.

"Hubby, please."

Sun Zhao turned her body slightly and made a gesture to welcome her. Her tone was extremely gentle.

She also wanted to see if Qi Jin could really contact the The God of Emerald.

If Qi Jin lied to her, the horsewhip in Sun Zhao's hand would have mercilessly lashed out at Qi Jin.

"Well, let me see."

Qi Jin immediately threw himself onto a rock, causing the seller to close his eyes tightly. He had seen too many customers who bought ores, none of them were like Qi Jin, who was an extremely hungry beggar.

not "look"

There were some tricks to choosing ores. The first one was to see if the color of the ore was correct. Everyone had their own opinions on what was considered perfect. However, seeing the color was one of the methods that everyone agreed on.

Second, he rubbed the surface of the ore with his palm. As for how to identify the crystals on the surface, it was also because everyone had different opinions on it.

They all had methods to recognize jadeite s.

The third was to listen, to tap lightly on the ore, mainly to listen for echoes, to see if there were any cracks in it. Generally speaking, there were dark cracks, meaning that the cracks that could not be seen were the best.

The owner of this place had never seen anyone like Qi Jin, who had both of his hands on top of a ore and then remained motionless, even with his eyes closed.

In any case, from the perspective of outsiders, Sun Zhao and Qi Jin were here just to act cool, they did not seem like they were here to pick jadeite.