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"A gambling den?" Li Mingxuan and the others were so frightened that they couldn't move their legs.

Gambling dens and brothels are places only for spoiled brats. The city lord's mansion has issued an order prohibiting them. If someone goes there, they will surely incur the city lord's wrath, and the attendants will also be implicated.

But Lin Ping is a spoiled brat.

Thinking of this, Li Mingxuan suddenly understood, and even wanted to thank Lin Ping for his playboy nature. Besides, the city lord had publicly promised Lin Ping that he could go to the gambling den once a month, so it wasn't unreasonable.

"Young master, gambling dens are money pits. These few hundred taels of silver are probably..."

"Da Niu said with a long face."

Lin Ping understood the logic behind Da Niu's words. However, if he didn't win money at the gambling den, the remaining silver wouldn't be enough to monopolize the soap market in the entire Jiangcheng.

He can't be considered a complete spendthrift.

Furthermore, Master Ping smashed the jade horse, worth three hundred taels of silver, like a stone.

Is it really worth losing this little bit of money from gambling?

"Then we won't go?"

Lin Ping scratched his head, revealing an innocent smile.

He said this, but his eyes held a sharp, murderous glint.

Da Niu quickly took two steps back, trying to jump out of Lin Ping's attack range as much as possible, before nodding with difficulty and saying, "I'm not going!"

"I'll do as you say!" Lin Ping readily agreed.

They agreed? This seems... like a conspiracy!

Da Niu didn't believe Lin Ping would let this opportunity to go to the gambling den slip by; there was definitely a story behind the other man's radiant smile.

"Let's go to the gambling den then! I heard a new batch of stones arrived today!"

Lin Ping answered without hesitation.

poof...

The three of them felt their legs go weak and could not support their bodies.

The so-called gambling dens are places for gambling on stones. They are more thrilling and exciting than gambling, and it is also easier to lose everything. There is a saying that one cut can lead to heaven or one cut can lead to hell.

Although Lin Ping didn't care about national affairs, he was only concerned about the gambling den's activities and had been waiting for this batch of stones for a month.

Gambling dens are almost a must-go place for every spendthrift. If they lose, they won't be punished. After all, it would be abnormal for a spendthrift not to squander money. If they win, they will be praised by their parents, and they can squander money even more recklessly in the future.

Just as Li Mingxuan and the others were about to try their best to stop him, Lin Ping had already gone far away. As his followers, they could only rush after him and obediently follow behind.

Before long, the group arrived at the center of Xiangpu Street, the financial center of the entire Jiangcheng City. Money shops, gambling dens, and gambling houses lined the streets. The two rows of buildings on both sides of the street were all glazed tile facades with large gold-plated characters above the eaves. How magnificent! Ordinary people would at most pass by, take a quick look, and then hurry away.

Of course, they will also come to watch if there is a major event, such as when a new batch of jade stones arrived at the gambling house today, and the whole street was packed with people.

"Get out of the way, get out of the way!"

Li Mingxuan walked directly in front of Lin Ping, clearing the way while shouting loudly.

There aren't many people who are truly wealthy enough to gamble on stones; most ordinary people are just there to join in the fun. Seeing Lin Ping's imposing manner, they naturally have to make way for him.

After squeezing through the crowd, two huge doors stood before us, with the words "Jinmanlou Gambling House" written on the lintel. The area more than ten feet in front of the door was surrounded by shop assistants, and the common people could only crane their necks to look from the outside. Only the wealthy who could take out one hundred taels of silver were allowed to enter.

Jinmanlou is one of the three major money houses in Asia, with abundant financial resources. Even this gambling den belongs to Jinmanlou.

The gambling house's lobby was filled with raw jade for customers to buy and sell on a regular basis. However, today a lot of new goods had arrived, so they were displayed in the most conspicuous place outside the door, making it a small-scale trade fair.

All the wealthy merchants in Jiangcheng received invitations more than a month ago; they were simply a flyer to let them know about the event.

The invitation was quite effective, as it attracted dozens of people to the space, which was about ten feet square.

Lin Ping pulled out a hundred-tael silver note and waved it in front of the servant before he was allowed to enter.

Lin Ping immediately saw hundreds of pieces of raw jade of various sizes. The largest was the size of a water vat and weighed a thousand kilograms, while the smallest was only the size of an egg. Each piece was marked with a different price, ranging from a few taels of silver to several thousand taels of silver.

Dozens of wealthy merchants and young masters bent down and examined each stone intently, smacking their lips as they did so.

There's a saying in the jade gambling world: "Even a god can't judge the value of an inch of jade."

In other words, no matter how experienced you are or how successful you have been in the world of jade gambling, you may not be able to judge the quality of a stone.

This is similar to gambling; besides experience, luck is even more important, which is why it's called "stone gambling."

Clearly, no one was confident in dealing with these stones of varying sizes and shapes, which is why they were in a dilemma.

Lin Ping was also visiting the jade gambling market for the first time. He was a complete novice and didn't even know the quality of jade. He just glanced at it briefly.

"I'll buy all of these stones!"

A clear, crisp sound rang out, immediately drawing everyone's attention.

This man was dressed in white brocade, holding a silk folding fan, and wearing a palm-sized jade pendant at his waist; he was clearly a wealthy young man.

The stones he bought were no ordinary stones either; each was priced at over one hundred taels, and the five stones cost him a total of one thousand taels of silver.

These five stones are all about the size of a clay pot and have regular shapes, so there is a good chance that they contain green jade.

"Start with this one."

A wealthy young man handed a rough stone with a small window cut into it to a stone cutter. Looking through the window, he saw a green fluorescence inside, indicating that it would definitely contain green jade, but the size of the jade was uncertain.

In this era, there were no electric cutting machines. Stone cutters had to use sharp carving knives to chip away at the middle of the stone little by little. If no green came out, the stone would be split in two. If green came out, the stone would be chiseled along the edge of the jadeite.

Although the carving knife is not as fast as the cutting machine, the stone cutter's skills are superb, and it doesn't take long to cut a stone.

In a short while, the carving knife had already circled the stone, only showing a green light near the small window. With no other choice, it had to be split in two, resulting in only a palm-sized thin slice, which was completely unusable for making ornaments.

In other words, the rough jade that was sold for three hundred taels of silver went down the drain.

The other four stones were not spared either; beneath the green fluorescence on the surface, they were all grayish-white, and the little jadeite obtained was completely unusable for processing.

"Ugh……"

Everyone sighed for the man; a thousand taels of silver had vanished just like that, which was the equivalent of several decades' worth of expenses for many ordinary families.

This person was also somewhat frustrated, not because he lost money, but simply because he didn't experience the excitement of turning green.

"Young master, let's go back..." Dali said, tugging at Lin Ping's clothes with a mournful face. He couldn't just let those several hundred taels of silver disappear before he even had a chance to enjoy them.

Lin Ping ignored it and focused all his energy on his right eye, gradually increasing the X-ray intensity until he finally penetrated the outer layer of the first rough stone.

After a short while, Lin Ping shook his head, clearly not finding any jadeite inside the rough stone. To reduce the possibility of someone else buying the top-quality jadeite, Lin Ping sped up his inspection.

During this time, Lin Ping kept shaking his head. The chances of these stones turning green were extremely slim. Even if they did, they would either be of poor quality or small in size.

"Wait...this is..."

Just as Lin Ping was about to turn off his X-ray vision, he was almost blinded by a piece of stone.

This green is just too much...