Being tortured by her whole family, she no longer pretends to be a real daughter!

The purchasing manager also observed and said, "Most of the people buying stones at these stalls are from other places, but there seem to be locals as well."

"Don't the locals understand the ins and outs of this? Why are they so foolish as to send money over there?"

"It's not that the locals don't understand, they just want to try their luck," said Mr. Huang. "Although the quality of these stones isn't great, there are still some that yield good quality. Last year, a tourist bought a stone from a stall, and it turned out to be Imperial Green. The tourist became rich overnight!"

“So no one can guarantee a 100% chance of winning when gambling on stones. Even if a stone is eliminated by the market, it is possible to find a top-quality one.”

"Some locals also like to gamble on stones at these stalls. Some win, while others lose everything."

"The only ones who can guarantee a 100% chance of success are probably those people in Beihanzhou who possess the ability to appraise treasures. However, since the early 19th century, those people have disappeared from the rough stone market..."

As they were talking, they passed by a stone stall.

There were more people in front of the stone stall than the other stalls, and the stones on the stall were also larger.

Huang Lao took a look and nodded, "The stones on this stall look better than the others!"

Of course, it is also more expensive.

The stones are all clearly marked with prices, some are 10,000, some are 20,000, some are 30,000, and some are 100,000.

They come in different sizes, colors, and shapes.

Most of the people around this stall are local Burmese.

Huang Lao took a closer look at the owner's face and said in surprise, "No wonder there are so many people gathered around. It turns out the stall owner is Mr. Shi! He's the one who opened the Imperial Green from that tourist last year!"

There are very few bosses who really deal in large quantities of raw stones on this street. Boss Shi is the only one among them. However, since he can produce imperial green stones on the tourist street, his reputation is naturally well-known. Therefore, many local people come here to try their luck with him.

A fat man is picking stones.

The fat man picked out seven stones from the stall and shouted, "I want all of these!"

The stall owner took a look and said, "Five of them are worth 50,000, and two of them are worth 100,000. That's a total of 450,000!"

The fat man took out his phone and transferred money, "I'll transfer one, and you open one!"

"it is good."

Open on site.

So more people came to watch the fun.

Everyone wants to see what the final result of the 450,000 yuan will be.

After receiving 50,000 yuan, the boss immediately asked the master to start cutting.

The master was quick and decisive, cutting with one stroke!

All white, nothing...

The fat man frowned slightly, but he was not too discouraged. After all, it was normal not to be able to open it.

He pointed to the second piece and said, "Open this one!"

Then he transferred another 50,000 yuan to the boss.

The cutter cut again.

There is nothing again.

The third piece...is still white.

The fourth piece, again, had nothing.

When they got here, the onlookers had already started talking.

"Tsk tsk, two hundred thousand dollars went down the drain in just ten minutes!"

"This gambling on stones is really unbelievable, it's such a rip-off! Why spend two hundred thousand on such a scam?"

"How miserable."

"It's better not to touch this thing. How is it different from gambling? You will lose everything."

"..."

The fat man looked at the remaining 250,000 yuan in his bank card and felt a little depressed.

I threw out half of the money, but didn't even hear a sound.

There are three stones left.

He gritted his teeth, wiped the sweat from his forehead, pointed at the fifth stone and said, "Keep going."

After saying that, another 50,000 was transferred.

Under everyone's expectant gaze, the fifth stone was opened, but still nothing was found.

The fat man's eyes flashed and he almost lost his balance.

In a blink of an eye, only two stones worth one hundred thousand were left.

The cutter had already taken one of the stones and put it under the knife, waiting for the fat man to transfer the money.

The fat man hesitated for a moment, but still transferred the 100,000 yuan.

A stone worth one hundred thousand is more expensive than the ones mentioned above, and it is certain that you can produce jadeite!

Everyone's attention was focused on the 100,000-yuan stone.

Lin Yusheng squatted in the corner, picked up the scraps thrown on the ground, closed his eyes, and felt them carefully.

She was very sure that there was internal strength in her body.

Many times, it was this strange power that allowed her to burst out with strength and speed beyond the reach of ordinary people. Although her master never told her what this power was, she could roughly guess it through the books she read and what Lu Jingxiao told her. This was the foundation of ancient martial artists, internal strength.

Lu Jingxiao said that people with profound inner strength can use their inner strength to feel the inside of an object through its appearance. It is precisely for this reason that such people have the ability to appraise treasures.

She had never tried it before and wasn't sure if her internal strength was that strong.

So she held the stones, trying to channel the strength in her body as much as possible, to feel.

But she felt nothing...

Lin Yusheng touched another stone, but still felt nothing.

She touched all the cut stones one by one, but still found nothing.

Lin Yusheng threw the stone aside speechlessly.

It seems that she was overthinking it. She was not strong enough to do that.

Just then, a sigh came from the crowd.

"Tsk tsk! There's nothing again, what a loss!"

Everyone looked at the fat man with sympathy.

"Why did you choose to gamble on stones when you could do something else? Now you have nothing left, right?"

"Looking at the way he's dressed, he doesn't look like a wealthy person. He actually spent 450,000 yuan gambling on stones. He's really crazy. In my opinion, this kind of thing is just for fun. Don't get addicted to it. Otherwise, you will lose everything and your family will be destroyed!"

The fat man's face was pale and beads of sweat the size of beans appeared on his forehead.

Even the craftsman in charge of cutting was sighing, "Your luck is terrible! Six stones, and there's not a single bit of green! I've never seen anything as dark as yours."

The probability of getting jadeite is actually not low. After all, the price is there. Even if you don’t get glass-type or imperial green, you can occasionally get some ice-type, and at worst you can get some other greens.

This is the first time that several stones have no green at all.

"As the saying goes, everything has its limits, and good times will come after bad times. Fatty, maybe this last piece is a good stone!" the boss comforted.

As he said that, he handed the last stone worth one hundred thousand to the master.

The chef took it and prepared to cut it.

The fat man watched the master's movements nervously, and suddenly shouted, "No more!"

"I don't want this last stone!"

There is no jade at all!

There was not a single green spot left after all the gains, and he had already lost $350,000. This $100,000 was his last fortune, and he couldn't lose it anymore!

As soon as he said this, Boss Shi and the cutter looked at him, "Don't want it anymore?"

"Yes! I don't want it anymore!" said the fat man. "This stone hasn't been opened yet, so it doesn't belong to me!"

Boss Shi was speechless. "Although the stone hasn't been opened yet, you just said you wanted this stone..."

"I don't want it now, is it okay?" the fat man said confidently, "This is the last hundred thousand I have left, I can't afford to lose it! I don't want the stone anymore, it's unopened anyway, whoever wants to buy it can buy it!"

Boss Shi frowned, but there was no reason to force the sale. The other party didn't want to buy it, and he couldn't force him, so he had to take the stone out from under the knife and throw it back into the pile of stones.

Lin Yusheng walked over and picked up the stone. Suddenly, her eyes paused.

She could feel that this stone was different from the ones she had touched before. When she slowly channeled the power in her body into it, she felt a strange sense of transparency.

So this is... the way those talented people in Beihanzhou appraise stones?