For a stone betting shop owner, this is an unparalleled temptation.
Ye Qing despised Old Sangji as a person, but he risked offending the military government by selling him arms just because Old Sangji had more than 30 positions in Lao Pagan's field.
If you add the gambling stones at Damakan Town, the Shishizhai in Kyoto and the stone gambling shop at the Royal Palace Club, from now on, you no longer have to worry about the lack of high-quality stones.
The most profitable thing in stone gambling is not the kilograms of materials for the ordinary class, but the small boutiques that may yield small surprises.
Put it in the palace club and sell it to the wealthy class who are not short of money and don't know how to gamble on stones, but want to have fun.
When Mo Han saw Ye Qing smoking expressionlessly, he thought he was not interested.
In other words, it is true that he is a master of stone gambling, but not every stone can be cut into high-grade jadeite.
Ninety percent of stones are still stones when cut with a knife.
Only one percent of the stones can cut out the low-grade jadeite found in the poor streets.
One thousandth of the stone may produce a mid-range jadeite.
Only one hundred thousandth of a stone is possible to cut out a truly high-grade jadeite.
This probability is almost like pie in the sky.
This is also the real reason why the owner of the stone gambling shop sells stones but does not gamble on stones. The probability is too low and the price is too high. He accidentally queues up on the rooftop...
Therefore, leave the chance of price increase to stone gamblers!
Let's not join in the fun.
And Mo Han only knew Ye Qing as a master of stone gambling. Even if Wen Yuanshan had been discharged from the hospital, the Long Rui Stone Gambling House and Jade Jade Building had changed owners. I'm afraid it would be difficult to continue the old business in this life.
Therefore, it was impossible for Ye Qing to buy so many stones at once.
A small public sale was held in Muse, and the owner of the stone gambling shop in Tengchong, Delong Sister Gao Ying, must be like a crucian carp crossing the river.
But the stones obtained through this kind of secret operation can only be dealt with secretly. Otherwise, the questioning from the military boss would make Ah Mo miserable.
For a moment, Mo Han also fell into a dilemma.
Ye Qing would definitely not do it if he took money that was not real money and hoped to draw a picture out of thin air.
Ye Qing was silent for a moment, then asked: "Mo Han, is your mother also a jade master?"
"Not Master Xiangyu." Mo Han frowned and said, "But he is the mine owner of Damakan..."
"Well....."
Seeing him dumbfounded, Mo Han chuckled and said, "Is this hard to understand? My grandmother is a pure-blood Bamar, and my father is a descendant of the expeditionary force with a green card. He joined my grandfather's army when he was young.
In our family, grandma is the head of the family and the owner of the mine. Dad just inherited the position of general from his grandfather. "
Only then did Ye Qing understand why Mo Han's father was called Mo Bo.
In Myanmar, people only have first names but no surnames, so the names of a family are all strange and have nothing in common.
And Mo Han’s father, Mo Bo, is clearly an example of a son-in-law’s successful rise to power...
Mo Han looked at him suspiciously: "Why do you ask this?"
Ye Qing smiled happily and said happily: "I'm thinking about how to price these more than three hundred tons of gambling stones!"
Mo Han was overjoyed. This bastard has such a big appetite. He dared to swallow more than three hundred tons of gambling stones without fear of dying. However, seeing the expression on his face, he said warily: "Why are you so happy?"
Ye Qing waved his hand: "It's not important. We will go to the warehouse to look at the stones in a while and decide on the price. As for the cooperative business, we can refund more and make up less."
Mo Han understood immediately and said disdainfully: "Can I believe you?"
This sentence is not very offensive, but it is extremely insulting.
Song Youqing, Wang Xue, and even the white fox turned their heads and snickered.
Mo Han looked at the livid Ye Qing and sneered: "My grandma is not a fortune teller, but I am. I think I can do the pricing myself, and I don't dare bother Mr. Ye."
Ye Qing said weakly: "I'm also afraid that you will trick me!"
Mo Han was furious and suppressed the urge to shoot him in the face. He glared at him and said, "I am the royal jade master of Myanmar. Even the minimum price of the stones on the public market was customized by me."
Ye Qing saw that although she was gnashing her teeth, she was obviously mad, but her mind was still clear. He turned to look at Bai Hu, this girl is not easy to trick!
Just by looking at the piece of Paganji black sand, we knew that Mo Han priced the stone very accurately.
But with more than 300 tons of gambling stones, it seems a bit sorry for myself not to have any pitfalls...
"What do you mean by passing the test!"
"Of course you have to pay the tax yourself to pass the customs!" Mo Han said matter-of-factly: "Although the stone is handled by Muse Customs, it is still in northern Myanmar after all. You can't get through without paying the tax.
Moreover, these stones are all small pieces of fine quality. Don’t try to pass the customs as just a kilogram of material. Even if I don’t expose you, I’m not the only one who looks at the jade at the customs. They can recognize these stones at a glance. "
Although he hasn't seen these stones yet and can't determine the price, Ye Qing's scalp feels a little numb when he thinks of the 130% tariff.
He really wanted to ask if there was any way to cross the border illegally.
Even if you don't cross the border illegally, when issuing invoices, can you invoice less?
Mo Han looked at Ye Qing's wrinkled face and felt inexplicably happy: "You just bid for a piece of Mowanji black sand worth 2.1 billion. As a result, you asked Sister Amin to open a bid of 1 billion." bill...."
Ye Qing looked at her alertly: "What do you want to say!"
Mo Han smiled like a little devil: "If you eat alone, you will not gain weight. If you have money, everyone will make it. You know the rules."
I know shit.
Ye Qing looked at her angrily: "That invoice is still in Sister Amin's hand..."
"Uh!" Mo Han looked at him coldly: "There is also a piece of white salt sand and a piece of red sand skin. I let these two stones pass. How can you thank me."
"Our friendship..."
"I have a terrible friendship with you!" Mo Hanhan laughed and scolded: "You are cheating my money all the time, and you are still trying to have a friendship with me. Do you think that from now on, your stone will never be able to pass the test? "
Ye Qing immediately gave up. The county magistrate might as well take charge now. This little girl has a lot of power and can make things difficult for you: "You can do as much as you say, okay?"
Mo Han then smiled proudly: "Small high-quality gambling stones are available in all major gambling venues. The strangest thing is that there are also several large valleys with really good leather shells. If I hadn't stopped me, my mother would have taken them away. They cut open.”
Ye Qing was stunned. Although he was happy in his heart, it didn't show on his face at all. The Great Valley is also the entrance to the Pagan area. The most common products at this entrance are violet and white jadeite.
But this site has long since been closed and landfilled. The remaining gambling stones are generally kept privately by the mine owners.
“I haven’t seen the real thing, so I’m not interested!”
Mo Han whetted his appetite, and then he deliberately lengthened his tone: "That piece of blood jade..."
Ye Qing finally seized the opportunity and hit her mercilessly: "The best blood jade is sold by the gram like the imperial green. One gram is 300,000, how much do you want?" '
