USWHC -Chapter 297 The Counter-Scam (Part 7)

Looking at the mountain full of people! There had to be at least a hundred or so. So many people, digging on the mountain for something that didn’t even exist—pffft—the wealthy young lady in the bright red jacket finally couldn’t hold back her laughter.

“This outfit is really ugly, you know that?” the wealthy young lady whispered teasingly to the wealthy young man beside her.

“Wasn’t it you who picked it?” The wealthy young man didn’t even move his lips, but his voice was full of irritation.

“I borrowed it from Liao’s Trading Company!” the wealthy young lady said with a proud smile. “Of course, I put it together myself!”

What? Liao’s Trading Company sold this? The wealthy young man’s expression darkened. Who would even buy this stuff? Looks like it’s about time someone taught him basic aesthetics.

The wealthy young lady chuckled proudly. “This is what makes us stand out! Guess if those scammers can see us?”

“As long as they haven’t left, they definitely can. We’re doing such a great job; if they don’t scam us, they’d be failing their professional duty!” the wealthy young man said with a cold sneer.

Wait… scammers? They’re waiting for scammers? Who are they?

If you look closely, it’s actually hard to tell who they are. The woman’s face was completely white with powder, looking like she’d been dipped in a flour vat—no eyebrows in sight. Sure, you could call it the latest fashion in Qi, but you couldn’t make out her features. At most, you could tell she had two eyes and a mouth. Who would recognize her like this?

The man was even more ridiculous—he had a full beard all over his face, and his eyes were always squinting, looking half asleep.

“Someone’s looking this way! Cry!” the wealthy young lady suddenly whispered, then started crying herself. “Father! My father!”

“It’s my father too!” the wealthy young man followed suit, though his crying was completely insincere.

“Erhan, how long are we going to keep digging? My back’s about to break!” someone approached and whispered. Huh? Isn’t this Ji Laoda? He called someone Erhan? Who is he calling?

This wealthy young man is Erhan? Then isn’t that Ji Yi? But what happened to his face? Why do his eyes look so small?

Ji Yi slightly raised his eyes—they were still as big as ever. Ah, he was deliberately keeping them half-closed! That’s some effort right there.

“Wait a bit longer. If you get tired, slack off a little. We’re not doing this for real anyway,” Ji Yi said irritably.

Ji Laoda, upon hearing there was money, had been the first to rush out, calling it something like “money rotting in our own pot.”

“Big brother, why don’t you step back first?” the wealthy young lady suddenly called Ji Laoda “brother.” Who was she? Obviously not Ji Mei—there’s no way she would come for such hard work. The wealthy young lady was none other than our Zhu Jie.

Makeup really matters—such a beautiful girl could be made to look so hideous. Done right, she’d rival Diao Chan; done wrong, she’d look like a sow.

At this moment, another person came over. Ji Yi didn’t recognize him, so he quickly changed the topic, deliberately saying to Ji Laoda, “Wait, that’s just a tree root you took earlier. Don’t think I don’t know—I can recognize Shanglu roots!”

Ji Laoda was a bit stunned. What did that mean? He stood there foolishly. Luckily, Sister-in-law You came over just in time, pulling Ji Laoda aside. “See! That’s a tree root. You just had to insist you recognized it—how embarrassing!”

“Digging is really tiring!” the newcomer remarked after watching from a distance, approaching with a teasing tone.

Zhu Jie and Ji Yi both looked at him. He seemed about the same age as Ji Laoda, honest and simple-looking. If he was a scammer, it was hard to believe—but you can’t judge a book by its cover. Ji Yi remained on high alert, squinting his eyes, pretending to be speechless and emotional.

“For my father’s illness, I’m willing to do anything!” Ji Yi said, picking up the hoe and digging into the earth with force.

The old man sighed deeply. “What a filial child! If only my son were like you, I’d be content!”

“My parents raised me with great effort. How could I forget their kindness? Not just for a single herb—even if I had to offer my own flesh as medicine, I’d do it!” Ji Yi said sincerely, moving everyone who heard him.