Chapter 32
The green-toothed beast snorted, completely ignoring her, it was still angry when she wrongly called it a coward last time!

"Xiao Lian, let's go, I'll take you there in a car." After a while, Huang Dasan stood at the door with a bunch of keys hooked on his little finger, dangling in the air a few times.

Chaoyang followed behind, patted his schoolbag, and whispered, "It's all up to you in a while, little beast!"

The gambling stone trading market in the south of the city is located in a remote place, far away from the border of Qiling City, far away from the busy city and crowds. When driving past, you have to climb over a big mountain. No wonder you have never heard of such a place in your previous life.

Sitting in the co-pilot, Chaoyang looked at the bushes retreating rapidly. When passing by a mountainside, he vaguely saw a few empty villas hidden in the bushes, which were very beautiful.

"There are still people living here!" Chaoyang couldn't help but exclaimed, looking at the fleeting corners of the villas in the rearview mirror, he had the illusion of being in a fairy mirror.

"Of course, the villas here are all over one million yuan, and no more than ten households have been built in total. I heard that the leader of Qiling City bought them to live alone, and they are still vacant. It seems that they don't plan to sell them. .”

"The boss of the leader? Who dares to pull like this and call himself the boss?"

"He seldom shows up, but everyone on the road knows him, but they don't know his name."

Looking at the quiet winding mountain road, Chaoyang thought to himself, if a person lives here, he is not afraid of being robbed or a ghost knocks on the door in the middle of the night. This person is either sick or brain-dead, or has too much money to burn.

At this time, in a villa, a certain man just woke up and sneezed several times in a row. He rubbed his nose, sir, don't you catch a cold, right?
After driving for more than half an hour, the car finally stopped. Chaoyang got out of the car, slammed the door, and saw a row of cars and motorcycles in front of him. It was similar to an antique market, with many small vendors setting up street stalls outside. Depreciation, and this road is the only way to go to the market.

Chaoyang followed Huang Dasan, and when she passed a small stall, she saw a group of people watching, so she couldn't help but join in to watch the excitement.

The boss held a palm-sized stone in his hand, put it on the scale, and asked the young man in front of him, "100 yuan, are you sure you want this one?"

The onlookers began to gesticulate, "There is not even a little green on this piece of wool. I guess the chance of losing the bet is very high."

"That's right, young man, I advise you to exchange it for one yuan. One hundred yuan is not a small amount of money. If you lose the bet, half a month's salary will be in vain again."

"It's hard to say. Sometimes the head of the material looks inconspicuous. Maybe it can be green. This kind of wool has a thick shell, and there is nothing to see."

"..."

The onlookers held their own opinions, and the weather was cool, but the young man wiped his sweat nervously. He thought for a while and said, "This is what I want, and I will gamble once today!"

Chaoyang looked at the piece of wool, and frowned slightly. Such a small piece of stone is worth half a month's wages. It is conceivable how much profit there will be if the bet wins. No wonder there is such a jargon in the jewelry industry: Gambling on stones is like betting on life, and what you are playing is a thrill.

"Do you want to cut it?" the boss asked.

The young man wiped off his sweat again. It looks like he is just getting into the industry, otherwise he wouldn't be so nervous, "Cut."

The boss put the stone on the file, moistened it with water first, then found a gap, and then began to cut slowly.Everyone's hearts were in their throats, and Chaoyang couldn't help becoming tense, just like the lottery lottery, extremely nervous.

The green-toothed beast came out, glanced at the stone in the owner's hand and said, "This is a rotten stone, there is no treasure in it."

After the boss cut it across the board, there was nothing green. Everyone sighed and couldn't help worrying about the young man.Then, the boss found another gap and cut it slowly, but there was still nothing. It was not until the whole piece of wool was cut seven or eight times that the young man sat down on the ground unwillingly.

The onlookers raised their eyebrows and began to discuss again, "Just now I advised you to change one, you insist on this one, now it's fine, if you don't listen to the old man's words, you will be at a disadvantage."

"That's right, there's not even a little green on this piece of wool, young man, that's not how stone betting is played."

"It's a pity to buy a piece of waste rock like this for 100 yuan."

The young man heard those people talking nonsense, and his eye circles were a little red. Today is the first time he came out to gamble on stones. He got off to a bad start and lost the first round.

Huang Dasan seemed to go in and out of this kind of occasion often, and he was no stranger to it. He continued to walk towards the market, and said as he walked, "It's just a dream to buy good materials here. These small traders like to buy some fake wool. Lie to passers-by, if no one takes you here, you will definitely be tricked into bankruptcy by them!"

Chaoyang followed behind and smiled, "Really, Boss Huang, then I have to thank you very much."

"Let's not mention thank you, it's mutual benefit, haha..."

This is true, although it is direct, Chaoyang likes it, she likes to deal with straightforward people, it is easy to do things like this.

The two walked into the market together, and Chaoyang was startled by the lineup inside. There were more people in the betting stone trading market than in the jewelry trading market, and it could be seen that most of the people who came here were rich people. They were all merchants engaged in the sale and purchase of jewellery.

Huang Dasan walked to the door of a store and shouted from afar, "Er Kuo, you won't come to see me when you get rich fucking."

At this time, a middle-aged man who was about the same age as Huang Dasan walked out of the store. He was not tall, and in appearance, he was about the same as a junior.

Er Kuo had a beard and a cigarette dangling between his fingers, and he punched Huang Dasan hard, "You fucking eat hot food in the city every day, remember me!"

The two were laughing and joking for a while, and then Huang Dasan explained the purpose of coming. He first introduced Chaoyang, and Er Kuo obviously looked down on her, so he said with a bad mouth, "Why are you getting more and more regressing as you live?"

"Let me tell you, this classmate Xiao Lian is not simple. She went to my store and gave me a few suggestions. Later, I improved according to her suggestions. As expected, the number of customers really increased. That's not it. , The things in my store are almost sold out, I came to see if there are any good ones."

Erkuo glanced at Chaoyang in disbelief, half-believing in the junior's words.He then sighed and said, "How can there be any good ones? It's been a while since I've found a good jadeite. If this continues, these people who gamble with stones will be washed away sooner or later. There is no hope at all." Leave it to them, they have no intention of gambling."

(End of this chapter)

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