Donghai Province, Jiangnan City. The sky and the earth are dark and rainy.
In the "Chunfeng" pawn shop located on Shinan Antique Street, a young man in his twenties, with ragged clothes and black eyes, is holding a half-meter-square black stone in his hands, staring at it with a look in his eyes. Exuding the brilliance of hope.
"One sword is heaven, one sword is hell. Whether you can succeed or not depends entirely on you. If you prescribe jade, your mother will have money to treat her." Jin Buhuan muttered to himself, staring at the raw jade stone in front of him. This was his last hope.
Last week, Jin Buhuan, who worked in a pawn shop, suddenly received a call from his sister from the hospital. His mother suffered a cerebral hemorrhage and was sent to the hospital for rescue. She was rescued, but she was still unconscious in the intensive care unit. Jin Buhuan was waiting in a hurry. When they rushed to the hospital, their sister Jin Wushuang threw herself into her brother's arms and started crying. She was frightened by her mother's sudden serious illness.
Jin Buhuan comforted his sister and went to the attending doctor to ask about his mother's condition, "Sir, your mother needs to be hospitalized for observation. Whether she can wake up depends on the patient's willpower. It will cost a lot of money for treatment and recuperation. You go to the hall charge desk and hand over the money first." Jin Buhuan thanked the doctor.
Jin Buhuan took his sister to the hospital's payment hall. The cashier lady handed Jin Buhuan the payment bill. The ambulance fees and drug expenses totaled 38,000 yuan. Why so much? Jin Buhuan felt melancholy for a moment and handed the cashier the only 5,000 yuan he had, explaining that he would make up for the remaining medical expenses after a few days.
"Brother, what should I do? Our family doesn't have that much money right now! My mother is still waiting for treatment," her sister Jin Wushuang cried softly at the side.
"Don't worry, I'll figure it out. You go and wait outside to keep an eye on your mother. I'll be back as soon as I raise the money." Jin Buhuan comforted his sister. At this time, he was the backbone of the family and couldn't mess up the situation first.
Jin Buhuan had just started working for a month and did not have much savings. His sister Jin Wushuang was still in high school. Their father died of illness when Jin Buhuan was in junior high school. At that time, the burden of the family fell on her mother.
Over the years, my mother relied on doing odd jobs to pay her way through college. She was about to enjoy a happy life, but she never imagined that a serious illness would plunge the family into crisis again.
Jin Buhuan went to find his second uncle and aunt, and he had to kneel down to them, so he borrowed 2,000 yuan from each of them. He remembered what his second uncle said behind him before leaving: "If you don't change, I will pity you." Mother and son, you don’t have to pay back this money, and don’t come to us again in the future, we have no relationship whatsoever.”
After my father passed away, my second uncle's family and my aunt had no contact with my family. My mother had a strong personality and would not go to them if anything happened.
Jin Buhuan vowed in his heart that he must stand out in the future and not let anyone look down on him.
Jin Buhuan took the only 4,000 yuan in his hand, which was far from enough to cover the cost of his mother's treatment. He decided to take a gamble and went to the antique market to buy a piece of rough jadeite. While working in the antique street, he saw Many people become rich overnight by betting on stones.
As long as the jadeite is successfully prescribed, my mother's illness will be cured! This is his last hope! Jin Buhuan placed the rough stone on the jade cutting machine in the pawn shop, filled it with water, and prepared to cut the stone.
Accompanied by the sound of "stabbing", the cutting machine blade splashed with sparks, and the rough stone was divided bit by bit. Jin Buhuan stared nervously at the incision. When it was completely separated, the cut surface turned gray.
"It's broken. How could this happen?" Jin Buhuan looked at the rough stone cut into two pieces, his face turned pale, and he slumped on the ground weakly.
It's not dragon stone seed, imperial green, glass seed, or even the lowest-end bean seed. The idea of getting rich overnight was like a fire being extinguished by cold water at this moment, completely evaporated! Reality is always much crueler than dreams, and the goddess of luck does not wave to herself.
Thinking of his mother who was unconscious in the intensive care unit, and his sister who had been waiting for the money he raised to return, Jin Buhuan was despairing at this moment, on the verge of crying, staring at the gravel in front of him in a daze.
"You dare to gamble with stones? You don't even know how much you weigh." At this time, a voice came from behind. It was Zhao Donglai, the chief pawnbroker of "Chunfeng" Pawn Shop. He walked up to Jin Buhuan and used his feet to He kicked the broken pieces of rough stone that fell to the ground, glanced sideways at Jin Buhuan, and said mockingly: "Boy, you are still young. If you want to play stone appraisal, you have to go home and practice for a few years. Not everyone can play this game. Learn more, hum!"
