The cutting master saw that the wheel blade was cutting downwards, but the python belt showed no sign of disappearing.
"I'll pay 700,000."
Someone is tempted again. Now, every inch of the green python belt is worth a lot of money, so everyone knows that it is better to strike first.
"Eight hundred thousand. How about eight hundred thousand? If you take action, little brother, I am willing to pay a high price of eight hundred thousand to buy your gambling stone."
Seeing that Zhen Minglang was not satisfied with the price of 700,000, a man with a Cantonese accent stood up.
The man said 800,000 yuan, and Zhen Minglang's heart really skipped a beat. As the cutting machine continued to move down, the edge of the jadeite was about to be reached.
For a moment, Zhen Minglang also asked the master to stop first.
"Wait a minute, master."
He suddenly asked the master to stop. The man also felt that he was in trouble and quickly approached Zhen Minglang.
"Brother, how about selling this stone to me for 800,000 yuan? The price of 800,000 yuan is indeed not low."
"Eight hundred thousand is not low. If the green has been exposed at this stage, I can accept this price. But neither you nor me can guarantee how long the green will last, so now, it is you and I who continue to bet. If
, this green is gone, so it’s okay for me to sell it to you for 800,000. But if there is still more, I feel it’s inappropriate. Therefore, I can’t give it to you for 800,000.”
Zhen Minglang couldn't say he didn't know much about jadeite. Judging from the size of the jadeite and the water in which it was grown, the value of the jadeite when cut out was about one million. And the one now exposed is almost eight hundred thousand. This Cantonese should be
Also knowing about jade, Zhen Mingliang thought about which jewelry company he should be a professional purchaser for, so he also wanted to buy the stone at the market price.
"Brother, what you said makes sense. Why don't I add another hundred thousand? I think this green is almost at its end."
"Hey, don't say that the green has reached the end. What if the green extends to the end of the stone? If it is this length, I'm afraid the stone will be worth more than one million or two million. Then I
Selling it to you won’t be a huge loss.”
Zhen Mingliang naturally felt that the Cantonese people were insincere. But after showing dissatisfaction with them, another person spoke up.
"I'll give you 1.2 million Hong Kong dollars, little brother. If you don't give him 900,000, you should take action after 1.2 million, right?"
When Zhen Minglang heard 1.2 million, he was also excited. But recalling that the exchange rate between Hong Kong dollars and RMB is 1:0.81, and 1.2 million Hong Kong dollars is 960,000 less than 970,000 RMB, Zhen Minglang also saw the shrewdness of this businessman.
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Duanduan looked at the crowd. The person speaking at this time was a man in a suit and leather shoes. He had a slight smile on his face, but he had a certain temperament. "How about I buy this piece of jade from you for 1.2 million Hong Kong dollars?"
Zhen Minglang could tell that this was a Hong Kong person. Zhen Minglang's impression of Hong Kong people was that they were rich and wealthy. Zhen Minglang had also seen in the newspaper that there was a piece of 40 kilograms in Hong Kong, and the variety was not as good as his own.
The price of raw jadeite has been as high as 2 million Hong Kong dollars, so the price is still a bit low.
"Let me tell you, sir, I won't sell him for 900,000 yuan. If you offer more than 900,000 yuan, do you think I will sell it?"
Zhen Minglang smiled slightly, and the Hong Kong businessman was immediately surprised.
"Oops, I made a mistake. I'm sorry. I haven't been in mainland China for a long time, so my Chinese expression may not be clear. What I mean is that I paid 1.2 million yuan to buy your stone. It's not Hong Kong dollars.
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When the Hong Kong businessman explained it, Zhen Minglang didn't think he really didn't know. This was just an explanation given by the Hong Kong businessman. If he didn't know the exchange ratio between Hong Kong dollars and RMB, he probably wouldn't have said this.
"Well, it doesn't matter, I can understand it."
"Brother, for 1.2 million yuan, can you sell me this stone?"
