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Qin Senior Sister was left speechless by what I said, but she couldn't let it go, so she resorted to a stubborn tactic: "I don't care, you have to get me a new Amulet!"
I was quite annoyed by her persistence and replied, "Fine, I'll have my Second Uncle send a little ghost over for your sister to raise. I guarantee her boyfriend will come running back to beg for forgiveness. But I have to warn you, raising a little ghost comes with many taboos. If she breaks any rules and something happens, don't come whining to me. With one slap, I could turn you into Yang Guifei, believe it or not?"
The classmates burst into laughter, and Qin Senior Sister could no longer stay; embarrassed and angry, she turned and ran away. Liang Xi grinned at me with admiration and said, "You're amazing! Qin Senior Sister is the belle of the Chinese Department. People would kill to just talk to her, and you're talking about turning her into Yang Guifei."
I shrugged and put the Amulet in my pocket, saying, "What’s there to fear in business? The only thing to fear is someone throwing dirt at you. If I let her win this time, how am I supposed to survive in the future?"
The classmates gathered around due to the earlier argument, all chattering about whether what Liang Xi said was true. Did someone really go to Thailand and meet an Ajan Master who raises little ghosts? By the way, where has Zhang Qichao been lately?
For the first few questions, Liang Xi answered enthusiastically, but the last one left him completely speechless. Neither of us felt like responding as we sat in our chairs looking glum.
After a while, several boys suddenly burst into the classroom, shouting, "Who’s selling Amulets!"
I looked up at them; I didn’t recognize any of them and couldn’t be bothered. But some helpful classmates pointed me out. The boys rushed over and slapped my desk, saying, "You’re the one who sold that fake Amulet to Qin?"
I pushed my chair back slightly, took off my jacket, rolled up my sleeves, and grabbed a mop from behind the classroom door. The boys looked confused and exchanged glances, not understanding what I was doing. Once everything was ready, I walked up to them and asked, "One-on-one or a group fight?"
They were startled and quickly clarified, "We’re not here to fight! We heard that Qin returned that Amulet to you?"
I looked at them and asked, "What’s going on? Are you here asking for money?"
"No, no," one of them laughed nervously. "That small amount of money isn’t worth it. I'm here to buy an Amulet from you. The one that Qin gave you. Whatever she paid for it, I'll pay you the same."
"Don't try that with me; I thought of this first. You can leave," another guy pulled him back and smiled at me. "Junior, I'll give you an extra hundred; sell it to me."
"Go play somewhere else! The Amulet that Qin Senior Sister had might still carry her scent! Three hundred is more like a dog collar! I'll offer four hundred!" another shouted.
"Four hundred sounds too low; Junior, I'll give you five hundred!" someone squeezed in from the side.
In the blink of an eye, that Queen Nang Phaya Buddha Authentic in Second Uncle's hands—costing just over a hundred—was being bid up to eight hundred. Eight hundred in 2006 wasn’t a small amount; if I sold it now, my profit would multiply six or seven times right on the spot. The surrounding classmates were stunned; even though Qin Senior Sister deemed it a fake Amulet, someone was willing to pay eight hundred for it.
I was also a bit stunned, finally believing that the saying "a woman's beauty can make a man lose his intelligence" is true.
The senior who offered eight hundred was staring at me, waiting for a response. I was momentarily taken aback and asked him, "Really eight hundred to buy?"
He nodded eagerly, like a chick pecking at rice. It's hard to find someone willing to be a fool with money; what more could I say? I took out the Amulet right there. The senior blinked and was about to reach out to grab it when I pulled my hand back and asked, "Where's the money? According to Thai Ajarn Master's rules, it's cash first, then goods."
The senior looked a bit embarrassed and said, "Well, junior, you see, I didn't bring enough today. I'll get it next time we meet..."
"Trying to get something for nothing..." I chuckled and asked, "What about that guy who offered seven hundred? Does he still want it?"
The senior immediately panicked: "No, no, junior! Wait for me! Just ten minutes! No, no, five minutes! I'll be right back!"
With that, he dashed off, reminding me not to sell it to anyone offering a lower price. I didn't care; this Amulet had caused me enough trouble that whether I sold it or not didn't matter. If worse came to worst, I could just give it to Liang Xi or Hu Xiaoyi; it wasn't worth much anyway.
In less than five minutes, the senior returned, panting heavily and pulling out a wad of cash from his pocket. There were several one-hundred bills, a few fifties, mostly twenties and tens, and I even spotted four five-dollar bills. I couldn't help but laugh and asked, "Did you run to the convenience store for this?"
The senior looked a bit embarrassed, his face flushed as he stared longingly at the Amulet in my hand. I felt like I was holding a piece of meat being eyed by a hungry dog; a chill ran down my spine as I quickly handed the Amulet over to him. He took it with both hands like it was a treasure and left laughing heartily. Anyone who didn't know would think he had just won five million.
