Guardian: My eyes can distinguish all things

Jiang Cheng looked at the strange behavior of the old Taoist priest, and his heart became more and more vigilant.

This black stone was given to Wen Yao by Chen Tong, and because of his eye ability, he happened to see the problem with this stone.

I also accidentally stumbled into it somehow, removing the green gas contained in the stone.

But looking at the appearance of this old Taoist priest, it is obvious that he knows this stone.

Could it be that the person who made this stealing stone has something to do with

this old Taoist priest?" "Does the Taoist know this stone?"

After thinking for a moment, he struggled to pull out the hand that was held by the old Taoist priest and tried to ask.

The old Taoist priest seemed to feel that he had acted too aggressively, and he was a little embarrassed for a while, and he coughed a few times and smiled at Jiang Cheng.

Said sincerely: "Little brother, I'm sorry, this stone involves the secret of my master's sect, you can't just say it to others, little brother, please forgive me, but you can rest assured that Poor Dao is definitely not a bad person!" Jiang

Cheng squinted his eyes

, and became more and more curious about the old Taoist! The old Taoist priest said: "I don't know little brother, where did you get this stone? Please tell the little brother the truth, and the poor Dao will be thanked!"

Jiang Cheng pondered for a moment, looking at the old Taoist priest's chubby and sincere words, and felt that the old Taoist priest didn't seem to be a bad person.

And there was nothing to hide in this matter, so he told

Wen Yao about it! However, he didn't mention that he saw the problem of the stone, he only said that he liked it, and Wen Yao gave it to him!

After hearing this, the old Taoist priest's whole face darkened.

He muttered, "This beast is so harmful!"

and then began to look at the black stone, and after a moment he sighed softly.

"Huh! No, why is it gone? Could it be broken?"

Although the voice was small, Jiang Cheng stood close and could hear it clearly.

Now Jiang Cheng can hear it, this old Taoist priest really knows the person who made this stone.

I couldn't help asking: "Does the Daoist know the function of this stone?" The

old Taoist priest hesitated for a moment, then leaned over to Jiang Cheng and whispered: "Little brother, I can only tell you that this stone is generally buried in the Yin Mansion to absorb fortune, and I can't tell you anything else!

Poor Dao just earned 1.3 million, there is no more

money, all of it is transferred to the little brother, how about returning the rest of the money to the little brother after the poor Dao earns it?" Jiang Cheng was also shocked, it turned out that this stone turned out to be something used by the dead, and the things of the dead were used on the living, this Chen Tong was really vicious!

How could he not hear the kindness in the old Taoist's words.

When others heard that it was something used by the dead, they had long avoided it, but the old Taoist priest would rather spend money on this stone than use this argument to deceive.

It shows that the old Taoist priest is not a bad person, but very kind.

As for the relationship between the old Taoist priest and the person who made the stealing stones, Jiang Cheng didn't want to know.

Nor did he expect to make a fortune on this stone.

Now that the green gas is gone, it has no effect on Wen Yao, and it is something used by the dead, so he is also unlucky.

If the old Taoist priest wants it, then give it to him!

So Jiang Cheng smiled and waved his hand, and put the black stone directly into the old Taoist priest's hand.

"Dao Chief, this stone was also given by someone else, and it didn't cost money, if Dao Chang likes it, take it!" As

soon as he heard this, the old Taoist priest's head shook like a rattle, and he said that he would transfer the 1.3 million he had just earned to Jiang Cheng, and he asked Jiang Cheng for his phone number, saying that he would definitely pay back the money he owed after earning money.

After saying that, he took the stone and hurried away.

Although Jiang Cheng was a little curious, he didn't ask much.

Looking at the 1.3 million that had just arrived, I couldn't laugh or cry.

The purpose of his visit today was to choose the rough stone, but he didn't expect that there would be an unexpected joy.

It's a little inexplicable.

Murong Xue looked at the old Taoist priest who had left in a hurry with complicated eyes, and she was also full of curiosity.

The fox said suspiciously: "Jiang Cheng, what kind of stone are you, why is it so valuable?" Jiang Cheng

naturally wouldn't explain anything to her, only said that it was given by Wen Yao!

Murong Xue was thoughtful and didn't speak.

Jiang Cheng naturally ignored her, walked straight to Hu Hai, and said that he wanted to see the material.

Hu Hai sold dozens of rough stones, and he was happy, so he let Jiang Cheng choose by himself, and told him that he was done.

Jiang Cheng nodded, and he was not polite, so he walked around the warehouse.

