Road to becoming the wealthiest: Starting From Treasure Hunting in the Cabinets
Chapter 951 - 529: A Man Will Be a Teenager Until His Death!_2

Chapter 951: Chapter 529: A Man Will Be a Teenager Until His Death!_2

"I’m not bragging, but I truly enjoyed staying there. Compared to the fusses of parents at home, the kids there were far more endearing..."

Clarence Hughes recounted his days teaching in New South.

Initially, the plan was to polish his résumé by adding a glorious stint before returning to find a good job.

But after spending two years there, the children’s innocence, eagerness to learn, and adoration made it hard for him to leave, and he eventually decided to stay, becoming a staff member of the Three Supports and One Assistance in New South.

Several years went by in a blink.

But to be honest, the Han population in the county where his school was located accounted for less than five percent, and there were only a few Han staff members in the countryside of the school.

Although the school was the finest building in both the village and the township, there was truly a lack of teaching resources.

He went from being a regular teacher to becoming the principal.

To retain more teachers, he started trying his hand at business, earning money to provide welfare for them.

Sean Knight listened and felt a hint of sorrow... Although he was from Xinjiang, he was in New North.

The conditions in New North were obviously better than in New South, and such problems were virtually non-existent there.

He, a man from Xinjiang, felt a bit ashamed that a foreigner had achieved such a feat!

"At first, I sold local specialties online, but to be honest, I didn’t know much about marketing and couldn’t compete with those internet celebrities. Sales were not optimistic. Plus, the shipping costs were too high because of New South’s vast territory, and in the end, I didn’t make much money from the business."

Clarence Hughes took a sip of milk tea and laughed at himself:

"Maybe I’m just not cut out for business."

"You’re already amazing," Sean Knight said sincerely.

"So what do you plan to do now, going over to the Wakhan Corridor?" Howard Richardson inquired subtly, setting aside his bowl.

"Old Lighthouse pulled their troops out from there, right," Clarence Hughes said, "and then they started doing business with us. The main trade was local specialties—I’d occasionally visit the port to see if there were any opportunities, and that’s when I encountered the merchants from the other side."

According to Clarence Hughes, he met a merchant sent out by a tribe’s elder to sell local specialties.

A while ago, the United States had brought over many tons of pine nuts, trying to sell them in China, thinking it would take a long time. However, they underestimated the purchasing power and enthusiasm of Chinese netizens, and the pine nuts were sold out as soon as they hit the shelves.

There are actually many tribes in the United States, and their local specialties vary, with some autonomy in their management.

The man Clarence Hughes met was selling lapis lazuli.

The tribes in the United States have lapis lazuli veins, but their processing is rather primitive. This gemstone is known in China as aurin or kyanite—the very materials referred to in the phrase ’embrace the gemstone with a clenched fist.’

However, the merchant sent over didn’t quite grasp the situation and had just come to sell a bit at a time, to test the market.

He was then met by Clarence Hughes, who had made an effort to learn the language for business purposes, given the county he supported was actually part of the corridor’s counties, which gave him an edge.

And so, through back and forth, he became friends with this merchant from the tribe.

Because of the current market downturn and poor economic conditions, lapis lazuli was hard to sell. Both men were keen to expand the business, but unfortunately, they hadn’t really made any profit.

Or rather, neither of them had the business savvy or the network.

In the end, the merchant named Hassan Bager told Clarence Hughes that he had a way to make a lot of money, but it would require involvement from an expert.

It turned out that the Old Lighthouse army had supported certain people in combat in the mountainous areas where the tribe was located and stayed there for three years.

During these three years, the tribal residents observed transport aircraft from the Lighthouse Nation arriving at the mountainous area almost weekly, bringing a large quantity of military supplies.

However, because of the overpowering firepower of the Lighthouse Nation’s army at that time, the tribal residents could only watch from a distance.

When the people from the Lighthouse Nation left, they ran to the site of the army’s former base and found only a small amount of supplies left behind.

When the people from the Lighthouse Nation departed, they took only their personal belongings; those items couldn’t possibly be transported away!

Moreover, during those three years, the soldiers from the Lighthouse Nation rarely engaged in combat with the tribal residents. So where did all those unloaded military goods and equipment vanish to?

The local clan members firmly believed, and had evidence, that indeed, a large quantity of supplies had been brought in.

But they could not find them.

It turns out that there are countless primitive and more recent caves in the mountainous area of the United States.

Not only outsiders but even locals entering these caves might get hopelessly lost.

Moreover, the mechanical strength of the Lighthouse Nation was so formidable that the tribal residents believed the supplies must have been hidden away.

According to Hassan, if they found these supplies, they could immediately make money by reselling them—

After all, with Russia and Ukraine at war, even the refurbished old tanks and armored vehicles of British farmers were selling at good prices.

So, the goods left by the army of the Lighthouse Nation would inevitably fetch a high price.

Keep in mind, these items were measured by the ton!

After all, in bases closer to the city, lots of cars, personal equipment, computers, and other items were left behind—so what about places with even more challenging transport?

Clarence Hughes thought this was a good opportunity, and after carefully reviewing the documents provided by Hassan, he went to his tribe with a mix of belief and skepticism.

At first, he truly had his doubts.