They said recommendation votes could see through beauty?

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Guan Yingying and the young woman walked ahead, Wang Zhuo's butt slightly puckered as he trailed behind them by six or seven steps.

Why was his butt puckered? You know why.

Just after leaving Qishi Fang, an unusual fragrance caught their attention. Following the scent toward a nearby alleyway, they spotted a cloth sign hanging at its entrance with crookedly painted characters: Old Broth Donkey Meat Bun Shop.

Donkey meat is exquisite cuisine! Guan Yingying and the young woman exchanged glances before nodding in unison to quicken their pace toward the alley. Legends say donkey meat makes even gods tremble, compared with which dragon meat from heaven is second best - this ancient reverence for donkey meat caused even Wang Zhuo's troubles to vanish momentarily beneath its tempting aroma.

The alley stretched another twenty meters before revealing a sprawling open-air food stall. Long wooden tables lined the space where fifteen yuan bought you the old broth donkey meat bun combo, cash paid upfront regardless of whether you were CEO or office clerk - everyone treated equally.

In this city where pork had hit twelve yuan per catty, Wang Zhuo hadn't expected to find donkey meat at this price. After all, donkeys grow excruciatingly slowly; by the time a horse reaches shoulder height, a normal donkey barely creeps up to armpit level unless abnormally well-fed.

Wang Zhuo had once seen a scarred foal donkey tethered outside one shop for weeks before being moved to another establishment. Months later it reappeared at the first shop's doorstep - he'd realized then that this was professional signage work, rotating between shops like office shifts!

If even upscale restaurants could deceive customers, what were these street vendors likely selling? Maybe mule meat from butchers' live donkey auctions would be generous.

Guan Yingying paid up eagerly. As they waited, the broth arrived thick and fragrant, making all three salivate instantly.

The heat of summer combined with scalding hot broth soon drenched both women in sweat, their handkerchiefs constantly dabbing away perspiration. Guan Yingying at least wore breathable fabric; the young woman's silk-like blouse soaked through her back, subtly revealing lace strap outlines.

Sitting beside Guan Yingying opposite the young woman, Wang Zhuo couldn't see what happened behind her - but he caught sight of delicate sweat beads glistening on the woman's chest. Some merged together before trickling slowly down through deep cleavage...

This vision inexplicably reminded him of his classmate Feilong's lecherous refrain: Young women are juicy.

Just then, someone greeted the young woman: "Sister Qi, having lunch here too?"

A stocky man in his twenties slid into a seat beside her, keeping one empty space between them. After Guan Yingying had already introduced Wang Zhuo to the woman - who called herself Qi Fei and claimed jewelry store management as occupation though Wang Zhuo sensed more of a businesswoman's bearing than employee's demureness.

Qi Fei nodded at him: "Xiao Qiu, on your lunch break?"

Smiling affirmatively, Xiao Qiu noticed raw jade on her table and asked if he could examine it. When Qi Fei agreed, he picked up the rough stone to scrutinize carefully.

Wang Zhuo felt embarrassed - he'd been so engrossed watching beautiful women eat that he hadn't noticed her holding the jade!

After quick inspection Xiao Qiu commented: "This is our store's stock? Hongsha field zone red wax skin. We just acquired it recently."

"Exactly, you've got good eyes," Qi Fei smiled. "What about its potential?"

Studying longer, Xiao Qiu finally said uncertainly: "Possible high jade but likely cracks."

"Not cracks?" Qi Fei questioned his assessment.

Shaking his head with an earnest smile, Xiao Qiu admitted: "Can't explain it - just a feeling."

"Also no obvious cracks to me," Guan Yingying took the rough stone, placing it between herself and Wang Zhuo. "Wang Zhuo, check this too."

Wang Zhuo had never cared for complex jade appraisal techniques. He simply blinked and activated his vision.

His sight instantly pierced through the red outer shell, layer by layer revealing pale material inside until suddenly two lychee-sized emerald patches emerged - vibrant, transparent without mists - genuine high-grade jade! Value surged! Dramatically!

Further observation showed these green veins were connected but split by a thin vertical crack running directly through them. Xiao Qiu was right after all: high quality with flaws.

Though cracked, the value still skyrocketed because this fissure precisely bisected both patches into four facets without wasting material - exquisite craftsmanship indeed.

"Cracked, value surging," Wang Zhuo summarized concisely in four words.

Guan Yingying snorted laughter. "Faking mysticism! Who just declares cracks and values without explanation? Too unprofessional."

Wang Zhuo shrugged jokingly: "Just an amateur opinion, nothing serious - random guesswork really."

Laughter erupted as Xiao Qiu introduced himself: "Chu Lu, 'chu' like in Xiao Chu, 'lu' meaning road. Carving at the Qishi Fang just ahead."

"Wang Zhuo, senior student preparing for college entrance exams next week," Wang Zhuo shook his hand.

"You're Wang Zhuo?" Chu Lu exclaimed suddenly. "Then you know my uncle Chu Nanyang?"

Chu Nanyang as your uncle? Wang Zhuo grinned immediately. "This is Guan Yingying - did Uncle mention us?"

"Of course!" Chu Lu nodded repeatedly. "He told me about your lucky find at Shizi Ji, that ice-grade rough selling for sixty thousand?"

Qi Fei smiled slyly: "Actually Xiao Qiu, I was the one who purchased that stone."

Chu Lu scratched his head laughing: "Getting confusing..."

"Take it easy," Wang Zhuo smiled. "Sort through them slowly." Their laughter returned at this.

Unbeknownst to them all shared connections. The three ended up lingering longer and returning together with Chu Lu to Qishi Fang.

Walking back, Wang Zhuo definitely avoided trailing behind women now - fearing temptation of peeking at the swaying silhouettes ahead. He walked beside Chu Lu chatting about jade instead, keeping eyes off forbidden sights!

"Ever played rough stone before, Wang Zhuo?" Chu Lu asked.

"Nope, just watched others until my first time last," Wang Zhuo's half-truth made his recent luck seem less suspicious.

"I see," Chu Lu categorized him among those with some knowledge - albeit basic understanding and lucky strikes only.

The four reached Qishi Fang's backyard just in time to witness a group preparing to cut an all-rough stone. Joining several other jade enthusiasts, they gathered around excitedly as the knife approached.