Buying a piece of worthless scrap for five yuan

Xie Yihuang stood on tiptoe and took a look. Sure enough, the cut revealed a hint of green, and it looked very pure.
"It's floating flowers. A whole piece of floating flowers like this can easily sell for millions," someone shouted.
You must know that at the current price of goods, you could buy a catty of fish for just a few cents, so these millions were an astronomical sum.
"Light the firecrackers," the shop owner shouted happily. Having cut open two stones back-to-back today, he was naturally overjoyed.

Aside from terrifying torture instruments from ancient China, the Chamber of Torture also housed several medieval European devices, and the "Judas Cradle" was one of them.
Zhang Zhaolin indulged himself unrestrainedly in his movements, ruthlessly crushing the fragile existence beneath him.
At this moment, Ye Chen's mind was still plagued by the day he was driven down the mountain—that was his eternal pain. He loathed Wu Changqing's condescending posture even more, and all of this was driving him to do something insane.

Sato Ichigen and the other seven remained silent, nor did Yinzi, Erda, Qin Jianzhuo, or Lin Yipeng utter a word. As for the dozen guard soldiers, they didn't understand Japanese, so they didn't need to speak either.
Kill all eleven of them without leaving a single survivor to eliminate any trace of evidence, then launch a counterattack claiming the ambush shots were a baseless fabrication and rumor-mongering; frame the Military Intelligence Service and imprison them to slowly grind them down.
Suddenly, a fierce gale howled with a wailing sound like that of wailing ghosts, originating from the Jade Emperor—from the Jade Emperor's towering demonic aura, as if countless resentful spirits were hidden within, shrieking in miserable agony at this very moment.
Whether it was Mo Tianwei's foresight or a blind sparrow stumbling upon a withered grain spike, Rong Shimian returned just a few days after the new boiler was installed.
Gu Anxing sometimes wondered if the reason Su Yuchuan was like this now might be because his family loved him too much and had always spoiled him.
Yinzi had appeared on that isolated island outside Baoding City. Wang Jiaqi estimated that if her mother had jumped into the river, it must have been somewhere near Baoding City.

Divine Doctor Hua seemed to sense Su Jinxi's heartache. His brows twitched and he looked up at Su Jinxi, but when he caught sight of the deep worry and helplessness beneath the pain in her eyes, his brows slowly furrowed again, and he let out a deep sigh.
Ning Heng had originally adopted a steady and methodical approach, building his foundation piece by piece, slowly tempering his physical bones to the absolute limit before breaking through to the Divine Bone realm.
Logically speaking, there could not be two identical leaves in this world, nor could there be two absolutely identical people.
Every single heartbeat could stir up an immensely powerful force, and the area around the sphere of light was even somewhat shattered by these vibrations.
Once he left Berlin and became a local official, his personal guards would be limited to at most two, making it much easier to deal with him. Once Himmler was gone, resolving the issue with the Southern Army Group would become much simpler; at worst, they would just sacrifice a couple of army corps as bait, and wouldn't that wipe out the Southern Army Group?
Such a situation was probably unprecedented in this war, and Hua Songli's intervention was also a first.
The silt on the seabed had long vanished during the first wave of the surge; they were probably now rolling turbulently in some extremely distant place. And the subsequent huge waves of rushes were equally unmerciful, relentlessly tearing apart and stripping away layers of the upper rock strata.
This resonant bell toll seemed to strike the hearts of every participating martial artist. Those ambushing martial artists simultaneously widened their eyes and sharpened their focus, directing every ounce of attention toward the most likely directions leading to the exit gates, preparing for anyone attempting to break through.
This caught Nie Chang off guard: this guy Zhao Yuan couldn't even manage to sneak up on an opponent from behind; his combat style had always been utterly orthodox, meeting enemies strictly head-on.
Bandage found it baffling. Even he hadn't figured out why Kermit considered him bait capable of luring out the Dragon Mark, yet these princes and princesses in the Wright Palace were each acting as if they knew the reason with absolute certainty. Whether it was Falla, Lawrence, or the eighth prince from just now, they were all like this.
Huge boulders crashed down onto the defense line, shattering instantly. While causing a certain degree of damage to the fortifications, they also smashed dozens of working sappers into a bloody pulp.
That was definitely Fury, that black-hearted scoundrel, pulling in so many people just to force Divan to unleash his true abilities.
"I've never concerned myself with her private affairs, and she has never discussed them with me," Xuan Ziyi said, wondering how Qin Li knew.

Sand soldiers were practically disgusting summoned creatures; they had no fatal wounds. Even if their heads and chests were smashed to pieces, their lower bodies could still move about briskly.
"I heard you've been getting quite close to A-sheng," Mei Juan said directly, not wanting to beat around the bush with her.
After Dong Qingxuan experienced a breakdown for a while, she heard these men vying with one another to express their feelings to Qian Ce, and even expecting her to make a decision.
"President Ou, you decide then. We'll head back and get on with our work," the Chief Financial Officer proposed first.
The deputy commander felt a deep sense of admiration for Sima Yi's performance, even being moved to tears. He secretly resolved to find a way to escape and report everything he witnessed today to the imperial court and the emperor, ensuring that a loyal minister like Grand Commander Sima would not suffer under unjust accusations.
In a ghostly place filled with gloomy winds, rather than being alone and terrified, it was better to have a reliable male ghost as company.
"Don't move recklessly. Wait a moment and let me try. Activating my Ghost Eyes should yield some results." The next instant, Tong Xu narrowed his eyes and let out a low, deafening roar resembling a ghost's howl. Following that, a wisp of black light emerged between his brows, and he activated his Ghost Eyes.
The two drove to Bijiang New City, a newly constructed residential development that had been wildly popular when units first went on sale.
Many things happen by sheer coincidence. For instance, while China enjoyed harmony and national prosperity, foreign countries suffered continuous riots. And on a certain sunny day in China, an earthquake struck the West! There were casualties—about a dozen or so—which, in the eyes of the Chinese people, were not worth mentioning and received little attention.
"No commotion is allowed in the venue. One more instance, and today's qualification will be revoked," the host maintained order.