Bai Hao's face turned pale and his body was trembling slightly, as if he was enduring great fear.
If Mao Quan is a jackal, then Chen Juncai is a veritable wolf, and he is also an old white-haired wolf.
Everyone who hangs out in the old market knows that this old white-haired wolf is not only cunning, but also ruthless. The night hunters under him are his minions. Whoever he wants to die will never survive the next day.
Bai Hao gritted his teeth: "This stone was brought back from the Pagan mining area by the old family owner more than ten years ago. Although I concluded that this stone contains top-quality jadeite, I have never dared to cut it because of this crack.
Over the years, we have also invited some stone betting masters to bet on this stone, but it is a pity..."
Chen Juncai snatched the bright flashlight from Ye Qing's hand and took a photo of the sanded area of the stone. Then he raised his head and cursed: "Fuck you, you can't bet on the color of the stones in Moxisha. The color difference must be a hundred times different than the price. Colorless The jadeite, even if it is cut out of glass, can cost up to two million per kilogram. How many kilograms does this stone have?"
"Eighteen kilograms!"
"Shit!" Only then did Chen Jun realize that he had met a master. The price of this stone, neither high nor low, was just right, making you feel itchy and unbearable. You dare not bet if you want to...
He turned to look at Ye Qing: "What are you betting on with this stone?"
If someone asks what this stone is worth betting on, the question is what are the fatal flaws of this stone, such as cracks, cotton, variants...
But when Chen Juncai asked this question, what he asked was, what is the greatest advantage of this stone?
He and Wen Yuanshan are brothers in life and death. In order to let him live a better life in Guokang, Wen Yuanshan also violated his ancestral precepts and taught him many fortune-telling skills. But what he learned was still a little far behind that of Wenyuanshan's direct disciples.
What's more, he had long concluded that Ye Qing was already better than his master.
Ye Qing pondered for a moment: "Mian..."
Chen Juncai had a look of disappointment on his face. The amount of snowflake cotton grown on glass was only three million and one kilograms, and this crack was from the middle of the stone. He tapped it with a strong flashlight and muttered: "This crack is from the middle of the stone." Crack, causing most of the stone to mutate..."
Ye Qing took the bright flashlight from his hand and tapped on the left side. The sound was not clear and crisp, but a little hoarse: "This is half water foam."
Chen Juncai sighed: "In other words, if the stone is divided into two halves, only nine kilograms will be left. If the stone shell is peeled off, the most remaining five kilograms will be lost. If you cut out the glass seeds, you will pay two million, and if you cut out the ice seeds, you will pay eight million......"
"So!" Ye Qing laughed and said, "The person who set the price for this stone is the best among masters."
Chen Juncai turned to look at Bai Hao: "Among the stone betting experts I know, who has seen this stone?"
Bai Hao was stared at by his wolf-like gaze. He broke out in a sweat and stammered: "Dad!"
Chen Juncai immediately looked at Ye Qing. Although he didn't say anything, his meaning was very clear. Zhu Yongbang, the bold father, is your uncle. Although he studied jade carving under Prince Jade, his skills in stone gambling are not shallow. In other words, By the way, I'm afraid it's this old thief who set the price for this stone...
He doesn't dare to gamble on the stone. Think about whether it is a gamble.
Ye Qing sighed: "The seeds turn black as they grow old, and the golden threads are used to fish..."
Chen Juncai was shocked and turned to look at Bai Hao: "Quote!"
"One thousand and two!"
Before he finished speaking, Chen Er stepped forward and pressed the barrel of the pistol against Bai Hao's head: "You want to die, don't you?"
Bai Hao was sweating through his clothes and his face was pale, but he gritted his teeth and remained silent.
Bai Zhen wanted to step forward but didn't dare, with a look of embarrassment on her face.
However, Maang Quan was attracted by the Type 92 in Chen Er's hand. This was the standard pistol of the Chinese army and was only used by officers. It can be said that this kind of gun will never be exported to the outside world, but what the hell, how could Chen Er, a slave, own it? A 92 style...
He turned around and took a deep look at Ye Qing: "Let's put it together, ten million..."
Bai Zhen was stunned and turned to look at him.
According to her understanding of Mao Quan, if this stone can really rise sharply, even if he is afraid of Chen Juncai and Zhu Longmei and dare not order an open grab, he will still have to buy in. But what happened today?
Ye Qing raised his head and glanced at Chen Erbaihao, then at Mang Quan, knowing what he suspected.
But he doesn’t care. Maung Chuan is a powerful person in Burma and a pure Burmese. As long as he is a powerful person, he is particularly weak...
He glanced at Chen Juncai and Zhu Longmei: "Garrison, get two and a half million, and count it as your share..."
Maung Quan suddenly beamed with joy. The boy stepped forward and waved his hand: "Give me money..."
Bai Zhen took out her mobile phone and transferred two million to Bai Hao.
Zhu Longmei took over Chen Juncai and Ye Qing.
Only then did Bai Zhen realize something. Generally speaking, for gambling stones at this price, everyone pays their own money, and there is absolutely no such thing as payment on behalf of others.
Because if hundreds of millions of jadeite were cut out of this stone, Zhu Longmei could completely swallow up Ye Qing and Chen Juncai's share.
If this stone breaks down, Chen Juncai and Ye Qing may regret not paying them.
Zhu Longmei paid on her behalf, which only shows that the relationship between these three people is definitely not what the rumors say...
After clearing the money and goods, Ye Qing walked into the special cutting room with the stone in his arms.
Although the cutting conditions in Lao Cai Market were not as good as in China, Ye Qing also found a dental machine and placed the stone on the workbench: "Follow this crack and open the window."
Chen Juncai pushed the stone cutter aside and opened the window with the dental machine himself.
A harsh sound sounded, and Ye Qing had already retreated outside. However, Maang Quan and Zhu Longmei stood behind Chen Juncai, staring at the stone of the window with concentration.
Bai Zhen came over and handed over a Cohiba.
Ye Qing cut off the cigarette butt and toasted it with the flame of his mobile phone before lighting it and taking a deep breath.
"This stone is going to crack!" They were all monsters in the circle. Ye Qing opened a window in the crack, and his purpose was already obvious.
Ye Qing nodded: "I'm not afraid that this crack will be eaten into it, but I'm afraid that it will spread and form spider cracks and emperor cracks. If it is a through crack, cutting along the crack will only destroy half of the stone.
However, the older the stone, the more cracks it will have. There are elements of natural weathering, as well as the consequences of frequent moving and beating. "
"Then why are you still betting?"
"Because ten million is not much!" Ye Qing laughed and said, "Everyone earns hundreds of thousands every minute. Losing several million is just a day's income."
Bai Zhen rolled her eyes at him charmingly: "Listen, are you speaking in human language?"
Ye Qing blew out a puff of smoke on her flowery face: "You know my true identity."
"I didn't dare to make a conclusion when I saw the Bayi Bar, but when I saw the Ninety-two Style, I understood a little bit." Bai Zhen didn't care that he blew smoke into his face: "Besides, Zhang Qi already knew that it was the young master who was crossing the border to arrest him. Him. But what I didn’t expect was that the young master just cooperated with Chen Juncai, but he actually cooperated with Zhu Longmei."
Even if Chen Juncai is extremely vicious, he is just a killer, but Zhu Longmei is the little princess of the Golden Triangle drug lord Zhu Yongbang.
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