Zhen Minglang stopped and walked around. There were good and bad materials, but there was not a single stone that could penetrate into Zhen Minglang's heart.
Suddenly, the appearance of a stone also made Zhen Mingliang's eyes light up.
This stone is extremely ordinary, and the green color does not indicate that it is of good quality. If it had not come from the old pit, it would have been taken out from here and used by apprentices to practice swordsmanship. But
Of course Zhen Minglang had his reasons for falling in love with this stone.
Although the stone is not big, with a black surface and white cut edges, it looks very poor. But when Zhen Minglang looked through it, he saw that the green inside was very thick and clear. However, the green was only a small amount.
Yuan, I don’t know how much it is worth.
Naturally, there are many people who come to gamble on stones. Although they won't always rub shoulders, there must be someone within three steps.
Zhen Minglang was looking at the stone. Not far away, four people walked over one after another. It was a bit sad for one person to pass on such a crowded road, but these four people walked side by side. A man in front gave a
The middle-aged man was holding an umbrella, and a lady behind was holding an umbrella for a middle-aged woman. From a distance, she shouted to Zhen Minglang, "Get out of the way, get out of the way."
From the person's background and demeanor, Zhen Minglang could see that the other person was a public servant serving the people. The driver who looked at people with his nostrils was now shouting at Zhen Minglang arrogantly.
But Zhen Minglang refused to get out of the way. Originally, one person could pass this road alone. If you insist on walking side by side, then you won't be able to wait for him.
Zhen Minglang didn't move. When the driver arrived, he was already angry, "I said you don't have eyes. Didn't you see that the minister was going to pass? You brat, get out of the way."
Zhen Minglang didn't even raise his eyes to look at this person. But the other person was cursing, and Zhen Minglang was not to be outdone. "I said everyone can pass here. Why can't you pass? The width of more than half a meter cannot fit you.
I still can’t fit you in, Mr. Minister.”
"you…"
The driver was about to get angry, but the minister on the side spoke. "Okay, don't say any more, you pass first, and I will pass later."
"How can that be done!"
The driver even gave Zhen Minglang a stern look, but knowing that it would be a bad idea to have a conflict here, the driver could only shake his head and said, "Then minister, please go over first. Slow down."
The driver quickly moved out of the way for the minister. When the minister stepped forward, a trace of displeasure flashed between his eyebrows. He originally thought that the minister was highly qualified, but the resentful look in his eyes also told Zhen Minglang that this
The minister is not a good person either.
The minister walked forward, and the driver also wanted to pass, but when he saw Zhen Minglang staring blankly at a stone, the driver started to laugh.
"Yo. Brother said you were looking at gambling stones. Could it be that this is the one you are interested in?"
"Yes, that's it." Zhen Minglang didn't hide it either.
"Haha, this one?" The driver laughed and understood the minister. "He has taken a liking to this stone. Haha, it's really funny."
The minister seemed to agree with the driver's ridicule, which seemed to add fuel to the fire. "If I remember correctly, this stone was placed here a year ago. It seemed to have been cut down at that time.
If it weren't for the fact that it was grown in Laokeng, this thing should have been thrown away long ago."
In the minister's mind, this stone is simply a waste stone. Hearing what the minister said, the minister's wife behind him also cheered. "Oh, you know a lot about stone gambling, but how can a little brother know so much when he is just starting out? But
Little brother, black Wusha like this basically loses nine times out of ten. You said you are young and don’t learn anything well, but you just learn to gamble on stones. I advise you to go home and study more before you come out.
.”
The minister's wife said lively, and the secretary next to her also quickly agreed. "Sister-in-law has really good eyesight. She can immediately tell that this is black sand."
The minister likes to gamble on stones, and the minister's wife also likes it, so the driver and secretary have acquired relevant knowledge and followed the leader. Without this ability, it will be very ugly.
Several people took a bite each, but Zhen Minglang ignored it as if it was deafening. However, even Liu Ruti, who was next to Zhen Minglang, felt that the stone was really not that good.
Of course, Liu Ruti was talking based on the jadeite exposed outside. The waxy jadeite may change depending on the color depth, but originally the stone was only the size of a rice dumpling. Even if it changed, how big could it be?
The emerald green comes out. Unless it is the jadeite grown by the Holy King, even if it is grown with gold wire, it will definitely not make a lot of money.
Liu Ruti originally wanted to persuade Zhen Minglang not to be so confident in this stone, but when she saw that the servants and their family were mocking Zhen Minglang, she still gave Zhen Minglang a firm look.
"Zhen Minglang, although this stone doesn't look very green from the outside, I think the possibility of it turning green on the inside is still very high. More importantly, if this stone fails once, look at its cost.
