Ma Wei looked at Ye Qing with admiration: "I will definitely convince my father, Erguotou, and Sanguotou, especially the ancient tea garden project. I look forward to cooperating with my brother."
After talking about things, everyone started to eat, drink and laugh. After they were full of wine and food, the banquet was removed and the waiter served fragrant tea!
Before the cup of tea was finished, there was a knock on the door of Peony Hall.
Zhao Delong stood up, opened the door, and saw three old Burmese like water ghosts, each holding a bag in their hands, standing at the door.
"You are finally here!"
"We had no choice. We swam here pushing truck tires, and it took us another two hours to walk here from the river." The leader, Lao Burmese, spoke Chinese very fluently.
Zhao Delong smiled and asked: "Is the stone okay?"
Ye Qing looked at the two old Burmese who were carrying their pockets, looking directly at the food on the table, and said with a smile: "Yuan Shi is not in a hurry, let them eat first."
Zhao Delong finally came to his senses and asked the waiter to prepare a few simple dishes for them in the Peony Hall.
The leader, Lao Mian, glanced at Ye Qing: "There is no rush to eat, let's negotiate the price first."
"You eat here, and we'll watch here!" Wang Gui said with a smile: "Don't worry, they are all big bosses. As long as your goods are good enough, your money will be worth it."
The leader, Lao Mian, nodded: "This is best."
Wang Gui cleared the coffee table, and the leader, Lao Mian, took out a wet stone from his pocket.
Ye Qing and others gathered around. The rough stone was not very big, only about ten kilograms.
But no one objected to the small size of the original stone. One reason was that the three old Burmese who traveled through mountains and ridges to the Yingjiang River could not have weighed hundreds of kilograms of stone.
Moreover, gambling on stones is not about gambling on big money. The real old pits are the best in gambling on stones. Small pieces of rough stones can easily yield high prices.
A fist-sized piece of glass imperial green is worth several hundred million, but a piece of ice jade, even if it weighs more than ten kilograms, is only worth tens of millions.
Lao Mian placed the stones on the coffee table and stood aside without speaking.
Ye Qing used a rag to wipe away the water stains on the original stone, and then looked at it carefully.
Typical black sand leather, the leather shell is shiny, but the disadvantage is that the grit of the leather shell is not very tight, giving people a very rough feeling. Even if this material is shipped, it will not be high-end.
This rough stone may have been accidentally bumped on the road, revealing a small window.
It's very attractive, gleaming green, very deep in color, typical imperial green.
"Old pit Mowanji!"
Lao Mian nodded slightly: "Mowanji's imperial goods, the green python is fresh."
When Wang Gui heard that there was a green python, he quickly took out a flashlight and handed it to Ye Qing.
Ye Qing turned on the light to look at the color. It was a bit dazzlingly green and full of greenery.
Wang Gui also saw the color of the wiped window, swallowed involuntarily, and whispered: "What a good thing! This water head, this green, typical imperial green, if it is full of material, it will be worth more than one billion yuan." Rise. Master, I made a profit today!"
Ye Qing raised his head and glanced at Wang Gui, his eyes bright, staring at the rough stone greedily, smiling and shaking his head: "This stone is not bad, but the gravel is loose, so you can only gamble on the color, not the seed."
The expressionless Lao Mian frowned and looked at him fiercely.
Ye Qing didn't care. Everyone who sells goods likes to be praised by others. It's human nature not to say that their goods are not good.
Wang Gui glanced at it for a few times, then gritted his teeth and said, "Master, what do you mean by this? Give me a reason so that I can learn more."
"When betting on stones, you first look at the color. This rough stone is obviously imperial green."
"Isn't imperial green good?" Ma Wei squatted on the side of the coffee table and raised her head and asked.
"Who dares to say that the imperial green is not good? The price difference is a hundred times different if the color is different. If the color is good, the price will be higher. The imperial green is the most valuable."
Ye Qing said solemnly: "But we can't just gamble on sex, we must also gamble on seeds. There must be water wherever a dragon comes from, and this green python represents planting water.
However, green pythons do not necessarily mean good planting water. It also depends on whether the pine flowers, moss, and gravel on the skin are tight or loose, and a comprehensive analysis is required. This original piece of gravel is a bit loose, so you can't bet on growing old. "
Wang Gui glanced at him in surprise. To get truly good jadeite, you must first bet on the seed and then on the color. Because if the jadeite is not grown well, it will not be sold at a high price no matter how good the color is.
When Ye Qing said that you can't bet on old age, you were implying that this rough stone didn't have much gambling potential.
"What kind of shell represents the age of the jadeite inside?" Lao Mian asked angrily. Ye Qing's words just now showed that he would not pay a high price for this top-quality rough stone.
"The gravel on the shell is the sign of jade!" Ye Qing glanced at him: "The looseness means that the jade is not enough. Therefore, you can't bet on the species of this rough stone, you can only bet on the color, but this green python is a lump. Python, I can’t guarantee that the sex will be eaten.”
Wang Gui suddenly remembered the piece of material he sold to Zhao Biao and Wang Bo in Tengchong Emerald City: "Green skin!"
Ye Qing smiled and said: "I can't guarantee that. It's hard for a god to break through an inch of jade. If you don't cut it open, who can tell whether it's jade or brick."
Wang Gui glanced at Zhao Delong. Although Ye Qing didn't finish his words, the fact that he didn't ask for the price meant that he didn't want the rough stone.
Zhao Delong frowned and said: "I'm afraid this is a window that was accidentally opened. The performance was too good."
Ye Qing smiled: "This rough stone is very gambling. Vice President Zhao can take a gamble. If the bet is successful, it will increase by more than one billion. It will take ten days and ten nights to set off firecrackers."
Zhao Delong stared at this rough stone. Of course he wanted to bet. After all, he still owed Ye Qing 100 million. If he won the bet, he would not have to risk the nine top-quality rough stones in the safe.
But Ye Qing didn't gamble, which made him very hesitant. This rough stone couldn't be cheap just with this window...
Ye Qing looked at Lao Mian: "If you have good goods, take them out, there's no shortage of money!"
Lao Mian looked at him unhappily: "You are really willing to pay a high price!"
Ye Qing shook his head and smiled: "I can't see through this old trap, Mo Wanji, so I don't dare to bet."
It's not that he can't see through it, he's completely seen through it, but the rule of betting on stones is to see through it but don't tell it.
This stone is sanded leather from black black sand in Mowanji. The leather shell is rough and sandy, loose and dry, and must be tender and thick. Even if the color is good, it is not worth betting on.
Unless the material of Mowanji is cement skin with tight skin, or white salt sand or yellow sand skin, you can't gamble at all.
Heiwusha's sanded leather, whoever bets will lose.
God allows you to see this rough stone because He misses the children He left behind to suffer in the world.
Wang Gui forced himself to look away from the rough stone, but Zhao Delong still squatted beside the stone and turned on the light to watch.
Lao Mian glanced at Zhao Delong and then looked at Ye Qing again.
Ye Qing smiled and shook his head, and a smile appeared on Lao Mian's cold face.
Then he took out a few more stones from his pocket. They were not big. The leather shells of the materials were thick and thin, black and white, and they were all head covering materials without any damage.
Ye Qing looked back at Mowanjiheiwusha again. He was willing to bet that the scratch on this piece of material was definitely broken intentionally by Lao Mian.
He was a master at opening windows, and he knew better than anyone else that masters who opened windows for stones just didn't dare to gamble.
So open up the best window, sell the rough stone for a big price, and give the risk to others...
