Didn't you go to Teyvat to earn money to support me?

Shen Liang looked around. The manager had already left. He leaned closer to the appraiser and whispered in a seductive tone, "I'd rather you take this money than let the gang take it."

Yes, aside from illegal methods, only goldsmiths in gold shops can dispose of gold discreetly. Appraisers handle countless amounts of gold every day, and it's almost a consensus among gold industry professionals that the scraps and chips that wealthy people don't care about are extra income for them. Therefore, appraisers must have channels for recycling gold.

“160,000 yen per coin. We can continue our cooperation. I have more than just this much. Besides, you should know that if I were dealing in antiques or other illicit materials, it's impossible for every single gold coin to be 999.99% pure gold.” Shen Liang laid out nine gold coins. “You know that.”

The precision requirements for 999 gold are very high. An ordinary person might be able to get one or two pieces made by pulling strings. If they are all 999 gold, it means that the source of this thing is not illicit, but there is no reason to provide proof.

For the veteran appraiser, his monthly income is only 300,000, but the profit from one gold coin is 18,000. These ten coins alone exceed his income for half a month... and Shen Liang will obviously bring more stock in the future.

Most importantly, this transaction was risk-free for him. Shen Liang only had access to the black market, but he had countless other ways to sell the gold.

For those wealthy people who like private customization, if he takes an order and uses Shen Liang's gold to make it, wouldn't the gold bars delivered by the company with approval become his own?

Shen Liang maintained her childlike smile as she observed the appraiser's rapidly changing expression.

He was also gambling, betting that the old appraiser wasn't very ethical. He had also learned beforehand that the appraiser was one of the most famous in Bunkyo Ward, with excellent skills. However, in Japanese society, an employee's income is not entirely linked to their ability. He had been promoted from a worker, which was considered a transfer of seniority, and his monthly salary was only 30 yen—not a high amount for a famous craftsman.

"15." After struggling for a long time, the old appraiser gritted his teeth and said.

"How greedy!" Shen Liang laughed.

"My monthly after-tax income is 300,000, and my annuity is 1 million, which is close to 5 million a year. 18,000 commission per gold coin isn't enough; you need at least 28,000 to buy one. That's my professional ethics!" The appraiser glared at Shen Liang. "This is the spirit of a gold craftsman!"

Is it the spirit of gold or the spirit of craftsmanship?

"It's a pleasure doing business with you. I haven't asked your name yet, Grandpa?"

"Koji Ito."

Shen Liang left satisfied after effortlessly securing 150 million yuan and receiving a notification on his phone that the money had been deposited into his account.

As long as we can get Mora in Teyvat, we won't have to worry about consumption on Earth for the time being. Thinking about it this way, getting Mora is already a unified demand in both worlds! If Itoh can't handle his Mora, then we'll deal with it later. Anyway, there's more than one gold shop in Japan.

When Shen Liang got home, she went to the study and turned on the computer, only to find that the kettle next to her was empty.

Rosalia came running over with a large cup of cola with two straws in it, and then sat on Shen Liang's lap with practiced ease. The little girl was small and not heavy. She handed him the cola to drink first, and then bit the straw herself to drink.

Shen Liang was used to it. The Arlin sisters had always liked to cling to him since their orphanage days. Whenever he sat down, they would always find a chance to sit on his lap. Before, when there was a significant size difference between him and the Arlin sisters, he could sit on each of their legs, but now that he had shrunk, they had to fight for those spots.

Of course, Rosalia wouldn't sit for long before Lilia would shout that it was unfair and rush up to demand that Rosalia step down, otherwise the two would fight. The one sitting on the lap, being less mobile, would often get hit more, which thus ensured fairness.

"Brother, brother, is someone going to rent our house?" Rosalia turned her head and rubbed her chin against his as she asked.

Chapter Six: My Genes Are Full of White Hair

Rosalia knew that the family's cash flow had dried up. Shen Liang was a novelist, and if he didn't write, he wouldn't eat. So, he had already listed a rental apartment online in Teyvat two weeks ago. After all, renting out a portion of the 200-square-meter duplex wouldn't make a difference.

But now that he has received 1.5 million yuan at once, which has temporarily relieved the embarrassment of not having money, Shen Liang also feels that he likes to be undisturbed. The A-Lin sisters are still young and need to be taken care of, so having an outsider around is really inconvenient.

"Let me see."

