The fortune teller who set up a stall became the first strategist of the Republic of China

Wang Ruyi brought Gao Qingqiu to the gambling stone venue.

There was a young man named Qin Baozi, the ninth son of the owner of the Yunjian Shipping Company.

He is arrogant and looks down on many people.

He pursued Wang Ruyi but was rejected.

When he saw Wang Ruyi and Gao Qingqiu walking into the venue, he came over and said sarcastically, "Hey, who did Miss Wang bring here?"

"My friend is a Feng Shui master, much better than you." Wang Ruyi said.

Gao Qingqiu whispered in her ear, "People like him are trash. They only consume your energy. Ignore him."

Wang Ruyi rolled her eyes and didn't want to talk to Qin Baozi anymore.

But Qin Baozi said, "What Feng Shui master? I've seen him before. He's just a fortune teller on the street!"

"You--" Wang Ruyi wanted to curse, but held back.

After Wang Ruyi and Gao Qingqiu sat down, they looked back and saw Qin Baozi sitting behind them.

A few minutes later, the host announced, "Now the stone gambling begins. There are three rough stones on the stage, from Myanmar. Each stone has a serial number attached. Please bid freely!"

The guests in the audience were talking about it.

Qin Baozi climbed onto Wang Ruyi's shoulder and asked, "Which one do you choose?"

"It's none of your business." Wang Ruyi twisted her body and shook off Qin Baozi's hand.

Gao Qingqiu decided to play a trick on Qin Baozi, "Which one do you want to buy?"

"Which one should I buy? Let me tell you, I'll choose raw stone No. 1. Humph!" Qin Baozi was very conceited.

Gao Qingqiu smiled and said, "Master Qin, only the No. 3 rough stone contains jadeite."

"You fortune teller, why don't you calculate your own miserable fate? And yet you come to teach me how to do things?" Qin Baozi leaned back in his chair, folding his hands across his chest.

"Now bidding on rough diamond number 1, starting at 100 yuan."

At this time, someone called out:

"Three dollars."

"Three dollars."

"Three dollars."

"Three dollars."

Qin Baozi held up five fingers and said, "I'll give you 500 yuan!"

The host glanced at the guests and asked, "Anyone else bid?"

Seconds later, the host yelled, "Deal."

Qin Baozi wanted to show off, so he said, "Cut it open on the spot and let everyone see my taste!"

Soon, a cutter came and cut open a piece of raw stone No. 1, but found a gray stone inside.

Qin Baozi's heart contracted sharply and he almost died of a myocardial infarction.

"Keep cutting."

The cutter cut four or five times in a row, turning the entire piece of raw stone into stone, but not a single piece of jade was seen.

Qin Baozi's legs went weak and he returned to his seat.

Gao Qingqiu looked back at him and said, "I told you to choose number 3, but you didn't listen. Now you're suffering the consequences."

Qin Baozi still refused to give in. "You're a fortune teller, what do you know?"

Then, the host announced the start of the auction for the second rough stone.

After a lot of hustle and bustle, Qin Baozi bought the raw stone for 600 taels of silver.

It was also cut open on the spot.

There are some jades in this raw stone, but not much, and it is only worth about a hundred dollars.

Qin Baozi lost all his face here.

But he was unwilling to give up and wanted to see Wang Ruyi make a fool of herself.

Soon, the host announced the start of the auction for the third rough stone.

Qin Baozi muttered quietly, "I can't even choose correctly. You want to buy jade? It's impossible."

Wang Ruyi couldn't help it and turned around and said, "We can choose the right one!"

After several rounds of "competition", Wang Ruyi finally bought the No. 3 rough stone for 520 yuan.

"Cut it open and take a look." Wang Ruyi stood up and said to the cutter.