It won’t be too high. If you make a small bet, you won’t lose much.”
"Yes," the driver said sarcastically again. "For small farmers like you, you can only bet on a stone of this quality. Do you think it costs a little to afford it? Let me take a look at the price."
The driver turned his hand over to the sign, which clearly said four thousand.
Four thousand is definitely an extremely low price, which is rare in the entire semi-gambling woolen industry. That’s why the driver of the public servant looks so good because of this price.
But why does Zhen Minglang care so much? Four thousand yuan is definitely worth every penny.
"Salesperson."
Zhen Minglang wanted to buy this stone, so he called a female salesperson over. A lady Yingying came over, and when she saw that Zhen Minglang had chosen this stone, she took the initiative.
"Sir, you have to choose this stone. Now that we are in this situation, we can offer a preferential price for this stone, with a 10% discount. The price after the 10% discount will be 3,600."
The saleswoman's words also made the public servant's nurse smile, "Haha, this stone is on sale. It's really strange. Are all the stones in the store discounted?"
"No, we only have this one on sale. What, madam, are you also interested in this stone?"
The salesman looked at the secretary, but the secretary raised his head and snorted. "Do you think I would like this kind of stone?"
Zhen Minglang was too lazy to argue with them at the moment, so he directly said to the salesperson, "Girl, I bought this stone. I'll pay you three thousand six hundred and sixty in cash. Then you can find me a master who can solve stones."
"
Zhen Minglang acted very quickly. Zhen Minglang also had three thousand sixty-six dollars in cash. He dug out the cash from his wallet and gave it to the salesperson.
After the salesperson received the money, he transferred the stone to Zhen Minglang. By the way, the salesperson also invited Wang Fang, a young master in charge of dissolving stones in the stone gambling den.
Wang Fang was originally a famous one-shot rich man in this stone field, because the stones he promised to cut out were basically high-quality green. However, recently, his reputation as a "one-shot rich man" has also been severely trampled on. From the ninth
From the beginning of the month to now, almost none of the stones solved by the royal family has been successful.
Now people call him "defeat with one blow."
Yi Daobei walked up to Zhen Minglang, looked at the stone Zhen Minglang chose, and understood why the salesman asked him to come. This kind of stone is nothing more than adding to his record of failure.
This... royal palace doesn't matter anymore. Now that I am notorious, it's just one more time. What's the difference?
"Cut this piece?"
Wang Fang still wanted to confirm. Originally, a lot of people would gather at the site of unraveling the stone, but the people who gathered around them realized that this was the stone, and they all lost interest. Everyone went to do whatever they were supposed to do.
"This is the piece. That's right, master, let's start cutting."
Zhen Minglang asked the master to take action, and Wang Fang also turned on the cutting machine and fixed the stone. Seeing that the saw blade began to spin, and the buzzing sound was endless, Wang Fang also planned to push the saw blade to the other side of the window.
"I'm going to cut it."
"You want to cut it, how do you do it?"
What Zhen Minglang saw at this time was that if he followed Wang Fang's method of cutting, it would still be a few millimeters away from where he saw green, and there would definitely be no stimulation.
After being stopped by Zhen Minglang, Wang Fang also stopped.
"I think it is safer to cut this way. This is also my experience. If you have a different opinion, you can cut it according to the position you said. Where do you plan to do it?"
When Zhen Minglang was asked, he didn't shy away from it.
He directly stretched out his hand and pointed at the center of the whole stone. From the position pointed by Zhen Minglang, he could cut to the thickest green place with one knife. As long as it was green, people like this would definitely be dumbfounded.
But when Zhen Minglang pointed his finger, the few people present shook their heads.
"Brother, you'd better stop playing with stones. I've never heard of a stone being cut in the middle, so even if it's green, it's still broken."
"Yeah, this kid doesn't understand at all!"
The driver started making noises and asked everyone to send pressure bombs to Zhen Minglang.
Wang Fang has cut countless stones. At this moment, if he cuts from the middle, he will definitely be ridiculed by everyone for the rest of his life. His hands began to tremble, and Wang Fang was unwilling to do so.
"Brother, if you listen to me, we will cut from the side. This is also the most professional and safe. This will keep the jade intact and not damage the character of the jade. If you don't listen to me,
Then you might as well take charge of the sword yourself."
I still don’t want to be regarded as a random cut without any technical content. So I still have to stick to the bottom line principle. But how could Zhen Minglang not know that what he said is right.
But if you rush to cut it yourself, even if you get it right, it's not fun. Besides, this little master's heart is not bad, and he can replace his reputation of being defeated by one knife. It's better to wait.