Rosalia stepped on his foot. The little girl's socks had pink cat paw soles, and she didn't step on it hard. "Brother, Lilia ate the cherries I put in the refrigerator yesterday."

"I'll buy you another one."

"No, I want you to beat her up for me. Rosalia doesn't lack cherries." Rosalia continued drinking her cherry cola. She was no longer the little girl who would cry if someone ate her cherries in Siberia.

"Brother, Rosalia has taken your League of Legends rank from Diamond to Silver," Lilia said calmly.

"It doesn't matter."

"She also plays support and plays with a lot of people in a team with voice chat. Now you are the wife of sixteen Silver ADs."

Shen Liang raised his head, took a deep breath, and then exhaled. Rosalia wisely slipped away to engage in a fierce battle with Lilia on the sofa.

Looking at the time, it was already 8 p.m. Shen Liang opened the backend of the rental website and glanced at it, only to find one message asking if he could view the apartment at 8:30 p.m.

Upon closer inspection, it turned out to be today's message, meaning that 8 o'clock is now 8:30.

"Sorry, I just saw your reply. Although I'm probably fine, time is so short you might not have enough time," Shen Liang typed in reply.

He could have refused directly, but in Japanese interpersonal communication, it's important not to speak absolutely and to be as tactful as possible to save face. For example, if he doesn't want to accept someone's suggestion, he wouldn't say "no," but rather "that's a bit..." "I'm having some trouble with that," or "Let me think about it." Directly refusing in Japanese society is basically equivalent to "I just don't like you and I don't want to argue with you."

A normal Japanese person would know from his response that the landlord refused to show the apartment, since showing the apartment at 8 pm is indeed inconvenient.

Shen Liang didn't expect to receive a reply so soon.

"It's okay, it's okay, I'm nearby. Landlord, wait for me at home, I'll be right there! Don't fall asleep, I'll be there very quickly!"

Shen Liang was stunned.

He was about to edit a rejection message, but then put the mouse down.

Consider that others have already arrived nearby, while renters often have a lot of trouble, perhaps taking several subway or train rides to get there. Shen Liang also went through a period like that when he first came to Japan, taking the subway lines 1, 2, 3, and 4 every day to find a cheap place to live, dragging his suitcase until his feet were blistered, and a single sentence from the landlord could mean hours of wasted effort.

"Never mind." Shen Liang decided to let them come in and rest for a bit, at least have a glass of water.

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"Damn! Luckily, I typed fast enough to give this guy no time to react. Cunning Japanese!"

At the subway exit below the Chunshan Apartment Building, a girl with an oversized suitcase was standing. She was turning off her phone and looking up at the top floor of the apartment building with a smug expression.

Passersby noticed the girl because she was indeed very eye-catching. She had long white hair tied into two braids, blue eyes, and was a very beautiful foreign girl.

"Such an expensive location for only 100,000 yen a month, and it's a shared apartment! Who would believe there's nothing fishy about it!" The girl stretched, her shapely figure proving she had an excellent physique and great flexibility. "Hmph! These conditions... female only, no pets allowed, young and beautiful, very clean, doesn't disturb your life, stable schedule... Hmph!"

It's no wonder the girl was dismissive, because Shen Liang genuinely hadn't considered what a reasonable price would be. In Bunkyo Ward, a single room near the school often costs 70,000 to 80,000 yen, while a luxuriously decorated single room like Shen Liang's, near the subway and with a living room, usually starts at 200,000 yen.

Ordinary people genuinely looking to rent wouldn't consider a place like Shen Liang's, and wealthy people are unlikely to want to share with him. In fact, places like Shen Liang's are very difficult to rent out. Yet he's asking for 100,000…

This makes it even harder to rent out, because it looks like a scam.

But in the end, there are still girls like me who want to give it a try.

"Hmm, tank top, great! Short skirt that just goes past the thighs, okay! 60 Daniel over-the-knee socks, perfect! Paired with a school uniform jacket, hmm—" The girl bounced on the spot, looked herself over for a long time, and said with satisfaction, "Who is such an excellent and pure beauty? It can only be me, Kiana!"

This outfit was carefully selected by Kiana, perfectly embodying the essence of a beautiful high school girl. Against that landlord who actually listed "young and beautiful" in her requirements, this outfit is the perfect weapon!

And if this rental ad is a scam... well, that's perfect.

"Use the 'Pretty Girl Iron Fist' on him!"

