At this time, Zhou Jinyao was not ready to live his life anymore. When people get excited, they tend to talk nonsense. So, he shouted excitedly: "Chief Chen, we still have a piece of Chicken Blood King. Are you interested?"
"Chicken Blood King?"
Everyone at the scene had this in their mind: ????
Chen Xia also said: ????
Director Li: ???
"The Chicken Blood King, that's the one that was dug out in 1956. It was stored in the commune's storehouse. We were preparing it for National Day. But when we were digging it out, a mining accident happened, killing more than 10 people. Everyone thought it was unlucky, so they hid it away."
After hearing what Old Man Zhou said, several older commune cadres in the warehouse remembered that it was Director Li who didn't know what was going on because he had not yet come to work in Shangxi Commune.
But knowing or not is one thing, now he just knows that the bloodstone can be sold for money,
"Then hurry up and get it! Show it to Section Chief Chen. If he likes it, he can buy it, right?"
After everyone found this piece of "Chicken Blood King" in the corner of a warehouse in the commune, a large group of people carried it out to the open air with great effort. Old man Zhou filled a basin of water and carefully scrubbed it with his hands.
Even without waxing or polishing, this bright red stone still sparkled under the natural sunlight, so bright that Chen Xia was a little stunned. Now even he found it beautiful.
Old Man Zhou quickly introduced: "Section Chief Chen, leaders, please look, we measured this stone body back then. It is 51 cm high, 34.5 cm wide, and 24.7 cm thick. The stone texture is dark gray and transparent ox horn frozen ground.
The blood is bright red and concentrated into pieces, glittering and glistening, dripping into the stone. It can definitely be called the King of Chicken Blood. What a pity that it crushed so many miners when it appeared in the world. Otherwise, it would be an auspicious sign now and would not be left unattended until today."
Most of the people in the countryside were superstitious. When they heard that this stone was obtained at the cost of more than ten lives, they all stepped back. When they looked at the bright red color of the Chicken Blood King, it felt as scary as the blood of miners.
Others are afraid, but Chen Xia is not. Ghost? Have you ever seen a water ghost?
At this moment, there was only one voice in his mind:
"If I buy it, this stone will sell for hundreds of millions in the future. It has the character 'Chen' written backwards. Even if I don't sell it, if I put it in the Caiyunzhinan jewelry store, it will definitely be a magical artifact to protect the house."
"Hey, this Chicken Blood King, Director Li, how much are you going to sell it for?"
At this time, Director Li was shameless. Without even asking Zhou Jinyao, he closed his eyes and said, "Chief Chen, since you like it, I'll give you a discount, 1,000 yuan."
Several commune cadres nearby covered their faces, thinking that their director was too shameless. He asked for two years' salary from someone for a piece of stone that was used to hold down the warehouse. Only a fool would ask for that.
As a result, Chen Xia didn't even raise his eyelids.
"Gu Lin, pay the money. Wei Hongxing, you guys come here and help me carry it to the car immediately. Ouch, be careful, don't bump into it. Bai Yunjun, if you keep being so careless, I'll slap you to death."
The cadres of Shangxi Township were all dumbfounded. They couldn't imagine that there really was such a generous fool in the world.
Later, in 2011, Chen Xia took this piece of Chicken Blood King to an auction when he had nothing to do. The price was directly auctioned for 400 million yuan. He added 10 million yuan to the price and bought it back. From then on, he kept it as a family heirloom and never showed it to anyone.
The minibus is not very big, so it will probably take several trips back and forth to transport so many stones.
Chen Xia pretended to make a phone call in the commune, and when he came out he said, "Okay, I'll go deliver the goods myself, and someone will come to meet me outside the mountain."
It was the same old trick again. Wei Hongxing and the others were no longer surprised. Anyway, there were too many mysteries about Chen Laoshi that were beyond the reach of people like them.
Chen Xia spent a full RMB on so many bloodstones, which was definitely a huge sum of money in Shangxi Commune, a remote place. It was enough for everyone in the commune to get 3 yuan.
Watching Gu Lin counting the money, Zhou Jinyao quietly asked Chen Xia, "Boss, I also have some bloodstones. Would you like to buy them? The price is negotiable."
"Oh, is it a good one? If it's Da Hong Pao or glass-grown Huang Zhong, take it and I won't treat you unfairly."
"Okay, boss, that's straightforward. When the time comes, drive the car to the creek where you rescued the person this morning, and we'll do the deal there."
"Okay, go ahead. I'll wait for you there. By the way, if anyone around you wants to sell bloodstone, feel free to bring it to me. How about cash?"
Old man Zhou nodded firmly and sprinted home a hundred meters at a speed that was not suitable for his age.
About half an hour later, he came pulling a cart with two large boxes on it. Inside were all the top-quality bloodstones that he had secretly collected over the years, with the blood content of no less than 80%.
Chen Xia gave him 1,000 yuan, and Old Man Zhou was so happy that he wanted to perform a ballet on the spot.
After receiving the news, the villagers came one after another. Bloodstone is not a rare thing here. This time, they brought it when they heard that it could be sold for money.
With the help of Old Man Zhou who personally helped to check and estimate the price, Chen Xia collected a large pile of bloodstones and had to run back and forth several times to take them all away.
He spent more than 7,000 yuan in total. After half a day, he spent less than 20,000 yuan and harvested half a container of top-quality bloodstone. Chen Xia really wanted to imitate Ma Dad and yell:
"I'm not interested in money."
Yes, if his current assets were to be used up decades later, they would be at least a few dozen "small things". Of course, even now, Caiyunzhinan and 666 Weitai are enough for him to become a billionaire.
That night, comrades from Yuezhou Fourth Hospital were stopped by enthusiastic villagers, who insisted that they stay. The parents of several children who fell into the water, in particular, knelt in front of the car and refused to get up.
So Chen Xia and his friends had to stay in the commune guesthouse. Although it was called a guesthouse, there was nothing there except a few broken beds.
That night, more villagers came to Chen Xia in the dark to sell bloodstone.
No one knew exactly how many stones he bought that day and night, but they knew he drove his minibus back and forth more than 20 times. If Shangxi Commune hadn't had spare gasoline, they wouldn't have been able to return the next day.
Many years later, when the villagers of Shangxi Township chatted, they would always mention Section Chief Chen, who carried a backpack, drove a minibus, saved five children in 1983, and bought out all the bloodstones in Shangxi Commune for decades.
The general consensus is that the top-grade bloodstone he took away would be worth at least 5 billion now. Some even say it's worth 50 billion.
But Chen Xia’s name has never appeared on Forbes’ “Pig Killing List”. Everyone regretfully believes that he must have been unable to resist selling all of them, and feels sorry for him. This is a real loss of tens of billions.
If Chen Xia knew about this, he would definitely curse, "Bullshit! Who among the truly wealthy people would be on the Forbes Pig-Slaughtering List?"
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