Making you a son-in-law is not about making you conquer the world.

Any stones left over after Lin Ping's selection became a pile of waste stones, and no one would buy them anymore because they couldn't produce any green.

“My lord, this thousand taels of silver is a gift to you. Please be lenient and let me off this time.” Wan Yi calmed down a bit, took out a silver note of considerable value from his sleeve, and tried to secretly slip it to the other party.

"Boss Wan, what are you doing? What do you take me for?" Lin Ping deliberately raised his voice, making Wan Yi's face turn red.

He had thought Lin Ping loved money and understood human relationships, but today he was completely unconcerned about the thousand taels of silver, which made him look like a gentleman. On the contrary, he was the one who was narrow-minded.

"Do you think I, Lin Ping, am a beggar? This isn't over until you pay me 100,000 taels of silver!" Lin Ping replied shamelessly, hands on his hips and pouting.

I'm sorry, but it's not that I, Lin Ping, am against receiving gifts. It's just that your gift is a bit too little. I'm a handsome live streamer, and my appearance fee is very high. I'm afraid I won't be able to have a good ending without at least 100,000 or 200,000 taels of silver.

thump……

Wan Yi stumbled and fell to the ground, spitting out blood and foam from his mouth.

What does 100,000 taels of silver mean? Even if Wan Yi were the manager of a gambling house, he wouldn't earn more than a few thousand taels of silver a year.

For him, this was an astronomical figure.

"Let him buy it. I want to see just how capable this guy really is." A dignified middle-aged man strode in from outside the door, kicking Wan Yi with a look of utter disappointment.

After meeting this person, Wan Yi finally had a pillar of support. He was the real boss of Jinmanlou, and Wan Yi was just an employee. If anything went wrong, the boss would take responsibility.

"Boss, think twice before you act." Tian Duoduo stood by his side, bending over and constantly advising him.

This person is none other than Diao Mao, the same Diao Mao who was slapped in the face by Lin Ping a few days ago.

After that day, he pondered it repeatedly and finally concluded that Lin Ping did not have the ability to see through things. The reason he guessed the words inside the dice cup was entirely because he guessed Tian Duoduo's mind.

For this, Diao Mao even reprimanded Tian Duoduo, almost expelling him from Jinmanlou for the crime of having an affair with outsiders.

Therefore, Diao Mao wanted to get revenge, so he personally came to Jiangcheng Prefecture to wait for Lin Ping's provocation.

"Very well, since Boss Diao is willing to die, then I will grant your wish!" Lin Ping snorted coldly and walked straight towards a stone the size of a clay pot.

This stone has sharp edges and corners, and is entirely gray without a trace of green. It doesn't look like it could produce green at all.

"Wait! Wouldn't that be a bit boring?" Diao Mao said coldly. "Since it's a stone gambling game, why don't we increase the stakes!"

"Oh? How do you add it?" Lin Ping also became interested, inwardly cursing the other person as an idiot, the legendary "if you don't court death, you won't die".

"If this stone doesn't yield any green, you, Lin Ping, will have to kneel down and kowtow, shouting three times that you're a piece of trash!" Diao Mao said aggressively.

Being able to become the head of Jinmanlou proves that Diao Mao has some skills, at least he is very proficient in jade gambling and gambling. After professional analysis, he determined that the stone in Lin Ping's hands would not produce green jade, which is why he dared to increase the bet.

Lin Ping didn't mind being told "You're a piece of trash" three times, since in his opinion, Diao Mao was indeed a piece of trash. However, he couldn't accept the kneeling and kowtowing. After all, the Daye Dynasty had passed the era when kneeling was considered a form of sitting, and kneeling had become an insult to people, especially after the advent of Cheng-Zhu Neo-Confucianism, which made it even more despicable.

Kneeling down in public will not only make people talk behind your back, but may even get you spat on in front of them.

"What if it turns out green?" Lin Ping asked with interest, as if he were talking to a fool.

With his X-ray vision, he completely ignored the thin layer of stone. How could he not know the value of this stone?