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Inside the room, Rosalia and Lilia were wiping the dining table, while the bowls and plates were being cleaned in the dishwasher.

In the orphanage, all the children have to do chores. Although Rosalia and Lilia are willful, they are not spoiled at all. Shen Liang doesn't need to participate after cooking. He sits on the sofa and uses the controller to rob his cousin's world.

Then the doorbell rang.

“Go open the door!” Rosalia shouted.

“I’m working. You’ve finished wiping over there, you should go!” Lilia retorted.

"The fact that I can wipe it quickly shows that I'm better, and you're weaker, so you go!"

Even something like this had to be argued about. Shen Liang got up to open the door, and then he and the white-haired girl at the door looked at each other in bewilderment.

"You are..." Kiana hesitated. She even imagined several burly men with lewd eyes seeing her as she opened the door, ready to kidnap her, or a wealthy middle-aged man lewdly telling her, "Come stay here, come stay here, I'll give you a discount, as long as you..."

But she didn't expect that the first person she saw was a boy who was half a head shorter than her. He was wearing blue pajamas at home, and his long black hair fell over his eyelids. His handsome and clean appearance even made her feel a little insecure.

Shen Liang was also slightly surprised. He had very little social interaction, and he had never seen a girl as beautiful as Kiana before. Although it was possible that the children in Cocolia's orphanage were all very cute, Rosalia and Bronya were still just budding young.

Kiana's stunning white hair made Shen Liang feel an irresistible urge.

The west wind ages the waves of Dongting Lake, and overnight, the Xiang River Goddess's hair turns white! The actors of the Pear Garden have new white hair, and the palace maids have aged! How long can those delicate eyebrows last? In a moment, their white hair is as tangled as silk! White...white feathers float on the green water, red palms stir the clear waves!

The genes have moved!

Shen Liang suppressed his urge to run around aimlessly and was just about to introduce himself when a pink-haired loli popped out from behind him, clinging to his waist and peeking out her little head to his left, staring at Kiana.

"Hiss... Lilia Lilia, that white-haired guy, our orphanage has a formidable rival!"

A blue-haired little girl peeked out from behind him on the right, staring at Kiana as well, and calmly chimed in, "Yeah, big sister, big sister, it looks like we're going to fall out of favor. The era of the little sister faction is over before it even began. We're going to be thrown back to Siberia!"

Chapter Seven: Therefore, the protagonist's combat power is approximately one-tenth that of a pink-haired loli.

Kiana's first thought was that this family must have defended humanity from invading outsiders in their past life, to have produced three such adorable children. She kept telling herself, "Kiana, you have to hold back! You have to be a lady! You can't lose control! You absolutely can't pinch their faces and rub them against me!"

Make sure to leave the homeowner with the good impression that you're not a pervert!

Shen Liang welcomed Kiana back to the sofa, and then Rosalia came running over with four cups of black tea. Kiana quickly took them, and then, like an older sister, patted Rosalia's head and said with a smile, "What a good girl. Where are your parents?"

"She's only two or three years older than me at most, yet she treats me like a child," Rosalia muttered to Lilia.

“Idiot, this is no good. They’re positioning us as ‘little girls’ while she herself is positioned as ‘a girl of dating age.’ It’s a clever way of subtly implying things.” Lilia whispered to her sister, “My brother has never dated a normal girl of dating age. This positioning immediately makes her different from us!”

"Wow! What a smart person! I think our IQs aren't quite up to par. Should we contact Bronya? Otherwise, our brother will be taken away."

"You can't take your brother away, wait... is it that your IQ isn't high enough? Who's going to talk to you or us?"

"You're finding another excuse to insult me! I'll kill you!"

Before Kiana could get a response, she saw the Arlene sisters, who had been sitting obediently to the side, suddenly start fighting again. She looked at them and then looked at Shen Liang questioningly. Shen Liang waved his hand, took out his phone to compare the numbers, and said, "Are you the one who wants to rent a house?"

Kiana also took out her phone, compared it with the landlord's profile picture, then looked at Shen Liang and hesitated, "Um, right, is the landlord your...brother? Is he here?"

She was actually hesitating between saying "Dad" or "Brother," but she thought that saying "Dad" instead of "Brother" might offend people, while saying "Brother" instead of "Dad" wouldn't. This was something Kiana learned in "How to Be a Person with High Emotional Intelligence," something her mother insisted she learn.

“This photo is of me,” Shen Liang said calmly.

You're kidding me!