Eat, eat, eat! All you ever do is eat!
Bao Dating looked at Chen Changan helplessly. Who was it that wanted to get to the bottom of the Jade Bottle of Fortune, anyway?
They were all on edge, while Chen Changan was completely relaxed—relaxed enough to snack on fruit?
Was eating that fruit really so important?
"Chen Changan, can you take this seriously?"
"The village chief is here helping you investigate the Jade Bottle. Could you stop distracting him?"
"Even relaxing has its time and place," Bao Dating said helplessly.
"Kid, don't be so serious. Look, the village chief himself hasn't said anything."
"Don't interrupt the elders while they're talking. Be good and sit down."
Chen Changan said a few words to Bao Dating, then turned his attention to the village chief.
Ever since the village chief had taken the Jade Bottle of Fortune, this was the first time he'd shown any other reaction.
"Village chief, is there something wrong with this Jade Bottle? Is it a counterfeit?" Chen Changan asked curiously.
At Chen Changan's question, the village chief didn't look up. He continued to study the Jade Bottle in his hands, his expression grave.
"The Jade Bottle of Fortune... I've seen it before."
"If I'm not mistaken, this is the real thing."
"People have tried to make imitations before, but they all failed."
"For one thing, the cost of making a copy was too high. For another, the failure rate was even higher."
"So no one was willing to imitate the Jade Bottle of Fortune. It simply wasn't worth it."
He'd seen it before?
Chen Changan hadn't expected the village chief to have seen the Jade Bottle of Fortune. But if he had, why was he so excited?
As though he'd noticed the question in Chen Changan's mind, the