In the evening, Cheng Mo briefly visited his sister and parents at the hospital.
After finding an excuse to answer his parents' continuous questions, he used the pretext of needing to push forward with his experiments and departed somewhat awkwardly.
Then he plunged into the medical school's experimental building.
The electrophysiological data analysis requested by Professor He Jingwen barely posed a challenge for Cheng Mo now.
The Myriad Realms Physique brought not only physical enhancement but, more profoundly, a comprehensive improvement in his brain's information processing efficiency, sustained focus, and agility of thought.
Coupled with the enhanced perception of his own energy and even more microscopic levels brought by his Breathing Technique and Chakra cultivation, he gained a different dimension of perspective when looking at these complex data.
He sat in front of the computer, the screen filled with dense waveforms and data streams.
His fingers rapidly tapped on the keyboard, writing analysis scripts and retrieving massive amounts of data.
Calculations and comparisons that used to take days or even require repeated verification were now completed almost instantly in his mind.
Details previously overlooked, and potentially correlated abnormal fluctuations, now became crystal clear under his highly concentrated perception.
He could even intuitively 'feel' the potential physiological meaning hidden behind certain data fragments—an almost intuitive insight that transcended pure mathematical analysis... The next morning, the sunlight in Haicheng was already a bit dazzling.
Cheng Mo took a taxi to Uncle Wang's jewelry store, as mentioned by Liu Yu.
He leaned against the car window, watching the streetscape rapidly receding outside. The constant surge of power within him, due to Thunder Breathing and nascent Chakra, gave him an unusually clear and controlled sense of everything around him.
Soon after he got out of the car, Liu Yu's black SUV also arrived.
He rolled down the window, glanced at the black handbag in Cheng Mo's hand, which contained some gold ingots, and then waved to Cheng Mo.
Uncle Wang's shop was located on a quiet street, not particularly bustling. The storefront was small, with an antique-style sign bearing the three characters 'Jinyuge'.
The interior was tastefully decorated, with various gold, silver, and jade artifacts displayed in glass counters. The lighting was just right, making every item appear valuable.
Uncle Wang looked to be around fifty, not tall, wearing a well-fitted polo shirt and casual pants. His hair was meticulously combed, and his eyes were sharp yet exuded a shrewdness.
He enthusiastically welcomed the two into the small reception room at the back, where tea was already brewed on the coffee table.
"Xiao Yu, is this your buddy? What's his name?"
Uncle Wang smiled as he poured tea for them, his gaze subtly sweeping over Cheng Mo.
Cheng Mo was wearing a simple white T-shirt and jeans today, looking like a handsome college student. Other than his exceptionally calm eyes, there was nothing particularly remarkable about him.
"Uncle Wang, this is my best brother, Cheng Mo."
Liu Yu introduced him with a familiar tone, smiling.
"Mo Zai, this is Uncle Wang."
"Hello, Uncle Wang." Cheng Mo nodded slightly, his tone neither obsequious nor arrogant.
After a few pleasantries, Liu Yu gave a meaningful look. Cheng Mo understood, opened the handbag he carried, took out a small package wrapped tightly in soft cloth, placed it on the coffee table, and carefully unwrapped it layer by layer.
A pile of gleaming yellow gold ingots, bearing distinct foreign casting marks, was revealed. They glowed with a steady, alluring luster under the indoor light.
Uncle Wang's smile faded slightly, and his eyes became much more serious.
He put on white gloves, picked up one of the ingots, first weighed it in his hand, then pulled out a small magnifying glass from his pocket to carefully examine the patterns and markings on it, and also used a small portable spectrometer to test it.
The room was quiet, with only the fragrant scent of tea and Uncle Wang's occasional soft intakes of breath.
After examining them for a good five or six minutes, Uncle Wang finally put down the last gold ingot, took off his gloves, and looked at Cheng Mo and Liu Yu with a complex expression.
"Good stuff, truly good stuff."
He clicked his tongue, his finger pointing at the gold ingots.
"Extremely high purity, well-preserved. This weight, this craftsmanship... typical Meiji large gold ingots, and not the common circulation type you see on the market. They're more like those cast through special channels, with extremely limited stock."
He looked up, his gaze probing, but more so, surprised: "Young man, this item... its origin is quite interesting. You rarely see this kind of thing domestically. Even if you do, it's mostly in museums or with major collectors. Yours..."
Liu Yu immediately let out a laugh and took over the conversation: "Uncle Wang, your eyesight is truly sharp! As for how they came to be, every family has its own difficult story. My buddy's family situation is special, so it's really not convenient to go into detail."
"But rest assured, the source is absolutely legitimate, no stealing, no robbing, no breaking the law. I guarantee that on my dad's drinking habits!" He half-jokingly diverted the topic.
Uncle Wang was a shrewd person and naturally understood the unspoken meaning.
