Chapter 806 - 749 Dry Abalone
In the lingering drizzle,
Yang An called for a ride-hailing car, carrying the briefcase he had stolen, which contained four dried abalones and a box of dried sea cucumbers, arriving in silence at the Jingfeng Building where he had made a reservation.
The Jingfeng Building was three stories high, with red bricks, red tiles, red corridors, and a red roof. Whether the imitation of ancient architecture was a success was unknown, but the main theme of brilliance and splendor made it clear to all who came: this place was exceedingly expensive.
And it was precisely this exorbitant air that Yang An wanted!
He knew he had struck luck this time.
Having been a thief for so many years, including the more than a year he had spent in prison, had taught Yang An a simple life lesson: ordinary people with ordinary jobs only earn ordinary incomes. To make big money, you either needed strength, like ’Locksmith’ who at 17 years old stole from three dormitory buildings in one night, or you needed connections, like Chai’s son, Six Hundred, who was a young cattle head leader.
Otherwise, you could only rely on luck.
Yang An had neither strength nor background, but he had always hoped for good fortune, which was why he persisted in thieving and, when he felt the time was right, he even dared to commit burglaries.
Finally, his time had come.
Before checking Baidu, Yang An didn’t know how valuable dried abalone was, but he was well aware of the value of sea cucumbers.