Chapter 106: Strange Stones Curry Picks Strange Stones



She glanced at Chen Zhen and laughed.

"good!"

She definitely couldn’t go back to the street where Xunquxuan was, so she walked around again and happened to see some workers pouring stones on the ground.

Looking up, I saw the sign that read Qishiju.

Just as I was about to leave, I saw someone coming over with two signs and placing them on the piles of stones on the left and right.

On the larger stones, it was written, "One hundred yuan a piece."

It was not much bigger than an egg and it said, "50 Yuan for two yuan."

She perked up immediately.

"Is gambling on stones popular in Hong Kong now?"

Chen Zhen explained it to her.

"This is a way of playing that has become popular in the past few years. Buy the raw stone and try your luck. Whoever cuts out the better product at the lowest price is considered lucky."

She looked at the workers who were still piling up the hill of stones and spoke the truth in one sentence.

"It sounds like it's addictive."

Chen Zhen nodded, laughed and said, "These are all things that have been picked out by many people. It's basically impossible to find good ones."

It was something worth fifty or one hundred dollars, and she was itching to go and take a look.

Just after taking two steps, I heard Song Yi say, "If you want stones, let's go buy some better ones. This place is obviously a scam."

She smiled and reached out to push the person away.

"Don't you know that the more people try to stop me, the more I'm going to try?"

There was a flash of annoyance in Song Yi's eyes. Fang Zongtang had already walked around him to pick up stones.

Chen Zhen glanced at Song Yi and hurried to Fang Zongtang.

Zhang Xingzu murmured beside Song Yi: "Brother Song, isn't it just a few dozen dollars? My brother Zongtang likes to play, so just play." It's not like she has no money.

Zhang Xingzu didn't say what was in his mind.

After he said that, he quickly followed Brother Zongtang to pick up stones.

"Brother Zongtang, can you also pick stones?"

Fang Zongtang shook his head: "Even if my great grandfather wanted to teach me, he had nowhere to get stones!"

Zhang Xingzu was throwing stones for fun in a huff.

"They look like black coal balls. What good can they be? They are just good enough to fool little girls."

Zhang Xingzu had just muttered a few words when he was kicked.

"Go into the store and ask for a magnifying glass."

As Zhang Xingzu walked toward the store, he kept muttering, "Don't you know how to do it? Why do you need a magnifying glass?"

Chen Zhen looked at the person next to him without blinking. Seeing her pick up a stone, he also found a similar one.

Song Yi walked over, picked up a piece from the ground and moved closer.

"Buy this one, it's a little bigger."

She looked at what was in her hand, then at what was in Song Yi's hand.

For the same 50 bucks, it’s definitely better to buy the bigger one.

He threw away the stone in his hand and took the one handed to him by Song Yi.

"Brother Zongtang, bring the magnifying glass."

Not just one, but four.

The store is specially equipped for people who buy stones.

While Zhang Xingzu handed the magnifying glass to Song Yi and Chen Zhen, he said to Fang Zongtang, "Brother Zongtang, there are bigger and better ones inside. Why don't we go in and take a look?"

While looking at the stone through a magnifying glass, she asked, "How much is the stone inside?"

Zhang Xingzu said excitedly: "There are 500, 1,000, 20,000, 100,000, and even several hundred thousand."

She said calmly and decisively: "No, I like to buy cheap ones!"

Song Yi couldn't help but chuckle.

She picked out four stones from the ones that cost 50 yuan each and two from the ones that cost 100 yuan each, brought them into the store and asked how much it would cost to cut them into pieces.

The shop owner held up the bowl, glanced at the stone in her hand, and said nonchalantly: "One hundred yuan for one cut, two hundred yuan for two cuts, and one cut is free for three cuts. I only charge two yuan for cutting something, but you have to give a red envelope of three hundred yuan."

You don’t know until you ask. You’ll be shocked when you ask.

The big profit is not from the stone, but from cutting it.


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