I have to say that the materials for public sale are much better than those on the market.
The quality of raw stone and wool on the market varies, but the materials on the public market are basically of good quality.
Even for head covering materials, there are very few waste materials. It is nothing more than the height of the planting water, the depth of the color, etc.
The most typical thing is that the appearance is much better than the materials on the market.
However, the gambling aspect is still very high, and the price difference of one point of color difference is ten times, and the profit coefficient of more than ten times or even dozens of times still exists.
Tang Songyuan looked at them one by one with clairvoyance, and all the rough stones in his field of vision had lost their skin.
Ice-type, waxy-type, hibiscus-type, sun-green, sky-blue, violet, everything was displayed before his eyes.
The only thing that made Tang Songyuan feel regretful was that there was no imperial green in it. He just came from Feng Delong's booth and he was very greedy for the pieces of imperial green jade.
I have been thinking about when I will encounter a piece of raw imperial green jadeite.
But it's a pity that if this thing can be worth a lot of money, it must be rare and rare.
At about five o'clock, Ni Dehong called Tang Songyuan and left the venue.
Anyway, today is only the first day, and there are no sales channels open yet.
After getting in the car, Ni Dehong asked Tang Songyuan while driving: "Do you have any materials you like?"
Tang Songyuan hesitated and said: "There are two or three pieces, but I'm not very sure about it."
In fact, he wanted no less than ten yuan, but he couldn't reveal that he had clairvoyance, so he had to lie.
Ni Dehong didn't ask any more questions, and just said, "I'll give you a reference later. Let's go to a place first."
At this time, Tang, Song and Yuan realized that the car had arrived in the suburbs and the road had become narrow. Ni Dehong made another turn and drove into a winding mountain road.
This is a dirt road, and the Mercedes-Benz speeding up the road brings up a lot of smoke and dust.
Just when he was confused, the car stopped in front of a temple.
"We're here, get off the car!" Ni Dehong got out of the car first. Tang Songyuan was still confused and didn't understand what Ni Dehong was planning to do when he brought him to this place.
The name of the temple is Mercy Temple. The decoration of the temple door is very ordinary. Although it is also carved and painted, the mottled patent leather can be seen vaguely, and it does not look like it is full of incense.
Ni Dehong went straight in, followed by Tang Songyuan.
When you enter, you will see a Mahavira Hall. There is an elderly monk sitting in the center of the hall silently chanting sutras.
At this time, a novice monk came out from the side to greet him. Seeing that he seemed to know Ni Dehong, he first bowed and then said:
"Long time no see, Donor Ni!"
Ni Dehong returned the gift and said, "I'll burn the incense!"
The novice monk didn't say much. He turned around and handed over a pillar of lighted incense. Ni Dehong took it and walked into the main hall.
He stood silently for a while with his eyes closed, then bowed three times and put the incense into the incense burner.
Although Tang, Song and Yuan did not bring any incense, they still bowed three times.
You can disbelieve it, but you can’t disrespect it.
Ni Dehong glanced at Tang Songyuan with complicated eyes, patted him on the shoulder and said, "Follow me!"
After saying that, he walked straight out again. Tang Songyuan responded and bowed to the chanting monk again.
The latter didn't even raise his eyelids, and didn't even look at the two of them from beginning to end.
Tang Songyuan didn't care and quickly went out to follow Ni Dehong.
It looked like the place was at the back of the temple, but it was kept clean and flat. What surprised Tang, Song and Yuan was that there was a tomb standing in the middle of the open space.
Ni Dehong stood in front of the grave silently.
Tang Songyuan walked behind him and saw the words on the tombstone.
The tombs of beloved sons and daughters-in-law, Ni Shangyuan and Wen Xiaoshuang.
Ah this...
Could this be the place where Ni Dehong's son and daughter-in-law, as well as Ni Sisi's parents, are buried?
"More than twenty years ago..."
Ni Dehong said: "I originally didn't believe in fate. At that time, someone told Shang Yuan's fortune and said that he would not live to be 24 years old."
"I almost beat the fortune teller out."
"Later one year, when Sisi was only four years old, my brother brought the two of them back from Myanmar to transport a batch of materials, and there was a car accident near Yingjiang..."
In just a few words, Tang Songyuan had already imagined several storylines in his mind about jade treasure hunting, conspiracy to kill, etc.
Ni Dehong looked a little lonely and continued:
"It was just an ordinary car accident. No material was lost, but Shang Yuan and Xiao Shuang died because they were not rescued in time. My brother Dejiang also broke a leg because of this."
Hearing this, Tang Songyuan combined with what he had just inadvertently seen through clairvoyance and asked: "Master, could your brother..."
Ni Dehong said: "Yes, that's the monk who was chanting sutras just now."
"After Dejiang recovered from his injury, he felt guilty, so he became a monk here."
In other words, Ni Dehong does not have any enemies, but he is indeed a bit miserable.
He lost his son in middle age, but his trustworthy younger brother became a monk, leaving only a young granddaughter for company...
No wonder Kong has a unique skill in gambling on stones, but he does not deliberately pursue wealth.
I don’t believe in fate, but I am ruthlessly teased by fate.
Tang Songyuan sighed with emotion and said: "Master, don't be too sad. Isn't there still Senior Sister Ni? Well, is there still me?"
Ni Dehong nodded and said: "I know. I plan to stay in the temple tonight, and I will fast for a day tomorrow. You can go down the mountain first."
After saying that, he made a gesture of touching the keys, but then remembered that Tang Songyuan didn't have a driver's license, and he was stunned on the spot.
Tang Songyuan also noticed this and immediately said:
"It's okay, Master, I'll just be here with you."
Ni Dehong waved his hand and said, "That's not necessary. It's still early. It only takes about ten minutes for you to walk down the mountain. You can go to the public market tomorrow if you want. I'll come see you the day after tomorrow."
Tang Songyuan no longer forced himself. With his current physical condition, the ten-minute journey was no longer a problem.
When he walked to the door of the temple, he looked back and saw that Ni Dehong was still standing silently in front of the tomb, not knowing what he was thinking.
At this time, he suddenly understood the reason why Ni Sisi was sometimes surly and even a little weird.
Halfway down the mountain, Tang Songyuan looked back again.
The temple is covered by lush mountains and forests, with many mountains but quiet and peaceful.
At this moment, a woman with ragged clothes, messy hair, and blood stains on her body suddenly jumped out of the woods on the dirt road.
She saw Tang Songyuan standing in the middle of the road, her eyes suddenly glowing,
He shouted urgently: "Help, brother, help, someone is trying to kidnap me!"