The bid reached 1.2 million yuan. For Zhen Mingliang, it was enough money. Originally, he only spent 2,000 yuan to buy this stone. Now this price is almost the highest value of this stone. However, instead,
Come here, Zhen Minglang doesn't really want to get rid of this stone.
Yes, if I sell it to this businessman, I can get a huge profit. But I am here today to accompany Mr. Qiao Wu to bet on stones. It would be inappropriate to sell this stone without asking his opinion.
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"Gentlemen, your price really makes me very satisfied. But I'm sorry, I still can't resell this stone to you. It's not about the price anymore, so I'm very sorry."
In fact, Qiao Wuye had been standing in the crowd at this time. However, Qiao Wuye stood relatively far back, and Zhen Mingliang did not notice Qiao Wu.
At this moment, seeing the Hong Kong businessman offering such a high price, Zhen Minglang did not sell the stone, and Qiao Wu also walked out.
"Mingming, why don't you sell the stones?"
Zhen Minggang did not expect Qiao Wu to come out, but seeing Qiao Wu come out of the crowd, Zhen Minggang also guessed that he had seen everything just now.
"It's like this, Mr. Qiao. I thought, I'd better leave this stone to you. This time I came to Rui.
I will give this stone to you as a gift. Now, this stone is yours. How to deal with this stone has nothing to do with me."
As soon as Zhen Minglang said this, Qiao Wu was also shocked by Zhen Minglang's words.
After many years of wandering around the world, Qiao Wu felt for the first time that someone was more powerful than him.
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"Then, sir, for 1.2 million, can you sell me this stone?"
The stone changed hands, but the Hong Kong businessman was naturally unwilling to give up, so he looked at Qiao Wu.
Qiao Wu was not short of money. When asked by this guy, he glared back. The Hong Kong businessman also swallowed his tongue and did not dare to speak anymore.
"Mingming, I understand your intentions. I can accept this stone. But you must ask for 1.2 million. I will use 1.2 million to buy your gambling stone. Although I don't understand it very well, but
Even with my humble eyes, I can see that if this stone is properly processed and processed, it is worth this amount, and I can still make a profit."
Qiao Wu's attitude was very firm, and Zhen Minglang also knew that if he didn't agree, there would be no end to the situation.
"Master Qiao, I want to give you a gift but you don't want it. You want to give me 1.2 million and I don't want it either. So, just one million. If I can, then I'll take your money."
As soon as Zhen Minglang discussed it, although with Qiao Wu's character, it would have been impossible before, Qiao Wu was very happy now. He couldn't explain why, but Zhen Minglang's words could warm his heart.
"Okay, one million then."
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After hearing that Zhen Minglang sold the stone to Qiao Wu, the onlookers dispersed one after another. But at this time, in the crowd at the far end, there were several people who were whispering to each other, and their eyes remained fixed.
He never left Zhen Minglang and the gambling stone.
After everyone dispersed, Qiao Wu also found his goddaughter with dull eyes next to the gambling stone.
"What, Miaoke, who bullied you? Why do you look like this?"
"Oh, godfather, no one bullied me. I just don't understand how this stone won the bet?" Lin Miaoke seemed stunned, but in fact she knew what had just happened, and that's why she didn't say a word,
It's just because Lin Miaoke still can't accept the fact that he lost.
Why does a stone that looks like it can't win at all turn green? Is Zhen Minglang really a master of stone gambling?
"Did I tell you earlier? You're far behind in stone betting and Minglang. You'd better learn from Minglang. Let's get here first today and go out to eat."
Qiao Wu said and turned around and walked out. Zhen Minglang took the gambling stone and naturally stood next to Lin Miaoke, "Lost?"
"We lost." Lin Miaoke admitted.
"Do you remember the promise?"
When Zhen Minglang reminded him, the weird look in his eyes seemed to pull Lin Miaoke's clothes down in an instant. "I know."
"That's good, let's go, let's go eat first. I'll see you tonight!"
Zhen Minglang laughed, and seeing Lin Miaoke's face that was red from holding back and not daring to get angry, Zhen Minglang felt happy in her heart. (To be continued...)
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