It was already dark when we returned to the racecourse. Zhang Jing first transferred 100,000 yuan worth of Xiangjiang coins to Xu Zehong from his Nanyang Bank account.
The small movie was sold this afternoon, and the transaction price was 1 million yuan. According to the early agreement between the two, Xu Zehong owned 10% of the items sold.
10% is a reasonable price, and other professional intermediaries start at 30%.
Then Zhang Jing called Xu Zehong.
"You never seem to waste time on the phone?" Xu Zehong yawned profusely on the phone.
"I just got a Buddha head. It is made of ironwood and looks like a sculpture on the surface. I feel that its structure is like a Kongming lock, which blends well with the five features of the Buddha head."
Under normal circumstances, there is no abnormality in the Buddha's head. Zhang Jing relied on the five-meter gold finger metal detector to find that there is something else inside it, otherwise he would not have spent the money to buy it.
"Take more photos and videos and send them to me in VX."
After hanging up the phone, Zhang Jing took 360-degree photos and videos of the Buddha's head and sent them to Xu Zehong, quietly waiting for news.
This wait lasted four days.
Until two strangers appeared outside the racecourse gate, one old and one young, they looked like master and apprentice.
It happened that Liang Jieshu and Zhou Mansha also came to the Champion Racecourse for the first time at the same time, and the four of them met at the gate of the racecourse.
"Professor Weng, why are you here?" Liang Jieshu took the initiative to say hello to the man in his sixties, who looked like a scholar and wore thick reading glasses.
Weng Xingshui reacted for several seconds, "It turns out to be Xiaoliang. I haven't seen him for three years."
It turns out that Liang Jieshu is a student of Weng Xingshui's wife.
Liang Jieshu lowered her head slightly, "You are an expert in mortise and tenon structures. Why do you come to the Champion Racecourse?"
"A friend told me that the horse farm owner got a Buddha head with a mortise and tenon structure. I came to take a look."
Liang Jieshu: "..."
Zhou Mansha: "..."
Their jaws dropped in shock, and they both recalled the evening four days before yesterday.
After a while, Zhang Jing saw four guests next to the racecourse fence. Unexpectedly, Liang Jieshu and Weng Xingshui knew each other.
Weng Xingshui is an expert on mortise and tenon structures introduced by Xu Zehong. There are two people here this time, the other is his student, male, about 20 years old.
The Buddha's head was placed in the secret silver space. Zhang Jing pretended to return to the stable to retrieve the Buddha's head and handed it to Weng Xingshui.
Weng Xingshui did not take over, but looked around the Buddha's head up and down like a curious baby. After a while, he asked Zhang Jing, "How do you know it is a mortise and tenon structure?"
"I have visited the huge Luban Lock that is 5.3 meters long and wide in the Shandong Pavilion before; and since I am a professional treasure hunter, I naturally took a few more looks at the Buddha's head. I found that it was different and I was not sure what its structure was."
Zhang Jing only knew that there were good things inside, but he didn't dare to smash it open for fear of damaging the good things inside.
Liang Jieshu and Zhou Mansha stood quietly nearby. For the first time, they knew that Zhang Jing was not only a racecourse owner, but also a professional treasure hunter.
"Yundi, come and take a look too."
The young man named Yundi is a student of Weng Xingshui. He is a bit handsome and a bit of a fan. He should have stepped forward to look at the Buddha's head.
He shook his head briefly to express that he didn't understand.
"Please put the Buddha's head on the ground." Weng Xingshui requested.
Tired of carrying it, Zhang Jing complied.
Weng Xingshui picked up the Buddha's head. He looked like he was struggling and his arms were shaking a little.
Everyone, including Zhang Jing, was worried that he would break the Buddha's head.
"I need a few days," Weng Xingshui asked after looking around, "prepare a spacious and bright place for me."
"Okay," Zhang Jing said, "I want to send someone to watch."
Weng Xingshui nodded and made a reasonable request.
Zhang Jing reached out to summon Ti Long and Jamie, and asked without hesitation, "You accompany Professor Weng to open the Buddha's head. Do not let the Buddha's head out of sight, including eating, going to the bathroom, and sleeping."
