Baolu Tianxing

"Is there anything else?" Wu Chen glanced at the stones on the table, a little reconciled. He made a special trip to see the stones, but he didn't gain anything at all, which seemed unreasonable.

"No more." Lao Zhang shook his head, a little shy, as if others didn't like his things, and he felt a little sorry.

"By the way, isn't there still a lot of stones piled up on the other side of your yard?" Da Ya suddenly interjected. When they just came in, they saw that pile of stones, so casually piled up outside, thinking about it. It won't be something good, but it's still a stone anyway!

Isn't wood the best at picking out good things from the trash, so it's nicknamed "leak detection", maybe you can pick out something good from that pile of waste rocks!

But he was just helping Wu Chen to start a conversation. If he really wanted to pick stones later, he wouldn't join in the fun even if he killed himself. He would just sit in the room honestly and feel comfortable!

"The ones?"

Before Lao Zhang could speak, the little girl burst out laughing first, covered her mouth and said with a smile: "Those are stones, yes, but they were picked up by Uncle Zhang and prepared to build a pigsty! They are all at the foot of the nearby mountain." The ones I picked up were ordinary road stones, not chicken blood stones!"

Hearing what she said, everyone laughed, and Da Ya blushed, "Damn it, you didn't hang a sign, who knew!"

"Wu Mu, why don't you go and have a look again, maybe there are treasures in the stones you picked up! Haven't you heard of it, there are people who kicked a stone while walking, and their toes were bleeding. I got up and was about to throw it away, but found that it was shining brightly, and it turned out to be a piece of gold!"

"Really?" the little girl asked in surprise.

"Of course, if you don't believe me, you can ask him!" Da Ya said, pointing at Wu Chen proudly.

"Ahem... Maybe there are." Wu Chen was almost speechless by him. I really don't know how he could think of this. That story is obviously from "Folk Tale", and it's all in that In the era of extremely poor information, the editors made up to deceive the majority of peasant brothers, how can it be taken seriously!

"Look, I'm right!" Da Ya became more and more proud, "So, this world is made up of countless coincidences. When you think there are no such coincidences, it just happens to be so coincidental..."

"Hehe, uncle, why don't we go over and have a look?" Wu Chen hurriedly pulled the old man out of the door, if he didn't leave, he might not know what kind of nonsense Da Ya was going to make up, and he had to let him know , It's really killing me.

But the "accidental" that Da Ya said didn't happen. Wu Chen and Lao Zhang headed over to pick and choose among a pile of stones, and they were sure that it was a pile of ordinary gravel, which was suitable for building a pigsty!

All the things of the old Zhang family are here, and even the pigsty stones of others have been picked, what else can they do?

Wu Chen turned around and walked back, regretting in his heart that he shouldn't have listened to Da Ya's nonsense. When he turned around and was about to go back, he didn't take a few steps when he kicked something under his feet. When he saw it, it looked like a small stone, and it went straight It jumped a long way, bumped into the steps, and bounced back.

"What's the matter?"

Wu Chen saw the small rock spinning brightly yellow. Could it be true that as Da Ya said, he kicked gold when he went out?

He walked over, squatted down, and picked up the stone, which was less than the size of a ping-pong ball. At first glance, it looked like Tianhuang!The whole body is yellowed, and the skin of one corner of the stone is slightly darker, showing a burst of orange red, which is not the same color as the "blood" of bloodstone.

"This is?" Hearing the sound of footsteps, Wu Chen knew that it was Lao Zhang who followed, so he stood up and held up the small stone to show Lao Zhang.

"Hey, it's this thing. There was a storm before!" Lao Zhang moved from behind the small stone in Wu Chen's hand to look at it, and was immediately delighted.

It turns out that this is a kind of stone in their place. It is rare, but it can be dug up from time to time. Because it is not a chicken blood stone, the locals don’t take it seriously and just throw it away. Some people bring home some slightly rounder ones. Give children something to play with.

A few years ago, for some reason, there was a sudden rumor that it was some kind of Yellowstone. Later, a group of people came, both with equipment and experts. Changhua Shanhuang was really lively, but after two or three years of tossing, it was never promoted, and then those people withdrew.

Changhua Mountain Yellow?Isn't this blatantly relying on the road of Shoushan Tianhuang?

Wu Chen took back the small stone from Lao Zhangtou's hand again, pinched it with three fingers, and looked at it diagonally to the sun.

I don't know when this small piece was brought back by Lao Zhangtou, and how long it has been thrown on the ground. It is gray and covered with a layer of dust. Under the sunlight, it is not so crystal clear, nor can it be seen. Nothing greasy and moist.

Wu Chen looked at it for a while, but he didn't see why. Instead, the sunlight made his eyes uncomfortable.

"How about this, sell this piece to me, and I will take it back as a specimen for research."

"Hey, what are you selling? You can take it if you want it, and it's not worth any money!" Hearing this, the old Zhangtou laughed, and he has done hundreds of thousands of business. A broken stone that no one wants, is it worth selling?

"That won't work! Anyway, it's still a thing, so let's make a price."

Wu Chen never took advantage of this kind of petty advantage. In the business field, it's better to trade with a clear price, otherwise if there is any dispute later, it will be unclear.

"Give it to you!" Old Zhangtou said loudly, "This stone is not a rare thing. There are plenty of it in the mountain ditch behind us. The old man is so rare that he digs it!"

Wu Chen was most afraid of this kind of pushing and pushing, so he took out a few hundred dollars from his pocket, without counting them carefully, and stuffed them to Lao Zhangtou. Even if the stone wasn't worth the price, it was still free. I drank so much wine from others, and I even made such a big tank!

"What are you giving?" The two spoke a little louder, and the people inside heard it, and they came out one after another. They didn't know what they were doing when they saw them pushing around.

"Hehe, it's nothing. I'll buy a small stone from Uncle Zhang." Seeing this, Wu Chen couldn't help but put the money into Old Zhang's pocket, turned around and walked back.

"How good is this..." As soon as there were too many people, the old man was embarrassed to say anything, and he was a little embarrassed in a cheerful manner. Seeing that Wu Chen had already walked into the house, he had to accept it.

"What rock?"

Back in the house, Da Ya asked Wu Chen to take out the small yellow stone for everyone to see. Seeing that appearance, he lost interest, and even the old Zhang Tou felt a little embarrassed, and he said it was not worth money. , this Angkor brother insisted on giving money.