Quick Wear: Give the Resentful Man a Home

Although the name of Zhenyufang sounds elegant, it is actually the most famous gambling stone place in City C, where exciting plots of one cut to heaven and one cut to hell are played out every day.

Duan Wu is a regular customer here, and among all the customers, he is considered to be one of the younger ones.

When I was in school, I had nothing to do and was brought by my bad friends to spend 2 yuan. By luck, I made a small profit of 70 yuan. From then on, I couldn't stop and became obsessed with playing with stones.

However, Duan Wu is not the kind of person who would bet all his wealth in one go. He would just cut a few pieces within his ability for fun, but more importantly, he enjoys the process of playing with stones.

Over the years, he lost six out of ten gambling games and didn't get rich, but he didn't end up behind bars as early as Cheng Jing expected.

However, Duan Jian was very dissatisfied with this. Seeing that his younger son was not behaving properly, Cheng Jing's advice turned into a tornado. For a while, there were conflicts between him and Duan Wu, and he had a very big prejudice against this son.

On the other hand, the eldest son, who is already the vice president of a company under the Ruan family at a young age, is even more popular with him.

Duan Wu walked into Zhenyufang and found that it was a renovated old and spacious factory. In the warehouse, where people were selecting stones, it was pitch dark and all depended on their eyesight with a flashlight. In the yard was the place for cutting stones. There were three machines in total and a group of people gathered around them.

"Hey, Brother Duan, are you here to inspect or get started today?"

A middle-aged man with an old-fashioned style and slicked back hair walked forward holding a teacup. He was a little fat and looked approachable with a smile on his face. However, he was Wang Fafu, the largest gambling stone dealer in City C.

It is said that his name was Wang Fa Hu in the past, but later on, gambling on stones felt that this name was not positive enough, so he changed it to Fu.

Sometimes Duan Wu had no money to play, so he just stood there and enjoyed the sight, and said that he was here to inspect.

Wang Fafu did not look down on this young man just because of his average strength.

On the contrary, at the age of 23, being able to lose six out of ten bets in this circle is an absolute talent.

He has always wanted to guide this young man. After all, a stone gambling master needs a successor after he reaches the age of sixty or seventy. However, this person's character is as important as his talent and needs to be carefully examined. Otherwise, it is common for him to embezzle and pass off fake goods as real ones.

"Brother Wang." Duan Wu picked a green flashlight from the shelf. He didn't care about anything else, just that it was auspicious. "I brought money today!"

Wang Fafu nodded with a smile, "Do you want to play with the old scumbag?"

The quality of old mines is far higher than that of new mines in terms of structural fineness and water quality, and the price is also several times higher.

Two hundred thousand can't buy anything good in this circle, but Duan Wu came to the shit field today specifically to get high-quality green jade. If he could get good water and green jade from poor quality materials, that would be a big increase, and only in this way could he make a profit.

Walking in the densely packed stone area with a flashlight, Duan Wu had an idea in his mind. In recent years, there has been less and less good green, so it is more realistic to bet on the water head.

After looking at a row of them, Duan Wu felt that the original owner was indeed talented. Anyone who bought these materials with a seven-digit price tag would cry to death in front of Bai Ling.

He went straight to the scrap pile at the back, where many of the large pieces had been cut and some leftover scraps. A thousand or eight hundred yuan was just for the novice to play with.

It’s a poor guy’s happy zone, with a fixed price based on size, you can pick whatever you want. Nothing great can be achieved without smoke coming out of your ancestral graves.

There is no shortage of good stuff in the scrap heap. The patina and gray-black skin of Moshisha can be seen, but it has been cut into pieces. If you don't know much, at first glance it looks no different from a rotten stone on the curb.

Duan Wu took a deep breath and decided that it was time to move on to technology.

【Xiao Ba, start! 】

008 quickly scanned the giant pile of stones in front of him and gave Duan Wu a sense of the internal situation of the stones. A bright and lustrous color caught his eye.

"Hiss, there is such an unlucky guy."