From the day Jin Buhuan came to the "Chunfeng" pawn shop as an apprentice, Zhao Donglai disliked him and never taught Jin Buhuan any real things about pawn appraisal. However, Gao Wenbin, who came to the shop as an apprentice at the same time as Jin Buhuan, was very observant and flattering. Flattery, Zhao Donglai served Zhao Donglai in every aspect in terms of food, clothing, housing and transportation, and Zhao Donglai liked him deeply. He taught him some skills in identifying objects, and arranged for him to greet guests in the lobby, leaving him only to Jin Buhuan for the dirty work of pouring tea, pouring water, and cleaning. , tired work, and when he was in a bad mood, he would often scold Jin Buhuan, and even complained to the boss to fire him. However, the boss saw that Jin Buhuan was diligent and the store was always short of people, so he did not drive Jin Buhuan away.
On weekdays, Jin Buhuan always tolerates bullying when he is bullied. After all, it is not easy to find a good job. He also likes things like antique appraisal and stone gambling. But today, he was stimulated by the stone gambling and his crotch opening, and he also thought about his mother who lives in the hospital. , and Zhao Donglai's sarcastic words pierced Jin Buhuan's heart like a knife, making him so angry that he couldn't care less.
"What does my gambling stone have to do with you? I want you to mind your own business. Are you very idle?"
Jin Buhuan's eyes widened with anger, and he looked at Zhao Donglai unceremoniously.
"Good boy, your wings are strong today. Believe it or not, I will ask the boss to fire you today, otherwise I will leave. It depends on whether to keep you or me." Seeing that Jin Buhuan, who was usually bullied and kept silent, dared to refute him today, Zhao Donglai suddenly His face darkened and he threatened sternly.
Hearing what Zhao Donglai said, Jin Buhuan suddenly woke up and thought about his mother who was still living in the intensive care unit of the hospital. If he was fired, he would have no source of income and his mother's follow-up treatment would not be guaranteed. Jin Buhuan lowered his head and no longer dared to refute.
"Listen clearly to me. You are just an apprentice. You can only do odd jobs and know your identity." Seeing that Jin Buhuan remained silent, knowing that he had frightened him, Zhao Donglai snorted and hummed a ditty. Walked out of the pawn shop.
"Why? God, why are you doing this to me? It's not fair. The world is unkind and treats all things as stupid dogs." Jin Buhuan raised his head and roared loudly. When he was angry, he looked at the broken pieces of rough stone that fell on the ground and reached out to pick up a piece. , threw it to the ground with all its strength.
With a "snap", the gravel flew and shattered, and a piece of dark crystal fragments bounced up and flew straight towards Jin Buhuan's eyes.
"It's over! Now misfortunes come singly. Not only can't I raise the money for my mother's medical expenses, but will I also become blind?" Jin Buhuan suddenly felt panic in his heart.
A burst of heartbreaking pain suddenly came from his eyes. Jin Buhuan hurriedly covered his eyes with his hands. His eyes were dark, tears and sweat were pouring out, and the wailing sound echoed through the room. He almost fainted from the pain.
Not long after, as a coolness flowed into his eyes, the pain disappeared, and he could still feel the comfort and sadness all over his body. Jin Buhuan opened his eyes with a slight trembling. His eyes no longer hurt. He looked around the room, taking in a panoramic view of the room. He could clearly see the outline of a fly in the far corner. Jin Buhuan rubbed his eyes with his hands and looked at the antique plum vase on the shelf. The texture and color lace on it were clear, as if he was looking at it with a magnifying glass. Same.
Jin Buhuan was surprised and happy, and he continued to glance back and forth on the shelves.
"The Qing Dynasty lapis lazuli carved melon and butterfly snuff bottle, made of lapis lazuli, is of excellent stone quality, pure dark blue color, with slight gray and white patches, top quality, worth 30,000 yuan."
"The imitations of Tang Sancai from the late Qing Dynasty and the early Republic of China are too rough in texture, have thick walls, are hard at the junction of glaze colors, and have thick and sparse cracks on the glaze surface. They have no value for artistic research and cost more than three hundred yuan."
While Jin Buhuan was scanning the shelves, bursts of information were swirling around his mind. Could it be that he was a blessing in disguise, as he had gained superpowers through the fragments of the original stone. Not only could he see far and near objects, but he could also identify antiques at a glance.
Now that I have become successful, with this ability, I am still worried about not being able to make money. There is hope for my mother's illness. I am happy for money, and I can't wait to shout loudly to express my resentment.
At this moment, a voice reached Jin Buhuan's ears: "Jin Buhuan, this brat, dares to contradict me, let's see how I deal with you in the future." It was Zhao Donglai's voice.
"Hey", Zhao Donglai was not in the house. Jin Buhuan hurriedly looked through the door curtain and saw Zhao Donglai standing at the door of the pawn shop, his lips twitching, "Did I get the power of Shunfeng Ear? I'll be a good boy. I'll make a lot of money now." Sent”.
Jin Buhuan pricked up his ears and tested it again. He could even hear clearly the shouts of Wang Laoer from the North Street of Antique Street. "Don't miss it when you pass by. Genuine Yuan blue and white, no deception..." Jin Buhuan secretly sighed, It's still genuine. You, Wang Laoer, usually only use some imitations to deceive tourists from out of town. When have you ever sold genuine products?
Jin Buhuan looks forward to the future scene of sitting in a mansion and counting money...