As I gathered up the stack of cash on the table, I sensed some resentment from the other seniors who had offered slightly lower prices. They looked at me with disappointment. I shrugged and said, "Profit comes first. Next time, make sure you bring enough money. If Qin Senior Sister returns anything one day, I'll let you know."
Upon hearing this, they all perked up with excitement and left their phone numbers behind before departing eagerly. Looking at this group of young people blinded by love, I really wanted to send Second Uncle a text saying: "School is full of fools with money; come quickly!"
However, Second Uncle deals in high-end business; sometimes selling a top-tier Amulet and having an Ajan visit clients can cost hundreds of thousands. My few hundred bucks were nothing compared to that.
Liang Xi watched everything unfold and admired me even more. An Amulet that had been returned could sell for four times its original price—how impressive!
His words reminded me that when Qin Senior Sister left, she hadn't taken back that two hundred dollars. Now that I'd sold her Amulet for eight hundred, morally speaking, I should compensate her.
On my way to the cafeteria after school, I pulled out my phone to call Second Uncle to ask if he had any cheaper yet effective Authentic ones. Before I could say anything, I felt someone kick my calf and heard a woman shout: "Shen Yi! You jerk!"
Turning around, I saw Qin Senior Sister glaring at me angrily. It turned out that the fool who bought the Amulet was bragging everywhere about it. When Qin Senior Sister found out I'd sold her returned Amulet for such an outrageous price of eight hundred, she was furious enough to almost spit blood. She rushed over right after school to demand back her two hundred dollars. This was indeed unfair on my part; all I could do was say that I was discussing getting her a good Amulet from Second Uncle and that any extra money wouldn't be charged back to her—I would cover it myself. Upon hearing this, Qin Senior Sister's anger finally subsided.
When I picked up my phone again, Second Uncle was already waiting impatiently on the other end and said: "You little rascal! Using my goods to chase girls?"
I chuckled and said, "How could that be? I was just joking. By the way, do you have any amulets under five hundred that can help someone reconcile? Authentic ones are best, but they must show results quickly, like within two or three days."
"Do you think this is grocery shopping?" Second Uncle replied irritably. "Authentic ones don't work that well; otherwise, why would I have made so many connections with Achan? Besides, even the cheapest talisman would cost five hundred in Thailand, and sending it to mainland China would incur losses. You need to have some sense when chasing girls; what progress have you made to start throwing money around? Have you even kissed her yet?"
I broke into a cold sweat when I saw Qin Senior Sister looking at us with suspicion. I dared not say more and kept pleading with him. Second Uncle had spoiled me since I was little and had hardly ever refused my requests. He was merely reminding me not to give up my career for a woman; he didn't really care about that small amount of money. He told me that five hundred could buy a Composite Yantong Ling, but at that price, Achan wouldn't make it too powerful, and I'd still need to add some Mind Control Powder for assistance.
I asked Qin Senior Sister if she was really sure about wanting her sister to reconcile with her boyfriend. Honestly, I didn't agree with this; if they had separated due to irreconcilable issues, there was no need to seek the help of supernatural forces for reconciliation. Acting against one's true feelings would only deplete one's luck in advance.
Qin Senior Sister hesitated for a moment and then nodded in confirmation. I asked Second Uncle to send the amulet as soon as possible and inquired about any taboos associated with it. Just as I was about to hang up, Second Uncle suddenly told me to wait a moment. I heard him speaking to someone on the phone in Thai, which I couldn't understand.
After a while, he asked me, "Where's that person you sold the Wealth-Inviting Spirit Child Ghost to last time?"
I was taken aback and replied, "I don't know; he hasn't been coming to school anymore. He’s probably at some casino. Why do you want to know?"
"Still gambling?" Second Uncle's tone changed; he sounded quite angry. "What do you mean by asking about him? The Ajan Master who makes the Wealth-Inviting Spirit Child Ghost is right next to me. He came to say that no matter what, the Spirit Child can't be summoned back and wanted me to ask about the Victim's situation. What kind of business are you running? Always causing problems! If it weren't for the Ajan Master's responsibility, I wouldn't even know about this mess."
I was startled and instinctively calculated the time; it seemed like it had already been over a month without summoning back the Spirit Child? Second Uncle seemed to remember something and asked, "By the way, last time you asked me what taboos there were for summoning back the Spirit Child. Was that person trying to trick you into revealing information?"
I was stunned for a moment. Trick me? Thinking back carefully, Zheng Xuezhang had asked when there were only a few days left until the Spirit Child was supposed to be summoned back, and after that, he hadn't contacted me again. Logically speaking, regardless of whether the Spirit Child had been taken by Achan or not, he should have checked in on the situation to prevent any accidents. Could it be that he was indeed trying to trick me into revealing information so he could keep the Spirit Child and continue gambling?
It wasn't impossible; I remembered clearly how crazy both father and son had been back then.
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