It wasn't that everyone was not interested, but some people were piqued by Mr. Zhong's words.
One person is poor and another is rich. Is there any possibility of becoming rich?
The man chose a palm-sized one made of wool that cost 200 yuan.
200 yuan is not too little at this time.
But everyone here can afford it.
"Buy one for fun." The man smiled.
There were more and more people in the yard. When I saw someone standing up, a few people stood up and ended up. Each person bought a piece worth several hundred yuan for fun.
They are not tempted by those who pay tens of thousands, hundreds of thousands, or hundreds of thousands.
With that kind of money, you can buy a yard!
Who would buy a stone? If the bet fails, it will be really ruined.
"What should we do now?" asked the first man to take action: "How to cut this stone?"
"Has the Jin family brought a machine specifically designed to break down stones?" Hua Zhao asked.
"Bring it." Ye Ming said, and asked someone to bring the stone dissection machine over. He also called out Jin Yinghua's assistant and asked him to analyze the stones for everyone, and explain whether the stones produced were good or not.
As for Jin Yinghua, just stay here!
All the assistants Jin Yinghua brought were knowledgeable about stone gambling, but when he came forward, he could only explain stone gambling to everyone. It was completely impossible to expect him to build relationships with everyone on behalf of the Jin family.
Jin Yinghua sat in the reverse seat with a gloomy expression.
The Ye family is much more difficult to deal with than he thought.
I brought the stone cutting machine and asked the man how to cut it. I saw the difference with one cut.
The shit was all cracked, and even a bead couldn't be cut out. It was completely ruined.
"Hey!" the man sighed.
The 200 yuan was just gone, which made me feel a little sad.
If he buys cigarettes, he can smoke them for a year.
However, he couldn't overdo it in front of so many people, so he smiled heartily and retreated.
It's someone else's turn to unravel the stone.
Of the 6 people, one of them actually got a higher bet.
That was a RMB 500 rough stone the size of a football. According to professionals, the probability of the bet going up was low, so it was cheap.
But I didn't expect that it would go up in popularity, and there would be waxy flowers, and the material would be clean, and I could make any brand of bracelet.
Jin Yinghua's assistant immediately said: "How about we pay 2,000 to recycle this piece of material? Do you want to sell it?"
They are in this business. If someone else's price rises, they immediately buy it back and process it, and they can make several times the profit.
"Hahaha." The owner of this piece of material is a woman, and she is very happy now: "I won't sell it! I want to keep it and make something for myself."
The assistant habitually said: "You only make one cut, and one cut will make you poor and another cut rich. Maybe if you cut another cut, the performance will change. 500 yuan is not worth it, so..."
"How can you talk?" the woman said immediately.
assistant....
He realized that the customers this time were different. They were not ordinary people who bought materials for fun or made a fortune gambling on stones. These people were not short of money.
What they want is the lottery, and they don't like 2,000 yuan.
But he couldn't give any more, so the assistant shut up.
There were more and more people in the yard, and Hua Zhao and Ye Shu walked among them and came out to receive them.
In the past, everyone just sat in the room and chatted, but this time it was good to see the gambling stones.
A few more people came off to play.
The spending was more generous, with a maximum of 5,000 yuan.
Much has fallen, and nothing has risen.
In the end no one took action.
Hua Zhao picked out some stones from his pile and took them to solve them.