Mo Han is a soldier, but he is a military civilian.
She is only responsible for the selection of rough stones that pass through the border, so as to select the high-quality rough stones that are trying to get through with kilograms of materials. Even though she has some understanding of the military, she has no more ambitions.
But Moser was different. He was a military academy officer and had studied abroad in China. Regarding the situation in Myanmar, we can make independent judgments based on our understanding.
The entire country of Myanmar is divided by warlords, with tigers and wolves ruling the roost.
In this country, ordinary people have no hope.
Especially the ethnic groups in northern Myanmar have no nationality or identity, so they cannot enjoy the country's welfare policies, let alone go to school.
Although each ethnic group practiced independence and self-governance, in order to survive, ethnic groups without knowledge eventually became cheap labor for the Burmese dignitaries.
Shan State General Wu Rui and Kachin General Mobo seem to have the most military power.
But in fact, there is no right to speak within the military government.
Without strong military protection, the richer the family, the more dangerous it will be.
If the military just fabricates a crime, it can make you bankrupt and your family is ruined.
Therefore, he is extremely eager to equip his army with the most sophisticated weapons in the world.
He became a behemoth that even the military bosses did not dare to act rashly. He even used this opportunity to help his father fight for the right to speak in the military government.
This makes the family one of the few families in Myanmar that can determine the fate of everyone.
Ye Qing became his hope.
Mo Han nodded towards him: "I'll give it a try, but this guy is too cunning and difficult to deal with."
"If he is easy to deal with, he will have no choice but to stay in Kyoto and become a dandy." Mo Ze smiled slightly: "Anyone from China who comes to northern Myanmar to do business is not like an old fox, and this kid can be chosen to come to northern Myanmar, he is even more human. The devil is here."
Mo Han panicked and asked, "But is this a blessing or a curse?"
"Whether it's a blessing or a curse, it depends on how you choose." Mo Han patted his sister on the shoulder: "In China, there is a story of a blessing in disguise. It means that although you suffer a temporary loss, over time, you gain the most from it. the benefits of."
Mo Han frowned and looked at the stones in the warehouse: "My brother means to give him some benefits."
"Selling him stones is a benefit to him. As for how much you can sell for, it doesn't matter whether it's more or less." Moze laughed and said, "So, you can fight him, but you won't get to know each other if you don't fight. The harder you fight, the more you understand.”
Mo Han nodded.
In the warehouse, Ye Qing sat on a stone and smoked silently. The butt of the cigarette suddenly brightened and darkened as he inhaled.
Wang Jian, Fan Tong, and Qi Yu looked around at the stones, and they had a tacit understanding that they only looked through them, not moved them, let alone piled them together.
Ye Qing spread a circle of smoke, helped Qi Yu light it, and then said with a smile: "How about it."
"The stone is a good stone, and the price cannot be lowered." Qi Yu took a deep breath. Looking at the stones not only consumes physical strength, but also consumes mental energy. Moreover, viewing more than three hundred tons of stones in a short period of time is simply an impossible task.
Even the Jade King doesn't play like this when gambling on stones.
The Burmese public auction is equivalent to a group of stone gambling shop owners who first go through all the gambling stones, then hand over the most gambling stones to the disciples of the Emerald King, and then invite the Emerald King to see the selected ones.
Then they are distributed layer by layer according to the price level, and ultimately everyone is satisfied.
But facing a warehouse of stones, not even the Jade King can do anything.
"There are a total of 4,362 stones, and there are them at every entrance." Wang Jian exhaled the smoke in his mouth and said: "However, there are a total of 1,307 stones with excellent leather shells. .”
Qi Yu nodded. Wang Jian and Fan Tong only looked at the leather shells. Those with pine flowers and python belts were considered good. But one thousand three hundred and seven dollars was still beyond his expectation, and he said dryly: "That's a lot."
"After all, it is a customs warehouse!" Ye Qing chuckled and said, "Besides, Burmese jade masters are best at sorting out stones, so the stones seized by the customs all perform well."
Qi Yu affirmed: "If we pick out all the more than 1,300 yuan, Du Qin Meidan and Mo Han will definitely not sell it."
Ye Qing nodded: "So, I need a package price."
Qi Yu nodded. He was specialized in the art and asked Ye Qing to bet on stones. He had a 70% chance of winning. But asking him to appraise the stone was not what he was good at: "Around two hundred million, but only five."
Wang Jian looked at him in shock and whispered: "So many."
Up to two hundred million, no more than five, that is, below two hundred and fifty million, you can talk about it casually, but you have to be careful when going up...
After all, more than four thousand stones cannot be sold at once.
Interest is also calculated on the deposit.
"Also, these stones should not appear in the Delong and Jiegao markets."
"You don't plan to divide it into a batch!" Ye Qing glanced at him in surprise. This is not like the old fox's style!
"You can't afford to be hurt if you make people hate you." Qi Yu smoked depressedly. To be honest, he was jealous of these stones, but these stones belonged to Sister Delong and other smugglers.
Although it was detained and confiscated by Muse Customs, and the time was not short. But who can guarantee that these monkeys don’t have photos in their hands...
Once it is discovered that these stones are in his hands, he will be in endless trouble.
He didn't want to have someone bang on the glass, throw red paint on him, or have someone knock on him while walking at night.
If a few more pieces belong to the mine owner, it won't be as simple as beating a sap.
In northern Myanmar, the least valuable thing is human life.
Three to five thousand for an arm, one to twenty thousand for a thigh, thirty to fifty thousand can buy a life...
"Even Duqin Meidan is not easy to sell this batch of stones, so the price should be kept as low as possible." Qi Yu rolled his eyes: "After getting the stones, they were transported out of Muse overnight and took the expressway to Kyoto."
"What on earth did you see!"
"Inside, there are not only stones from Muse Customs, but also Duqin Meidan's private goods." Qi Yu lowered his voice: "In the mining area, the responsibility of the mine protection team is not only to protect the site entrance and warehouse, but also protect the warehouse. He is also responsible for fighting against the mountain army.
Once the mountain army falls into their hands, they will torture and extort confessions, find out where the stones are hidden, and then attack and massacre the village..."
"People cannot be judged by their appearance, and sea water cannot be measured!" Ye Qing sighed sincerely, thinking of the kind-hearted Du Qinmei Dan.
"This is northern Myanmar." Qi Yu glared at him: "The most terrifying thing is not the robbery by the mountain army, but the mine owner instructing the mine protection team to transform into a mountain army and attack the mine owner's warehouse."
"how do you know!"
"The cleaner the stone is, the more it has been soaked in blood!" Qi Yu turned around and picked out a piece of Mowanji from a pile of stones. The running water desanded the stone, and the light turned green. The leather shell performed extremely well, but There is a large crack on the surface of the leather shell.
However, the stones in Mowanji are rare and not cracked. It is normal if there are cracks. As long as no wrinkles are formed, the problem is not big.
Ye Qing took the stone and put it under his nose, smelling the faint smell of blood.
"The high-pressure water gun can clean the surface of the stone, but there is always some residual blood in the cracks. When washed with clean water, the smell of blood is stimulated."