Weng Xingshui's expression was not good-looking, and he was looking at it too strictly. He made it clear that he didn't trust him, but he was unwilling to leave. The reason was that he was also very curious and wanted to take it apart and take a look.
Ti Long and Jamie took master and apprentice Weng Xingshui, Liang Jieshu, and Zhou Mansha to the stable.
There are twenty stables inside the stable, which have been cleaned. The horses live on one side and the people live on the other.
"Is my teacher only qualified to work in the stable?" Yundi couldn't help but ask.
Liang Jieshu and Zhou Mansha also wanted to ask this question.
Di Long explained, "Don't be surprised, everyone. The conditions of the horse farm are limited. BOSS sleeps in the stable every night. This stable is his room."
Weng Xingshui glanced inside and saw that there was only one bunk on the floor, not even a bed. One word rose in his heart - miserable.
Liang Jieshu and Zhou Mansha were also dumbfounded. Four days ago in the evening, Zhang Jing looked compassionate and very generous when helping others.
That’s 30,000 yuan. If an ordinary Citizen works for a year and takes into account food, drinks, taxes, and housing costs, most people can’t save less than 30,000 yuan a year.
At that time, the two of them were moved to the point of inferiority complex, thinking that Zhang Jing was a pure white lotus flower that emerged from the mud and remained unstained, with a very noble soul.
Looking at it now, it is obviously picking up someone else's leaks, and the weasel is paying New Year's greetings to the chicken.
But what is it like to live in a stable?
I slept in the wilds of Western Xinjiang for the longest three weeks in a row. It was sunny during the day and cold at night.
In comparison, the stable looked like a luxurious villa, and Zhang Jing was very satisfied. Besides, he preferred to see the money lying quietly in the bank.
While Weng Xingshui was studying the Buddha's head, Zhang Jing and Aigis were studying the odds of tomorrow's horse racing in front of the computer in the wine shop.
Tomorrow is the penultimate preliminary round before the Seattle Cup final, and the order of the horses has been announced.
Two large gambling companies soon announced the odds of each horse race and accepted online orders from customers.
Because its performance is too strong, its odds of losing are greatly increased. The details are as follows:
The first place among seven horses, pay 1.05 for 1
Second place among seven horses, pay 1.5 for 1
Lost, pay 2.3 to 1
If you buy 1 piece and fail to win, you can earn a total of 2.3 yuan including the principal, which is quite attractive to those with an adventurous spirit.
The odds for first place are very low. If you buy 1 yuan, including the principal, you only get 1.05 yuan.
If you go short, you will lose your principal, tempting ordinary people to buy "can't die" and lose.
The two major lottery companies are very optimistic about the "death" ranking first.
'General' is another story.
Because during the last race, jockey Haifa accidentally stepped on the short horse midway, and the competition was strong, the odds of the General were a bit subtle and cautious.
The first place among seven horses, 1 pays 2.1
Seven horses for second place, pay 1.3 for 1
Aigis pointed at the odds on the computer screen and complained: "Are the bookmakers worried that the General will let you down in the last game?"
There is no 'losing' odds, indicating that the betting company is not optimistic about the 'general'.
Since they are not optimistic, it stands to reason that the odds of the first and second places should not be so low, so Aigis has this question.
"General, if you perform normally, can you advance directly tomorrow?" Zhang Jing asked.
Aigis shook her head, "The bookmaker is right. The general's opponent is very strong. It's best not to place bets this round and wait until the resurrection match."
In the end, Aigis spent half a million to buy the first place in the 'Can't Die' group.
If you win, you can only earn the principal + 25,000 profit.
Lose and lose all your principal.
The profits are low and the risks are high.
Most of the racecourse employees and residents of the town placed bets on whether they would win the first place in the group stage.
Of course, there must be more people who are tempted by the high interest rates and fail to buy the 'can't die' option.
Zhang Jing did not place a bet and could not place a bet.
'General' cannot be purchased because the opponent is too strong.
'Can't Die' The odds for first place are too low. It's unwise to buy 10 million and bet 500,000.
He has a new target, the silly son of the landlord—Ming Date.