The huge stone that was cut three times contained a large piece of ice material. It was as big as a football. The amazing thing was that the person who cut the stone missed this corner perfectly with four consecutive cuts and directly treated it as waste.

These things are common in the gambling stone industry. After spending seven or eight million to buy the material, if you cut it three times and nothing comes out of it, you can basically take it away. Even if you take out some scraps, it will be of no use.

Therefore, it is not common for waste materials to turn green, but it is not a rare occurrence.

Duan Wu rubbed his hands in anticipation and called the workers to help him move the stone in the corner that had been torn so hard that its surface was no longer recognizable.

The porter also knew Duan Wu and looked at the young man in surprise.

I haven't seen you for a few days, and you're so lazy? Come to the scrap area to play?

Duan Wu paid the bill of twelve thousand and with a wave of his hand he had the stone carried to the stone-cutting area to queue up.

It was a busy time, with many people bustling about, most of them familiar faces. When they saw that it was Duan Wu, they greeted him one after another. After seeing the stone Duan Wu had chosen, they booed.

"Brother Duan, why are you getting further and further away from home the more you play? If you run out of money, I'll lend you some." The speaker was the owner of an antique shop, a third-generation rich man who had a yard in the center of C City.

"Boss Zhou, just tell me if this is a good material for Moshisha."

Zhou Liang walked in to observe and commented bluntly, "Moshisha is Moshisha, but you are too outrageous. You are almost betting on something that has opened your underwear?"

"I just think he has a good eye for me." Duan Wu stood among the group of middle-aged and elderly men, tall and handsome, like a sunny and cheerful boy. He patted his big stone and said, "You know what, when I saw it, I felt closer to it than to my own father."

In the business of gambling on stones, people believe in feelings and even more in metaphysics. The boss who is preparing to open the stone is now lighting incense.

Zhou Liang didn't want to discourage Duan Wu after he said that. It was just over 10,000 yuan. For people like them, they would pick it up even if it fell on the ground.

There are people who come to City C to travel and come in to pick out materials. Most of them are recycling waste materials for Boss Wang.

Duan Wu saw with his own eyes that Wang Fafu boasted highly of a stone that absolutely could not produce 1g of jadeite and sold it to a young man dressed in luxury goods.

Duan Wu covered his face and was too embarrassed to look. The guy was dressed like that and spoke with a foreign accent, with "come and rip me off" written all over his face.

However, there is no such thing as overcharging in the gambling stone circle. This is the material from the jade pit, and it’s all a matter of eyesight.

After waiting for half an hour, it was Duan Wu's turn. As soon as the stone was put up, the onlookers immediately burst into boos.

"No way, this material is against the law of heaven, and we still cut it?"

"If this material can be shipped, I will eat the skin."

"Boss Wang, you are so disrespectful. You are using this stone to fool our own people?"

Wang Fafu squeezed into the crowd with a smile on his face. He thought Duan Wu looked abnormal no matter how he looked at him. Although he was not optimistic in his heart, he was the boss. How could a businessman say that his customer's food was bad?

"You guys don't understand. When it comes to betting on water quality, who can compare with Mo Xisha's materials? The day before yesterday, I even found a piece of glutinous material among my special-price raw materials."

Duan Wu knew that he was just trying to sell melons, so he just smiled and didn't respond. He pointed to a spot and drew a circle with chalk.

"Master, just wipe here."

"Wow, why do you need to rub this material? Just cut it in the middle and it's done."

Duan Wu ignored the people in the crowd who were making noises, threw the chalk back into the box, leaned on the table in a rude manner, and lit a cigarette for himself, a little too strong.

Little Golden Monkey, eight yuan a box. Duan Wu was too embarrassed to greet Wang Fafu, so after half an hour, he was willing to change the cigarettes.

The master who prepares the materials only listens to the owner of the materials. When Duan Wu tells him to wipe it, he does not hesitate. He looks at the circled position, pours water on it and starts the machine.

Stone chips were flying everywhere. Many people had left this machine that did not offer any surprises and gathered elsewhere. Duan Wu flicked the ash from his cigarette. He knew the answer and was not panicked at all.