Tired Lord, your wife is a boss

Chapter 74 Abandoned?

How could Leng Juan resist this smile, he nodded dotingly, "I'll give you whatever you want."

Mo Jun: "."

Elder Weng: "."

While speaking, Qiao Yimo had already taken a small cutting machine, and with a single stroke, the palm-sized stone was immediately broken into two halves.

Half of the stones rolled at Weng Lao's feet.

"I go!"

Weng Lao immediately picked it up, wiped it with a cloth in his hand, and looked at the green stone on it, his tongue was tied up, "Why is it green?"

Mo Jun was also stunned.

The boss, who was still checking whether the money from Alipay had arrived, also came over to take a look, and dropped his mobile phone.

"Fuck! 5000 yuan for an emerald"

He has always used that stone as a stepping stone. Today, the little girl came to his booth and thought it was a fool to buy it, and then sold it directly to her. Unexpectedly, it turned out to be green!!
Fuck, my intestines are green with regret.
Qiao Yimo shook the stone in his hand, "How much can this be exchanged for?"

Mo Jun rubbed his chin and thought twice, "If it was cut by an ordinary person, it would be worth 100 million, but if my sister-in-law cut it, I would buy it for 200 million, how about it?"

Qiao Yimo glared at him, and said in a low voice, "Stinky fart."

She handed over the stones in her hand to Mo Jun, "It's too cheap, only a few million. I'm going to see if I can find a few tens of millions of gemstones today."

Mo Jun: "."

Elder Weng: "."

Leng Juan: "." His phoenix eyes narrowed slightly, and there was a light in his eyes, this little girl was really having fun.

Elder Weng said directly, "Tens of millions of precious stones? Miss Qiao, to tell you the truth, we haven't found such expensive stones for five or six years!"

Hey, if Young Master Mo and Master Juan weren't here, he would have to teach this little girl to be more restrained, so she wouldn't be embarrassing if she slapped her in the face.

During Qiao Yimo's years in country M, whenever she came to the gambling stone market, all the stall owners and shops were closed together, as if seeing the plague, and they were too scared to open for three days and three nights.

For this reason, Qiao Yimo was puzzled for a long time. Today is a rare opportunity. If he doesn't make a good profit, it would be a waste of life.

"Miss Qiao, it's really good to exchange 5000 yuan for several million. It shows that your tone is good, but gambling stones can't exist every time. If you are interested in gambling stones, I will teach you today and guide you. Let's see it." Elder Weng was looking for Qiao Yimo's opinion.

Mo Jun twitched the corner of his mouth lightly, and jokingly said, "Maybe my sister-in-law is lucky enough to explode today."

"Young Master Mo, it's too serious for you to joke like this. Betting on stones is just betting on one's heart. The greater the expectation, the greater the disappointment."

Old Weng was afraid that Ms. Qiao would rely on her luck and waste a lot of money buying scraps.

Qiao Yimo suddenly stopped while strolling, walked to the small stall, picked up a dark stone, "Old Man Weng, take a look, how about this one?"

Mo Shao first took the stone from Qiao Yimo's hand, and shook his head, "Sister-in-law, this one is not good, it's not dark, it's like a coal mine."

Hearing this, Leng Juan also frowned slightly.

Weng Lao turned on the small flashlight and looked at it, then shook his head, "This piece is too dark, there must be nothing good in it."

The two of them denied Qiao Yimo one after another, but Qiao Yimo just liked it.

"Boss, I want this, how much?"

"10 yuan." The stall owner said with a smile.

"Miss Qiao, it's really not worth 10 yuan." Weng Lao shook his head vigorously.

The stall owner was unconvinced, and said a few words to Mr. Weng, "Do you understand gambling stones? This one must be good. Look at the texture, and it will definitely not let you suffer, little girl."

"En." Qiao Yimo responded lightly with her lips curled up.

Seeing that Qiao Yimo wanted to buy it, Elder Weng hurriedly pulled her aside, "Miss Qiao, listen to my advice, I can't buy this piece."

"Huh?" Qiao Yimo said in a low voice.

"Today, in front of Young Master Mo and Master Juan, I will definitely not let you lose! So you just listen to me."

"But, I like it."

Old Weng wanted to persuade him, but he was stopped by Master Juan, "Old Weng, as long as she likes it."

Even Lord Juan opened his mouth, and it's hard for his servants to stop him.

This Ms. Qiao is really like an ordinary gambler. She started buying stones crazily as soon as she tasted some sweetness. Sure enough, human greed is the most harmful thing.

Anyone who has done some research can see that if the 10 yuan is bought back and thrown into the fish pond, the turtle will not stay on the kind of material.

Seeing that the waste was finally sold, the stall owner said with a smile, "Would you like to decompose the stone here, or take it home and decompose it yourself?"

"Here."

It would be troublesome to bring such a heavy stone back, right?

The stall owner has a good attitude and skillful movements. With a single knife, he attracts stall owners and customers from other stalls.

"Old Zhang, have you sold this scrap?"

"I don't know who is so stupid. The piece of waste old Zhang took back and threw it into the fish pond. The kind that even turtles hate and won't lie down."

"I heard that it was sold for 10 yuan, and the price was not bargained."

"My God, who is so stupid."

"Not necessarily, maybe it's a good thing."

"What a good thing, if it was a good thing, it would have been bought long ago."

The stall owner is very skillful and cuts in the middle with one knife.

Weng Lao shook his head, "This Miss Qiao is really capricious. If you cut down 10 yuan, it will be ruined."

Tens of billions of assets are not enough to be so blindly wasted.

Now it's [-], and when you are happy, you will dare to buy it for several million!

There were voices of discussion in the anticipation of the crowd.

"This person definitely doesn't understand goods, so he will buy everything like this."

"It's really a fool who has so much money that he has no place to spend it."

"It's useless, it's useless."

Qiao Yimo looked at the crowd with displeasure, and pointed to the stone in the stall owner's hand, "Why are you so anxious, isn't there still half of it?"

Everyone saw her and smiled.

"Little girl, I'm afraid you don't know. The first knife is gone. Do you think there will be the second knife?"

"Go back and learn more about betting on stones, don't waste your money."

"Stop talking nonsense." Qiao Yimo urged the stall owner to continue opening the other half.

Old Weng couldn't stand it anymore, so he comforted, "Miss Qiao, you have to accept this fact. In our stone gambling circle, there is a saying that is often said, one cut is useless, and two cuts are half disabled. I let you listen to me , what a pity!"

Qiao Yimo was unmoved by Mr. Weng's words, and continued to watch the stall owner cut it.

After a little bit of cutting, the stall owner broke away and went out.

"Fuck! What's the situation?"

"The second piece seems to be green."

Just as everyone was about to leave, they heard the stall owner yelling, and they all poked their heads to look.

When they saw that touch of green, they all looked at each other in blank dismay.

"Is this the ice-species emerald?"

"Damn it! This is the big boss in the emerald!"

"What's the matter, isn't the second knife definitely useless?"

(End of this chapter)