Celestial Master： I Have an Otherworld-Chapter 61 - 17: The Hair Thief
Xia Hong’s photography skills are quite advanced, and she’s adept at showcasing her strengths, capable of stirring up a man’s inner fire with just one photo.
She is undoubtedly a mature beauty, and unlike the naïve young female college students entering society, her style of conduct is distinctly more direct.
Download,
Save.
Fang Zheng completed these actions silently but didn’t reply to the message.
It wasn’t because Wen Lei was there, but because he remembered Xia Hong seemed to be married. Starting something when she’s married felt somewhat inappropriate.
Better to continue discussing business.
In ancient times, people firing porcelain feared the temperature wasn’t high enough, so they tried their best to make the wood and charcoal burn thoroughly, ensuring no ash fell into the chamber.
Now it’s different.
The porcelains at today’s exhibition had artisans deliberately letting ash remain in the kiln, allowing the porcelain and ash to integrate, forming unique artworks.
Also, the binary formula of magnet and porcelain clay is becoming increasingly refined.
Many porcelain businesses collaborate with well-known universities, researching glaze and clay combinations, with new technologies emerging almost daily.
Wen Lei knew little about this but listened with interest.
"Thanks to the foundation laid by predecessors, the domestic porcelain industry is developing quickly, with low-end products having squeezed out foreign goods entirely."
"Mid-range is mainly domestically made, and the high-end has its exquisite porcelain."
Fang Zheng spoke up:
"If there are advancements in glaze and chemistry, the domestic porcelain industry is bound to experience great development. It’s not too late to get involved now."
"Hmm."
Wen Lei pondered:
"I have no interest in porcelain making, and the group may not be willing to get involved. This business will likely buy low and sell high. Can you introduce clients then?"
"Sure." Fang Zheng nodded:
"With your kiln license, selling for sixty to seventy million won’t be hard, and flipping it could earn tens of millions. Connections indeed make money come faster."
Wen Lei smiled without speaking.
Relationships are cultivated, something young people can’t match against veteran businessmen.
But...
Does Fang Zheng really know porcelain merchants worth tens of millions?
Or is he just pretending to be wealthy?
She wondered skeptically.
After parting with Wen Lei, Fang Zheng spent the next few days shuttling between the city library, Square Porcelain, and various factory buildings, leading a busy and fulfilling life.
His jade artifacts business was gradually finding its footing.
As long as he could consistently obtain jade from the Otherworld, monthly profits could exceed ten million.
In terms of martial arts.
He had collected dozens of martial arts boxing manuals, trying out most of them, with the power techniques being a mix of real and fake, not all necessarily useful.
He was still far from reaching the Martial Arts Second Layer of Power into the Marrow, but he could see the path, and signs of Qi Blood Second Transformation were appearing.
In six months!
He was confident he could achieve the Qi Blood Second Transformation.
"Beep beep..."
At ten o’clock in the evening, Xia Hong sent another message.
Predictably, it started with a photo.
A white, gauzy nightgown half-revealed the seductive figure beneath, paired with a charming gaze that was hard to resist.
"Nice."
Fang Zheng replied:
"Your photography skills have improved."
Compared to the beginning, getting more and more... pleasant to look at!
"Hehe..." Xia Hong sent a smiling face back:
"I’ve heard men are naturally talented at photographing women. I wonder if Boss Fang is interested in trying. I could be your model!"
Fang Zheng opened her social media timeline.
Yesterday, Xia Hong had just celebrated her child’s birthday, and the spectacled man in the group photo was her husband.
?
This woman...
Shouldn’t you block some posts if you’re trying to seduce men? You’re making me feel really guilty, okay?
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The last trip to the Otherworld before the end of the year.
Once he left this time, he wouldn’t be able to return for at least ten days to over a month, so he needed to settle everything before then.
"Hmm?"
As soon as he appeared in the bedroom, Fang Zheng’s expression subtly changed.
Someone had been here!
Unlike in the modern world, he was extremely careful and cautious in the Otherworld, especially in his residence, where everything was arranged precisely.
Now,
someone had touched his things!
After checking, the armor and swords hidden below ground hadn’t been discovered, not even the copper coins deliberately left out were taken.
"Strange?"
The last time was the same—someone had clearly been here, yet nothing was stolen.
It’s normal that the hidden armor and weapons weren’t found, but not even taking the money? What was their motive for sneaking in?
To admire the furniture placement?
But having experienced this before, he was prepared.
"I want to see who you really are."
He climbed up to the beams, retrieved the surveillance memory hidden in a secret spot, and used his phone to view the video inside.
His surveillance equipment could save videos from the past fifteen days, and he quickly skipped through the normal footage, identifying a strange figure on the video.
The thief!
Caught you!
Fang Zheng’s eyes lit up.
The person was short and thin, moved flexibly, and, after gently lifting the window sash, flipped into the room like a Sky-Flipping Kite, quickly scanning the room.
Finally, he stopped by the bed.
First, he rummaged through the pillow, picking up a few hairs, then scratched his head and continued to search the bedding, looking for something on the bed.
Watching the video, Fang Zheng felt fine at first, but then his expression grew increasingly strange, as an uncontrollable nameless fury and unspeakable shame surged through him.
"Damn!"
"You thief!"
"You’re actually stealing hair!"
Crazy!
......
Pan She Martial Arts Hall.
Du Qiaoyun took the silver taels Fang Zheng handed over, full of joy and repeatedly thanking him.
"Thank you, Young Master Fang."
"Without this money, I really don’t know what I would have done. In any case... Young Master Fang, you’ve solved my urgent problem."
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After putting away the money, she just now noticed something wrong with Fang Zheng’s expression and couldn’t help but quietly ask:
"Young Master Fang, are you troubled?"
"Hmm."
Fang Zheng’s face was ashy, his eyes red, like a furious beast. He nodded stiffly at her words and took out a painting:
"Young Martial Arts Hall Master, could you help me find this person?"
The person in the painting had triangular eyes, a hooked nose, sparse hair, and a lewd expression, with very distinctive features.
Pan She Martial Arts Hall, being the muscle of the Government Office, had networks covering all aspects of Gu’an County. Even though it had fallen from grace, it still had more connections than ordinary people.
Finding someone,
couldn’t be more suitable.
"Of course, I can call Uncle He over." Obliged by the favor, Du Qiaoyun immediately nodded and casually asked:
"Did this person offend you?"
"Hmm." Fang Zheng nodded with a gloomy face:
"He... stole something from me."
"I see." Du Qiaoyun understood.
Young Master Fang was always mild-tempered. Seeing him so angry this time, it seemed what was stolen was very important, though it’s unknown what precisely.
As they spoke, Uncle He hurried over.
"Such painting skills!"
Taking the painting, Uncle He couldn’t help but praise it first.
Fang Zheng wasn’t skilled in modern portrait sketches, but to people in the Otherworld, it was stunning at first sight.
"Oh!"
When he clearly saw the person in the painting, Uncle He was surprised:
"I’ve seen this person before."
"Oh!" Fang Zheng’s eyes lit up:
"Where?"
"It was last year." Uncle He shook his head and said:
"He’s a small leader of the Cyan Wolf Gang, named Huang Su, nicknamed Cloud Sparrow, famous along with the missing Sky-Flipping Kite as the two thieves around Gu’an County."
"Unexpectedly, this person isn’t dead yet."
The remnants of the Cyan Wolf Gang?
Why would he steal my hair?
Fang Zheng was bewildered.