"If it turns out green, I'll buy it at five times the price!" Diao Mao said, patting his chest, certain that Lin Ping would lose.

"It's a deal!" Lin Ping happily wanted to pinky swear with the other party, but then felt it was unnecessary. Under everyone's watchful eyes, he was certain that Diao Mao wouldn't dare to renege. For a businessman, reputation is the most important thing. Once you lose your reputation, no one will do business with you anymore, and the day when you have to close down is not far away.

"Boss, think it over!" Tian Duoduo knelt down with a thud, his heart bleeding. He knew what this stab meant; the small gambling den would probably go bankrupt ahead of schedule.

"You're just a piece of trash who boosts the morale of others." Diao Mao kicked Tian Duoduo away, and naturally didn't back down.

"Master, polish along this line, little by little." Lin Ping had drawn a line on the stone beforehand to avoid wasting time.

The stone cutter knew Lin Ping from the beginning and didn't dare to cut the jade carelessly, because he couldn't afford to pay for it if he damaged it.

The moment the sharp carving knife pierced through the stone coating, an overwhelming green light burst forth, turning the entire gambling den green.

"Imperial Green again!" The onlookers were dumbfounded. They had only seen Imperial Green twice in their lives, and both times it was from Lin Ping.

A dazzling green beam of light, like a sharp sword, pierced directly through Diao Mao's chest. It wasn't that he couldn't offer five times the price, but rather that he needed to reassess Lin Ping's strength.

Perhaps Lin Ping's eyes are truly flawed; in this case, gambling houses and betting parlors are nothing more than money-making machines to him, while Jin Manlou is a fat sheep waiting to be slaughtered.

"Hmph, don't think you can be so arrogant just because you found Imperial Green jade. After all, we haven't even seen the water yet, and we don't know the size of the jade. I'll offer ten thousand taels of silver to buy it." Diao Mao said, forcing himself to save face and hoping that Lin Ping would know when to stop.

Diao Mao promised Lin Ping five times the price. If the jade was not worth two thousand taels, Lin Ping should sell it now.

As the other party said, only a small piece of green has been cut out so far, and the quality and size are still unknown. If the entire piece of jade is just a thin slice the size of a palm, it will have no value.

"Keep going," Lin Ping said with a smile.

Not knowing the source of the water, not knowing its size? That's how you see it. I, Lin Ping, have been watching it closely for a long time.

If all of them are opened, they will be worth at least 10,000 taels of silver, and you, Diao Mao, will have to pay 50,000 taels of silver.

"You don't know what's good for you." Diao Mao's tone was icy, but his heart was pounding. After a series of events, he vaguely knew that Lin Ping had a good quality: he didn't lie.

He said if it could produce green jade, it could; and if he said the jade was valuable, it was valuable.

Thinking of this, Diao Mao broke out in a cold sweat. The other party seemed to have said that he would bankrupt Jinmanlou.

After a moment of worry, Diao Mao came to his senses. Although Jinmanlou had a considerable branch in Jiangcheng Prefecture, it was only a drop in the ocean. Lin Ping didn't have the ability to bring down the entire Jinmanlou, at least not in Yingtian Prefecture.

In other words, Yingtian Prefecture is Jin Manlou's territory, and Diao Mao actually hopes that Lin Ping will go there and walk into a trap. He can easily frame him and imprison him, since the prefect has a vested interest in Jin Manlou anyway.

As the molten jadeite continues to peel away, large patches of green are revealed. The translucent jadeite speaks volumes about its quality, and its fist-sized size indicates its value.

"Ice-grade jadeite, another ice-grade jadeite! The Prince Consort is truly amazing!" Besides being surprised, everyone was filled with admiration. If they hadn't thought that he only accepted those who had passed the imperial examinations as disciples, they probably would have already knelt down and kowtowed.

"This is worth at least ten thousand taels of silver." Among the onlookers were quite knowledgeable people. If Diao Mao hadn't previously said he would buy it at five times the price, this person would probably have raised the price even higher.

