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Just as Wei Yuan once said, sometimes a moment of impulse can lead to bad outcomes, but it can also lead to success!
If the United States hadn't acted on impulse back in the day, where would they have been able to experiment with such beautiful and dazzling fireworks on the Island Nation?
Now, Wei Yuan is also acting on impulse; he can't even combine two broken pieces of a vase using the Restorative Power, which makes him a bit frustrated. Of course, this should be due to the wrong materials.
However, Wei Yuan decides not to dwell on it. It seems like a good idea to combine more than two portions of Dark Ink-colored Mist through the compression of consciousness, so why not give it a try!
Let's do it without hesitation!
Wei Yuan begins to attempt combining two portions of Dark Ink-colored Mist from the Mist-like Space in his mind, just like two different colored mists merging and engulfing each other.
Under his conscious control, the two Light Ink-Colored Mists gradually draw closer to each other, ultimately swallowing one another and merging together. During this process, Wei Yuan feels a slight tremor in the Mist-like Space supporting the fusion of these two higher-level mists.
"Something seems off!"
Wei Yuan quickly pauses for a moment, allowing the Mist-like Space in his mind to gradually adapt to this change. After a moment, everything returns to calm. At this point, Wei Yuan extracts the successfully combined Dark Ink-colored Mist, which still appears transparent in his hand.
Then he places two Vase Fragments on the table and integrates them into one piece. He applies the transparent substance from his hand onto the cracks between the two Vase Fragments, and gradually, they begin to merge into one.
Finally, he succeeds!
Even if it's just repairing two Vase Fragments into one piece, it's enough to make Wei Yuan happy. As long as it proves that his idea is correct, there’s a possibility of restoring that entire bag of Vase Fragments.
Thinking about the Blue Old Man's estimate, this is a Listening Wind Bottle worth two million; Wei Yuan's father would never earn that much money in his lifetime!
Now that he has only combined two pieces of Vase Fragments, based on the total price of two million for the entire vase, these two synthesized fragments are worth several thousand.
After completely repairing the two Vase Fragments into one piece, Wei Yuan lets out a sigh of relief. He lies down on the sofa and soon falls asleep due to exhaustion.
When Wei Yuan is awakened by his phone's bell sound, he sees that it is already past six in the morning. At this time, Yang Ying has already gotten up and is practicing on the balcony in her tight-fitting sportswear. This enchanting beauty moves gracefully, captivating anyone who sees her.
Although Yang Ying is skilled, she doesn't have the bulky muscles typical of someone who trains regularly; instead, her curves are just right!
If waking up every day came with such pleasant surprises, it would be much more enjoyable than watching morning news. Wei Yuan picks up his phone and sees that Liu Haisheng is calling. He must be ready to come pick him up now that the second batch of old books has arrived at school.
Wei Yuan walked to the balcony and took out money to give to Yang Ying, a total of eight thousand yuan, which was for Yang Ying's purchase of medicinal herbs to make herbal soup. At that moment, Wei Yuan realized the true meaning of the saying "the poor study literature while the rich practice martial arts." Just the long-term procurement of these herbs was a significant financial burden for someone poor.
However, now that Wei Yuan had a bit of money, he still couldn't ignore his health issues, so this money really couldn't be saved. With the customers brought over by Gu Jing from the Fan Club who wanted to repair video tapes, along with the income from Liu Haisheng's school book sales, Wei Yuan had an income of at least a hundred thousand yuan each month.
Of course, these items themselves weren't worth much, and the fees charged weren't high; it all depended on quantity. However, since they didn't contain much Spiritual Energy, repairing them didn't require much energy either. Moreover, it could serve as a way to digest Spiritual Energy!
At that moment, there was a sound of the door opening. Liu Lei came over to help move three large boxes of old books into Liu Haisheng's Honda Fit. This old fellow still drove this car around town, while his sports car worth millions sat in the garage.
In the world of Jianghu, one must learn how to disguise oneself and adapt to various situations. For example, some people like to pretend to be wealthy despite being broke, while some rich people enjoy lamenting their poverty.
The father and son duo liked to come to school early in the morning. As they got out of the car, the school was still sparsely populated. Each of them carried a large box of newly repaired books and delivered them to Liu Haisheng's office. Then Wei Yuan and Liu Lei sorted them and recorded their titles.
After finishing all this, the titles and categories of several hundred books from the three large boxes were written on a large Red Paper. They used the school's Copy Machine to make dozens of copies and distributed them to various classes.
Then each student could voluntarily purchase based on their preferences or directly go to Director Liu's office to check out the goods!
Wei Yuan didn't understand why Liu Haisheng went through all this trouble when there were only a few large boxes of books left at home; it hardly seemed necessary.
However, once Liu Haisheng explained, Wei Yuan was completely enlightened: "The issue isn't that you don't have enough inventory; we can source from elsewhere and make a profit in between. Students can also buy more substantial reading materials, which is beneficial for their future development."
Liu Haisheng was quite justified in his reasoning, leaving Wei Yuan without any rebuttal. From Liu Haisheng's book list, many were about interpersonal skills or investment and finance.
In Wei Yuan's view, these books were indeed what Liu Haisheng claimed—valuable for a lifetime. As for what people learned in school, many would hardly have opportunities to use it throughout their lives. It seemed Liu Haisheng still had lingering feelings for the financial management classes he used to run.
To an average person, Liu Haisheng's approach might seem like trying to have it both ways—being hypocritical—but isn't that how many things work in this world? What you want to do doesn't always yield rewards; thus, for your future, you often have to abandon many of your own principles!
Of course, if there were things one could do that interest them while also earning satisfactory income, that might be what many people pursue—the ideal of earning money while standing still.
Regarding this matter, Wei Yuan didn't intend to dwell on it. After spending quite some time busy with tea and chatting about Kung Fu, the first class had already been going on for half its duration. It would be inappropriate to rush into the classroom now; instead, Wei Yuan wandered around the school with Liu Lei.
"Isn't that so-called Three-Point Prince over there? Wei Yuan felt like going over to play basketball."
As they reached the playground, a group of students skipping class to play basketball began provoking Wei Yuan. Clearly, his impressive performance in the last basketball game had made them quite unhappy; as they say, fame can be a double-edged sword!
"How about it, are you going back to class now?" Wei Yuan asked.
"I don't know either, you decide."
Upon hearing this, Wei Yuan shouted at the person who had provoked him, "Bro, toss the ball over here."
The guy thought Wei Yuan was about to showcase his three-point skills. Although he had heard about Wei Yuan's perfect record from long range, he hadn't seen it in person and wanted to see if this Three-Point Prince was just a hype.
Wei Yuan took the ball and said to Liu Lei, "If I make this shot, we skip class. If I miss, we go back to class. Sound good?"
Liu Lei thought this guy was just looking for an excuse not to attend class; everyone knew about his legendary perfect shooting record last time.
However, Liu Lei didn't argue with him and watched as Wei Yuan approached the hoop and confidently threw the ball.
At that moment, a peculiar scene unfolded: the basketball got stuck right in the middle of the hoop, neither going up nor down...
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