Sanji doesn't believe it. How good are you and your mother-in-law before she tells you that your husband is dying? Pointing to the stone: "Let's talk about it one by one!"
Ye Qing was overjoyed, this showed that the old thief really had some stock: "You don't understand Shitou. If the price is low, I will take it. If the price is high, you can keep it for yourself."
The more tiger penises the better, please give me a price. "
Sanji snorted coldly and waved his hand, and several young men from northern Myanmar stepped forward to carry the stone away.
But out of the corner of his eye, he kept staring at Ye Qing, seeing that he was smiling and not impatient at all, and there was nothing he could do about it.
If the fox becomes a spirit, there is nothing the hunter can do.
"The second layer of red sand skin from Pagan Laokeng weighs 135 kilograms and has a friendship price of 100 million."
Although Ye Qing had known for a long time that this old thief was going to charge a sky-high price, the price of 100 million really shocked him: "You might as well just go and grab it."
Sanji looked at him with a smile: "This is the kind of work I am doing now. Besides, as long as this stone is put up for public sale, you will never be able to buy it for 100 million."
Of course Ye Qing knew this truth. Gamblers from all over the world gathered in Naypyidaw, and there were many experts.
If a few stone gamblers who are not blind really recognize this stone, they will definitely not be able to take it off for 100 million.
The most important thing is that you have to pay taxes. In northern Myanmar, if you buy stones for 100 million, you have to pay 100 million in taxes.
Then when you return to China and go through customs, you have to pay a tax of 40 million yuan.
In other words, if you bid for a stone for 100 million in the public auction, it will cost 240 million to transport it to the country.
Therefore, as long as this stone can be confirmed to be Lao Pagan, it has the second layer of red sand skin.
Sanji asked him for 100 million, which was really not expensive.
But having said that, it is not easy for Sanji to find a buyer who dares to spend 100 million for this stone.
At least, neither Sister Delong nor Teng Chong Yingjiang are willing to spend so much money to buy stones.
They all silently prayed that the war would start quickly, or preferably never end, so that the stone gambling shop could wait and take advantage.
Ye Qing argued with reason: "Who can guarantee that this stone is the red sand skin of Lao Pa Gan's second layer? If not, wouldn't it be worth 100 million yuan?"
Sanji smiled and said: "In this stone gambling business, winning or losing depends on your eyesight, and life or death depends on luck.
You kid didn't even get killed on the battlefield, so you're not very lucky. "
"I..." Ye Qing was speechless. This old thief was a petty person. He had just cursed him to death and would make up for it when he found an opportunity.
"This means there is no more discussion."
Sanji blew out a puff of smoke: "One hundred million, not expensive!"
“Kats, I’ll pay you right away!”
"disappear as far as you can."
Ye Qing looked at him helplessly: "Do you know how much 100 million in cash weighs?"
"you know!"
"Of course I know!" Ye Qing squatted beside him, smoking and settling accounts for him:
"A RMB with a face value of 100 yuan weighs approximately 1.15 grams and has an area of 119.35 square centimeters.
From this calculation, 10,000 yuan weighs approximately 115 grams, and 100 million yuan weighs 1,150 kilograms, with a volume of approximately 1.19 cubic meters. "
"Do you think it's possible for me to get you so much cash?"
Sanji wanted to laugh when he heard this. Although he didn't know whether this kid's calculations were true or not, his speed of changing his face was definitely the best in the world. As long as he wanted to cheat, he would just open his mouth and say, "This is your business!"
"Even if I withdraw all the cash from all the banks in Rayleigh, I still won't be able to collect 100 million in cash!"
Ye Qing said with a serious face: "Besides, you old man, please don't make an issue of public affairs.
The public bank not only accepts transfers, but also checks.
Besides, now that we are in a state of war, your old man's account has long been targeted by the military government. As long as 100 million is received, it will be frozen immediately, and you, old man, will not be able to touch a dime.
You have to be realistic and open-minded, maybe 10 million, I can get 10 million in cash. "
Sanji blew out a smoke ring and said calmly: "You also know that when the war starts, the cannon will go off and the gold will be ten thousand taels, and the ten million in cash will not be able to last even one day.
Besides, selling a stone worth hundreds of millions to you for 100 million is already a favor price, otherwise I wouldn't even let you look at it.
Even if you make a profit by buying this kind of stone, even if you don't cut it, it won't be a loss if you take it home and use it as a family heirloom. "
Ye Qing didn't know whether to laugh or cry. This old thief had already calculated all aspects.
He really had no intention of cutting this stone. Just because of this yellow dragon python, this stone was not ordinary.
But praise and criticism are the buyers. If you don't criticize it, how do you know if you can spend less, in case you can get it for 10 million.
"You old man also knows that during the Ming and Qing Dynasties, no good jadeite was produced, and the ice type was already the best."
Sanji chuckled and said, "In the Ming and Qing Dynasties, species were not looked at, but color was looked at. What color do you look at on this piece of red sand skin?"
Ye Qing glanced at him and said to himself, if I told you, the asking price wouldn't be 100 million. He frowned and said, "Lao Pa dares to bet on sex, because it's hard to excel.
Moreover, I have never seen the red-sand-skinned yellow dragon python, so 10 million would be enough to buy a curiosity.
Moreover, you guessed it right. I really didn’t plan to cut this stone. I wanted to put it in the Stone House in Kyoto as a treasure of the store.
Therefore, it doesn’t matter what kind or color is inside. "
Sanji gave him a funny look and said, "You are the only one who believes me." "Xiao Wenzi said the same thing when he defrauded me of a few old club cards."
Ye Qing gritted his teeth and stamped his feet: "Twenty million, I will take it with twenty million."
"I won't sell it if it's less than 100 million!"
"Forget it." Ye Qing breathed out: "Talk about tiger whip!"
"Don't talk!" Sanji stood up and prepared to see off the guests.
"Business cannot be done without righteousness!" Ye Qing refused to leave at all. He sat firmly and said plausibly:
"What's new is familiar again. We are also old friends. What's wrong with you giving me a few tiger whips?"
"I still have two tiger skins, would you like to give one to you?"
"Thank you, old man!"
"Get away as far as you want!" Sanchi scolded with a smile: "You can't go away."
"The highest price is 30 million!" Ye Qing said sternly: "That's it, I have to ask Baihu to borrow money, otherwise, I really won't be able to get so much cash."
Sanchi said categorically: "Gold is fine, but fake gold is not necessary!"
Ye Qing's eyes flashed: "You old man also knows about gold mines."
"There is a saying in China: If you don't want others to know you, you have to do it yourself." Sanji sighed:
“In the past ten years or so, the three countries have jointly imposed sanctions on Lao Cai City, and the military government has even abolished the capital of Kokang.
Even the power in the old market in Huaxia was cut off. At night, the old market was completely dark.
Even if you buy a generator, you still have to carry buckets of gasoline and diesel on your back..."
He sighed softly, feeling a bit sad like a rabbit dying and a fox grieving for its own kind.
Ye Qing rolled his eyes, Dad Guogan and the old Kachin thieves were actually drug dealers.
The only difference is that Father Kokang has a grudge against his master, and the old Kachin thieves are not friends either.