He smiled, didn't press further, but glanced again at the silent Cheng Mo.
Cheng Mo simply met his gaze calmly, without any flicker or guilt in his eyes.
"Alright, if it's inconvenient for you to say, I won't ask more."
Uncle Wang picked up his teacup, took a sip, and pondered for a moment.
"Even if they were dug up from a tomb, if it was a Japanese tomb, it's not a bad thing, ha ha ha."
He made a harmless joke to ease the atmosphere.
"However, these things are indeed conspicuous."
Uncle Wang put down his teacup and said seriously: "This should only be a part of it, right? If you release it all at once, the rumors will be too big and it's easy to attract trouble... According to industry rules, you have to release them slowly in batches. How much do you want to sell this time?"
"Just this batch for now," Liu Yu interjected, "to test the waters and see the market."
Uncle Wang nodded: "Wise. As for the price... based on current international gold prices, plus the historical premium and rarity of these items..." He quoted a figure.
Liu Yu didn't agree immediately. Instead, he took out his phone, quickly tapped on the calculator, and checked the recent fluctuations in international gold prices and records of similar auction items. He quickly got a grasp of the situation.
"Uncle Wang..." Liu Yu put on a businessman's smile, but his tone was firm.
"Your price is a bit too low. These are genuinely good items, and their rarity is undeniable."
"Moreover, we only want cash and won't go through the lengthy auction process. How much time and capital cost does that save you? How about this figure?" he said.
He quoted a figure 15% higher than Uncle Wang's asking price.
Uncle Wang raised an eyebrow, seemingly surprised that Liu Yu was so knowledgeable and firm. He shook his head: "Xiao Yu, your price... Uncle has to make a living too."
"Uncle Wang, you have extensive connections. Find a collector who truly appreciates these or go through special channels. This amount is definitely excellent value. Next time we have good items, we'll still prioritize you; it's about long-term cooperation, after all."
Liu Yu laughed, but his words implied that this was not a one-time deal.
The two went back and forth, engaging in a few more rounds of negotiation.
Cheng Mo quietly sat by, drinking tea, listening to Liu Yu accurately analyze the market, grasp the other party's psychology, make timely concessions, and yet hold his bottom line. He once again felt grateful that he had found the right person.
This guy usually seemed like a slacker, but when it came to serious business, he was absolutely shrewd and reliable.
Finally, the price was settled at a mutually acceptable amount, slightly higher than Liu Yu's initial offer. The first batch of large gold ingots totaled over five million yuan.
"Deal!" Uncle Wang slapped his thigh, a wide smile on his face. "Xiao Yu, you're even better at business than your dad! A formidable young man!"
"Not at all, Uncle Wang, you're just taking care of us youngsters." Liu Yu responded with a smile.
Next was the process.
Uncle Wang made a call, and soon a young man in a suit, carrying professional inspection equipment, came in. He re-verified the gold in front of the three, weighed it, recorded it, and issued a receipt.
The transfer of funds was key.
Liu Yu had clearly done his homework in advance.
"Uncle Wang, please transfer the money directly to this account." Liu Yu handed over a slip of paper with a newly registered company name and its corporate account number.
"Company account?" Uncle Wang was slightly surprised but quickly understood. "Good, it's more standardized."
"Yes, a small company I just set up, convenient for accounting." Liu Yu said lightly.
Cheng Mo knew that this was by no means as simple as "just set up."
In the short span from yesterday afternoon to this morning, Liu Yu had almost used all the connections and resources at his disposal to swiftly register a shell company, nominally affiliated with some peripheral trade of his family's company.
The legal representative and equity structure were impeccably clean, perfectly fitting the narrative of "accidentally discovering and selling ancestral treasures," providing a seemingly legal and reasonable source for this money and any potential future funds. Even tax planning had been prepared in advance.
All these operations were astonishingly fast, fully demonstrating Liu Yu's influence and capabilities in the real world.
Uncle Wang was also a sensible person and didn't ask further, arranging for the finance department to process it immediately.
About an hour later, Liu Yu's phone received a bank notification SMS. He glanced at it and nodded slightly to Cheng Mo.
The money had arrived.
Five million yuan!
Cheng Mo's heart skipped a beat at that moment, and a huge, tangible sense of relief almost broke through the calm he had maintained all along.
His sister's medical expenses... the biggest mountain, finally had a corner moved away.
He clenched his fists tightly, his nails digging into his palms, using the subtle pain to keep himself steady.
With the business concluded, and after two more cups of tea and some small talk, Cheng Mo and Liu Yu stood up to leave.
Uncle Wang personally saw them to the door, his attitude even warmer than when they arrived.
"Next time you have such 'family heirloom' good stuff, be sure to think of me, Uncle Wang, first!" Uncle Wang said with a knowing smile, holding Liu Yu's hand.
"Absolutely, absolutely!" Liu Yu readily agreed.