Murong Xue also carefully selected, but she didn't dare to go too far away from Jiang Cheng.

She was afraid that she would faint again for some reason.

Jiang Cheng wandered around for a long time, only looking at each stone for four or five seconds, only looking at the value, and did not choose to see through the inside of the stone.

When I came to Jiangcheng, I found that the use of perspective consumes too much mental power, and sometimes there is a tingling and dizziness in the eyes, but the function of seeing through the value can be used flexibly.

There are too many raw stones here, and perspective has no meaning, and even if he can see through, he can't see the quality of jadeite, and it is not as good as the value.

However, he turned around for a long time, and did not find any raw stone of much value.

The eyes show that the highest piece is worth more than 200,000.

It's a pity to discard it.

He was even less interested.

There's no need to bother with such worthless material.

However, among the dozens of materials sold by Hu Hai before, there were two good materials, one worth 980,000 yuan and one worth 1.08 million yuan.

However, these two pieces of good material were bought by others, and Jiang Cheng was not interested in spending a lot of money to buy them back from others.

He didn't have his own jadeite processing factory, nor did he have a special carving master, and he didn't have a channel to sell it.

He was going to pick up a few spills, and he didn't miss anything at all.

I wondered if I should go to a large-scale public rough auction to have a look.

On the other hand, Murong Xue was very interested in choosing the original stone, and after a while, she had already selected several pieces of material.

And it looks very pleasant.

Jiang Cheng glanced at it, and the three pieces that Murong Xue chose were all scraps.

However, Jiang Cheng was not interested in reminding Murong Xue that she was going to spend money on the water, so let

her buy it! Murong Xue saw that Jiang Cheng didn't buy a single one, and said with some curiosity: "Hey, didn't you say that you came to buy the original stone? Why don't you choose a single one?" Jiang Cheng smiled: "I didn't like it, can't I?" Murong Xue

glanced

at Jiang Cheng and beckoned Hu Hai to give her a stone.

Twenty minutes later, Murong Xue looked at her three pieces of waste, and her face turned green.

She spent more than 200,000 yuan, but there was no good material, it was all waste.

If only that, she wouldn't be so angry, the key is that there are a lot of calcite stones on the side, and there are all rising when they are cut, and one of them also cut out a piece of yellow jade, which was sold for 1.2 million?

How can someone else cut out a good thing, and what she cuts out is scrap?

Wang Hao kept comforting Murong Xue on the side, saying that gambling stones are like this, and asked her not to take it to heart.

Jiang Cheng sneered inwardly, but on the surface, the wind was light.

He had already seen Murong Xue's ending clearly.

Murong Xue turned to stare at Jiang Cheng, her brows twisted into a ball.

"Hey, didn't you see something a long time ago?"

Jiang Cheng shrugged his shoulders and showed his innocence.

"Don't talk nonsense, what can I see? I just want to keep the money to go to the public auction for a few dollars.

When Murong Xue heard this, she instantly came to her senses.

Qiao Shengsheng asked, "You want to go to the auction?"

Jiang Cheng nodded: "The materials from these private fields are basically the slag materials left over from Yemuxi, what good materials can there be? The real good goods are in the flour country or at the public auction!"

"What is Muxi?" Murong Xue frowned.

Jiang Cheng was a little speechless: "You are also the eldest lady of Tiansheng Group? Your father didn't tell you? The so-called Yemuxi is the Chinese language of flour, that is, the mining workers at the lowest level in the flour country."

Jiang Cheng said in another serious book: "The materials with good quality produced in the general old pit are basically picked up by the government or related businessmen, either into the public auction, or into the private market of those businessmen.

The remaining materials from the original stone mine will be picked up by Yemuxi, and they will go around to the Ruili jade market.

The so-called gambling stones in the Ruili jade market you see are not gambling stones at all, in the eyes of the rich, they are just petty fights, no different from playing in the water, even if they may occasionally open good materials, it is really shit luck!"

Murong Xue was more and more surprised the more she listened!

She studied jewelry design, but she didn't know much about the original jadeite.

What Jiang Cheng said can be regarded as giving her knowledge.

But then Murong Xue frowned again: "You mean, there is no good material in the jade trading market?" Jiang

Cheng was a little speechless: "Who said no, as long as there is white mist and skin material, you can gamble on stones, just say that the shipment rate of good material is not high

!" "Then what are you waiting for? Hurry up to the auction!"

Murong Xue pulled Jiang Cheng and walked out the door.