Ranguang Treasure Mirror

Yang Daoru took out a cigarette, scattered around, and a group of people gathered together to smoke.

After smoking a cigarette, Yang Daoru threw the cigarette butt on the ground and crushed it with his feet.

"Old Zhao, what are you talking about?" Yang Daoru scolded angrily, "Everyone knows that Youjia's materials are directly dragged from the mining area..."

He didn't say the latter words, the subtext - there is no deceit?

Youjia has a very good reputation, cheap and good quality.

Zhao Hui's lips moved, but he didn't speak after all.

"Old Zhao!" Yang Daoru pulled him aside and asked in a low voice, "Did you hear something?"

"It's nothing, I just vaguely heard from Lao Mian that this time, Youzhong, the third son of the You family, got a batch of goods and put them in it." Zhao Hui said in a low voice, "Your third daughter, you are really amazing. !"

Afterwards, he couldn't help but sneer.

The worst thing he can see is bullying others.

Yang Daoru nodded, and said, "What the hell, I've heard about You Laosan's incident, it's really a rat droppings, ruining a pot of porridge."

"I'm also unlucky, fuck!"

After scolding, Yang Daoru felt a little better, but when he turned around and saw the huge piece of jade wool, he was depressed again, what should we do with this big stone?

Still stone?

In other words, is there still a need for calculus?

"Cut again?" Zhao Hui suggested, "Look at how much green there is, and you can get back a little after cutting it out."

"Okay!" Yang Daoru nodded, greeted the shop assistant immediately, and cut again.

Just as he judged, it was a piece of fake jade wool. The green that could be seen on the surface was actually pasted on the skin, that is, just a little bit, and the second knife cut the same by two centimeters. I can't see a little bit of green, and even the cut surface is not very good-looking, a little rough.

Yang Daoru shook his head and asked, "Is there anyone else interested in this material?"

The few onlookers had already run away, and the people who gambled on stones were more distracted. In the stone betting market, the fake jadeite wool was like a pile of shit. Such a bad smell.

"Uncle, there's still such a big piece!" Zhou Xiru had already run back from the bathroom, saw it, stretched out his hand to stroke it, and asked, "No more cutting?"

Yang Daoru froze for a moment, shook his head and sighed: "Little girl, you don't know, this is a piece of fake jadeite wool, there is no need to cut it again."

"Oh?" Zhou Xiru nodded, stretched out his hand to touch the sliced ​​noodle he cut just now, and sighed, "This green is really good!"

"Yeah, but if you eat all this green, uncle will be soaring today, but—" After that, Yang Daoru didn't know what to say.

Moreover, there was an indescribable irritability in his heart.

"Uncle, how much do you want to sell?" Zhou Xiru touched the remaining half of the boulder again and asked.

"Eh?" Yang Daoru was a little surprised and asked, "You want it?"

"Hmm..." Zhou Xiru nodded and said, "The sand is very fine and the stone material is excellent. I just bought a villa, and the entrance is still empty."

"Of course, that's not the point. The point is—someone named my villa Fusang Mountain Residence, but there was no plaque written on it."

While talking, she gestured, and said, "Treat the surface a little bit, put it at the door, and write - Fusang Mountain Residence. Doesn't that make you feel special?"

Yang Daoru listened to her gesticulating and talking in a daze, and Zhou Xiru even took a fountain pen that was discarded on the ground by someone, and directly wrote the four characters "Fusang Mountain Residence" on the stone.

He found that this girl could write very well.

Yang Daoru thought for a while, and then said: "Little girl, if you are going to buy an ordinary stone to make a plaque, they will write the words for you, finish it, and send it over. It is estimated that tens of thousands of dollars can be done."

"But, this piece—I want to sell it for 100 million!"

He felt that he was just bullying people. As far as his current piece of fake jadeite wool can only be sold as a scrap wheel, it can be sold for about 20 yuan at most, and the asking price is 100 million yuan, purely because this girl has just been gambling. Ordered three pieces.

"Uncle, let me think about it." Zhou Xiru sat down on that big rock, resting her chin, with a bright and sad 45-degree angle. That's not counting, she was still muttering...

"Hey, what is she going to do?" Zhao Hui asked Xu Zhili in a low voice.

Xu Zhijie shook his head and said, "Everyone in my family says that my EQ has fed the cat... how do I understand?"

After Zhou Xiru hesitated for about a minute, she patted her butt, stood up from the big rock, and asked, "Xu Zhiyu, does our family have a warehouse to receive goods?"

"I don't know!" Xu Zhijie said honestly.

Theoretically, there should be, but he has never asked about this kind of thing, how did he know?

"How much does it cost to ship it back?" Zhou Xiru calculated with his fingers, feeling that it was not worth it, and sighed, "Uncle, 100 million, I won't pay you back the price, hey..."

Seeing her tangled face, for some reason, Yang Daoru suddenly laughed and said, "Little girl, I sent you my account number, transfer the money to me, the big stone is yours, you can do whatever you want."

"Why do you have my WeChat?" Zhou Xiru was a little confused.

"Just added!" Yang Daoru laughed.

"Oh?" Zhou Xiru nodded. Many people added her on WeChat just now, but she couldn't match people and WeChat.

After opening WeChat and asking Yang Daoru for confirmation, she transferred 100 million to him, and a person next to him suddenly sneered: "I have never seen such a fool, and I still buy a piece of fake material?"

Zhou Xiru looked up, and saw a woman leaving after speaking.

Yang Daoru's face was extremely ugly, and he cursed angrily: "I really hit a ghost today, why don't you go, look, I won't beat you up all over the place!"

Where would a woman dare to stay?left early.

"Uncle Zhao, who is that person?" Zhou Xiru asked.

"I don't know him. I think he is a small jade merchant here in Jieyang?" Zhao Hui sneered, "I have never seen such a person."

As he spoke, he comforted Yang Daoru a few more words.

Zhou Xiru knew very well that this woman must belong to You Jinnian, and she just came here to make things difficult for her.

However, while she was laughing at her, she also offended Yang Daoru.

"Uncle, those who play stone gambling, if you haven't hit your eyes before, would you have the nerve to go out and say hello?" Zhou Xiru smiled, "I've lost my bet, just keep your hands tighter, be more careful next time, don't take it personally. "

Yang Daoru nodded, it makes sense!

"Ah Ru, shall we ship it back?" Xu Zhixuan hurriedly said, "Shall I ask Zhao Si to call the logistics company to come and pick up the goods?"

"No need!" Zhou Xiru sighed, and said, "I was planning to ship it back, but now I've been rejected by others. Forget it, let's take a look, and Uncle Yang won't give us free shipping."

When Xu Zhijie heard her say "we", he immediately smiled, nodded repeatedly, and said, "Ah Ru, can I cut it? I want to try that big machine!"

"Okay!" Zhou Xiru laughed, "Let Brother Sinan teach you!"

The big rock was fixed on the rock breaker again, and under Sinan's guidance, Xu Zhixuan looked at Zhou Xiru eagerly.

Zhou Xiru smiled and said, "Cut a knife on the mountain!"