As evening approached and the sun set in the west, Wang Xiaoqiang sat on the balcony with a glass of red wine in his hand. While savoring it, he gazed at the vast sea in the distance and suddenly recalled a line of poetry, "Facing the sea, with spring blossoms."
Ha ha, who would have thought I would live by the seaside, that I would face the sea, and that I too would be amidst spring blossoms!
Twenty-year-old Wang Xiaoqiang was also brimming with youthful pride at this mont.
Before going to bed that night, Wang Xiaoqiang had practiced his Qi Guiding Technique, feeling that he had made considerable progress. Excited, he stood on the balcony and launched a Spiritual Energy Long Spear at the sea under the night sky. The spear was as thick as an adult's arm and as long as a thigh. Though its outline was sowhat blurry, it already bore so semblance of form. He believed that after mastering the Qi Guiding Technique to a greater extent and concentrating on it further, it would look more convincing.
The Spiritual Energy Long Spear shot toward the sea swiftly, and about seventy ters out, it exploded upon the surface, blasting the water into waves over two ters high.
Hearing this noise, several households along the seafront imdiately went to their windows in alarm, murmuring, "What kind of big fish could that be?"
"Oh, crap, could it be a Sea Beast!?"
Wang Xiaoqiang was also astounded, but what amazed him was his own Qi Guiding Technique, which had wielded the Aura of Geng tal with such terrifying power, almost like a rocket launcher.
The next day.
lian invited Wang Xiaoqiang over for breakfast. Knowing that he had just arrived and probably had no ans to cook, she felt that as a neighbor, she should offer so help.
Wang Xiaoqiang didn't hesitate and had breakfast at lian's place. The breakfast she prepared was very good—boiled eggs, milk, and toast—all of which were Wang Xiaoqiang's favorites. Moreover, eating with lian and her beautiful daughter Kelly, Wang Xiaoqiang found his appetite greatly increased—it was indeed a feast for the eyes!
That day, when Rolando was delivering vegetables to the Allen Grand Hotel, a misunderstanding occurred. Since the vegetables were Wang Xiaoqiang's, the head chef Walkerford personally ca out to receive the goods. Seeing that there were also good-looking eggs in Rolando's vehicle, Walkerford assud they were part of the delivery. However, these eggs were not included in the contract. Walkerford took one to try, and was imdiately stunned by how delicious it was, and thus wanted to keep the eggs. Rolando was unsure whether the eggs were for the Allen Grand Hotel and said nothing. When Wang Xiaoqiang arrived at the hotel and saw no eggs, he asked about them.
Rolando said that Walkerford had taken them.
"Nonsense..." Wang Xiaoqiang muttered and went to find Walkerford to get the eggs back.
That's when Walkerford realized that the eggs were not ant for their hotel and regretfully said, "Mr. Wang, your eggs are excellent. Let pay you more for them..."
"No, no, I've already discussed these eggs with a buyer, and I must keep my word... If your hotel wants to buy, I'll bring you so more, but they'll be much more expensive than the vegetables..."
"No problem, Mr. Wang, the price is negotiable, bring as many as you have..." Walkerford assured him by patting his chest.
"Alright, I'll have soone bring them... But there won't be too many," Wang Xiaoqiang retrieved the eggs and sent Rolando back to the farm to get more eggs for the Allen Hotel.
Wang Xiaoqiang took this batch of eggs to lian's place. lian bought so, pricing them at five hundred US dollars each. Then she phoned her friends in her circle to co and pick up the eggs. So, that afternoon, lian's house beca lively with a crowd of sculptors—five n and four won, Black and White... Seeing these people from different countries, Wang Xiaoqiang thought to himself indeed, art knows no borders or skin colors.
In the end, they all bought Wang Xiaoqiang's batch of one thousand eggs at lian's price of five hundred US dollars each. Effortlessly, Wang Xiaoqiang had another half a million US dollars in his account.
"This young man is quite interesting!" That was the comnt from William, the most famous sculptor in Italy. Not just William, but the other eight sculptors, both impressed and intrigued, were eager to know how Wang Xiaoqiang had produced these glowing eggs. Thereupon, William extended an invitation, "Esteed Mr. Wang, next Sunday, I am hosting a sculpture art exchange in Los Angeles, and I hope you can attend..."
Wang Xiaoqiang was not interested in art, and naturally not that keen on art circles. After all, his unusual presence might seem out of place there, but it would be utterly discourteous to decline such an invitation, especially when lian said, "Wang, you should go, and I'll accompany you..."
"Alright," Wang Xiaoqiang agreed.
That night, Wang Xiaoqiang returned to the farm and ate the dinner that Mikoer had prepared. The first thing he did was check on the eggs. Since they sold so well and fetched a good price, they obviously warranted his attention. Fortunately, there were still so left, about three hundred or more. Wang Xiaoqiang imdiately took them to the hatchery for incubation. Next, he was going to focus on hatching chicks to expand the scale of the Chicken Farm and the Vegetable Base...
After using the Fire Elent Spiritual Energy to hatch the chicks, Wang Xiaoqiang returned to the main bedroom of the villa. The lights were dim in the room, and under a desk lamp, Mikoer wore a red sumr dress, with a T-string underneath,
"Wang, what kept you? You really took your ti, and I was about to co find you..." Mikoer said, looking forward expectantly.
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