Chapter 19
After walking around the street twice, Hailey pointed to the seaside and said, “Let’s go to the fishing
vige. I lived there for six months when I was a child.”
The seaside looked close, but it was actually quite far.
The fishing vige was more than 12 miles away from the city, and it took more than ten minutes to
drive.
The houses in the fishing vige remained predominantly old, with only a handful being newer
constructions. The younger generation showed little interest in continuing the traditional upation of
fishing passed down by their elders, resulting in a majority of them seeking employment opportunities
in the city.
Most of the people who stayed in the fishing vige were elderly, and there were fewer and fewer real
fishermen.
Hailey pointed to an old house and said, “I lived here when I was a child. It is my grandma’s sister’s
home. But my grandma’s sister passed away several years ago. Most of her descendants have since
relocated to the city.”
A rusty iron lock dangled from the gate, preventing entry into the house.
Oliver walked around the old dwelling, observing its windows. Thickyers of dust covered the ss, a
testament to its abandonment for several years at the very least.
Oliver went back to the gate and didn’t see Hailey. After looking for her, he found that Hailey was
heading to the beach along a small path.
There was an old fishing port at the one around. The ce was quiet.
entrance of the fishing vige. Several old boats were tied to the port, and there was no
Hailey strolled leisurely toward the beach on the left side. After a few dozen feet, she stopped and took
off her shoes, allowing her bare feet to sink into the wet sand. Momentster, she bent down to collect
seashells scattered along the shore.
After more than two years working in True Treasure second-hand store, Oliver saw Hailey as an
elegant cier beauty. When he talked to her on normal days, she always remained aposed
expression on her face. No one could tell whether she was depressed or calm.
But now she was like a teenage girl, hopping along the sealine and picking up shells.
Oliver quickly took off his shoes and followed her, fearing that she would go too far..
The weather was good, and there were no clouds. The tide on the sea was gentle with a wave of light
strokes.
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As the tide rolled in, Hailey’s footprints gradually vanished, erased by the advancing waves.
As Oliver hurriedly followed Hailey, his steps sank into the damp sand. With an unpleasant odor wafting
up, he realized that he had unintentionally stepped on something resembling mud.
“Odd. Is there any cow dung on the beach? Or it could be dog shit,” he thought.
Oliver nced down and discovered a sizable clump of brown substance stuck to his feet, resembling
cow dung. A patch of brownish-yellow sand emerged in the seawater, giving the impression of cow
dung, but emitting an unmistakable odor of dog shit.
Fortunately, he took off his shoes and was barefoot. If he stepped on such a ball in his shoes, it would
be unbearable.
Oliver bent down to wash his feet. When he stared at the brown cow dung, an identification message
suddenly appeared in his mind.
[Ambergris. It weighs 30 ounces and has been soaked in seawater for 144 years. A prized traditional
herbal medicine and a sought-after spice raw material.].
[Grade: high-grade.]
[Appraised value: 17 million dors.]/
“Damn!” Oliver cursed in his mind.
Oliver almost fell into the sea. He was shocked to know that such a smelly thing was ambergris that
was worth more than 16 million dors.
Oliver shuddered and quickly bent down to dig out the brown dung-like thing from the sand.
After carefully extracting the ambergris, Oliver discovered a bowl-sized mass that was still emitting a
strong odor and appeared dirty.
Oliver dug a pit in the beach and submerged the ambergris in seawater. He then proceeded to wash
the object thoroughly with the seawater.
As the brown residue was washed away, the true nature of the object began to reveal itself. The dirt-
like appearance dissipated, revealing a white-colored object with a bone-like texture, approximately the
size of a small bowl.
After enduring the strong odor for a while, Oliver was surprised to discover that the object emitted a
subtle, pleasant fragrance.
“This thing is worth 17 million dors?” he pondered.
“Oliver,e here. This conch is so beautiful and I can blow a whistle with it…”
“Ms. Fox,e over here!” Oliver didn’t go over and waved to Hailey. “I found a… good stuff!”
Hailey came over and asked, “Is it a shell or a snail? Yours must be less beautiful than mine!”
When Hailey got closer, she saw that Oliver was neither holding a shell nor a snail in his hand. Instead,
it was arge white object emitting a faint odor.
Hailey covered her nose with a frown and said, “It smells bad. I thought it was a beautiful shell!”
Oliver eximed with excitement, “Ms. Fox, don’t be deceived by the smell. It’s not actually foul but
fragrant. The scent bes unpleasant only in excess. This is called ‘ambergris, which is the
excretion of a sperm whale. It’s extremely rare!” “Ambergris?” Hailey was familiar with the name.
Among the top perfumes she bought, the perfume with original ambergris ingredients was the most
expensive.
Oliver provided a further exnation. “Ambergris is formed from undigested bones that umte in
the stomach and intestines of sperm whales after consumingrge cuttlefish or octopus. Over time, it
transforms into ambergris, which is then either regurgitated or excreted. It sinks beneath the ocean
floor for hundreds of years, and when all impurities are eliminated, it eventually floats to the sea
surface. The quality of ambergris varies, with brown being the least desirable and gray being preferred.
The highest quality is the rare white ambergris, which is worth its weight in gold. This particr piece
we found is of the finest white variety, Ms. Fox…”
Speaking of this, Oliver said in a slightly trembling voice, “Ms. Fox, we can make a fortune!”
Hailey asked him confusedly, “Make a fortune? Even if it’s a piece of gold, it is not worth making a
fortune. How much can it be worth?”
As the value of 17 million dors was determined through the value assessment ability of his eyes’
superpower, Oliver couldn’t provide any further exnation or evaluation of its worth.
Hailey took out her phone from the crossbody bag, took several photos in a row, and then sent them.
Since Oliver said it was “a big fortune”, this ambergris must be valuable. She immediately sent the
photo of the ambergris to her father’s assistant and partner, Professor Gabriel Lewis.
Gabriel was one of the top antiquarians in the country. His assessment skills were better than
Gunther’s. She eagerly awaited Gabriel’s evaluation of the value of the ambergris discovered by Oliver.
In less than a minute, Gabriel made a phone call to Hailey, seeking detailed information about the
shape, color, size, and other characteristics of the ambergris. After gathering the necessary details, he
delivered an astonishing verdict to her. “Hailey, the ambergris you have is the rarest and most valuable
variety. It is considered a top-ranking brand in the market. The current price for each 0.035 ounces is
no less than 20,000 dors. Based on our estimation that you possess approximately 28 ounces of
ambergris, its total value amounts to around 16 million dors. You… Wait, I will promptlye with
your father!”
“16 million dors?”
Hailey was stunned, but Gabriel had already hung up. She stared at Oliver and couldn’t say anything.
Oliver continued to astonish Hailey. On the first day, he earned 780 thousand dors by stones
gambling, and another 6 million dors with Sofia’s antiques yesterday. And today…
This was ridiculous. Oliver could stumble upon great treasures simply by walking along the beach.
Even Hailey herself didn’t think the 16 million dors was a small number.
16 million dors! Oliver was so lucky. Others would never meet this kind of opportunity once in their
lifetime, but he seemed to have an uncanny ability to attract them effortlessly.