"No, no, no, I think it should be worth 12,000 taels. The quality of this jade seems to have surpassed that of 'ice jade'," an old man with a long beard argued, shaking his head.

As this person said, this is glass type, but since there is no glass in Wu Kingdom, it is not called that. However, it can be seen that it is different from ordinary ice type.

In this way, Diao Mao would have to pay Lin Ping 60,000 taels of silver, and he would have to pay out of his own pocket, since he was the one who took the initiative to add the prize money to Lin Ping's account, and it had nothing to do with Jin Manlou.

Diao Mao's mind went blank, buzzing, and even his breathing became disordered; this was even beyond the worst-case scenario he had anticipated.

"Boss Diao, will you be paying in cash or by scanning a QR code?" Lin Ping asked with a forced smile, pressuring Diao Mao to take out his money.

Diao Mao felt a wave of dizziness. With the help of Tian Duoduo and Wan Yi, he barely regained his senses. Beads of sweat the size of soybeans kept dripping down his face, and his two rows of teeth were clenched tightly, making a "squeaking" sound.

With everyone watching, he couldn't back out. Besides, this was the city lord's territory; if he didn't keep his promise, he would have a hard time leaving alive.

"Give me the money," Diao Mao said angrily, forcing out the words through gritted teeth.

Wan Yi hesitated for a long time. Even though gambling houses make money quickly, it's impossible to keep too much cash on hand. Plus, he was robbed by Lin Ping not long ago, so 60,000 taels of silver was really his limit.

If the money were paid in full at once, the gambling den wouldn't even have the funds to continue purchasing stones, a situation commonly known as a broken cash flow. Closure would be imminent.

However, Diao Mao was the head of Jinmanlou, holding a much higher position than him. If he openly refused, he would be forced to pack his bags and leave. Under immense pressure, Wan Yi could only reluctantly hand over 60,000 taels of silver notes to the other party.

"Mmm, it smells so good!" Lin Ping sucked hard on the scent emanating from the silver note, and even happily kissed it.

Sixty thousand taels of silver is no small sum. Even an ordinary wealthy merchant might not earn that much money in his entire life. Lin Ping had only bought a stone and said a few words.

After receiving the silver notes, Lin Ping did not leave. Instead, he took a brush and drew circles on several stones, shouting, "These stones all contain jade, everyone come and grab them!"

That's right, Lin Ping was talking about "grabbing". Since they know there's potential for profit here, Wan Yi naturally won't sell it easily. That's why Lin Ping used the word "grab".

Before these words had even finished, everyone's eyes lit up with a green light, even more dazzling than imperial green.

Next... Wan Yi was almost trampled into a meat pie. How could he possibly stop the poor man with his eyes gleaming with greed?

Wan Yi finally understood that Lin Ping was not only vindictive but also ruthless; his despicable methods were utterly shameless.

There's nothing we can do about it; Diao Mao offended them, and now he deeply regrets it.

In an instant, all the stones in the gambling den were looted, and even those that could not be mined for jade were not spared.

If you don't grab it, you're a fool. Who wouldn't grab something that's free? Even a stone wouldn't be spared; maybe it'll give birth to a baby if you put it on a warm bed.

"Boss, the gambling den is out of money..." Wan Yi lay on the ground and exhaled a breath of turbid air. Naturally, he hoped that Diao Mao could fill the vacancy for him after returning to headquarters, otherwise the gambling den would have no choice but to close down.

"Hmph, a mere 60,000 taels of silver has scared you like this? How can you do bigger business?" Diao Mao said coldly, implying that he wanted to promote the other party.

Wan Yi was overjoyed, his eyes gleaming with golden light, and he instantly understood a principle: it's good to take shelter under a big tree.

"Boss, you should go check out the gambling den." Tian Duoduo shook his head weakly. He had naturally seen Lin Ping enter the gambling den. This guy showed no mercy when it came to revenge; he wouldn't be satisfied until he had killed his enemy.

Sure enough, cheers and the sound of the dice-rolling master spitting blood came from the gambling den across the street.