This warehouse originally belonged to the Bloodstone Cooperative. As the master craftsman at the time, Zhou Jinyao certainly knew which pile of bloodstone was good stuff and which was just average stuff.
Zhou Jinyao led everyone into the warehouse and said to a row of boxes near the wall, "There's a lot of good stuff in here."
Chen Xia became interested and shouted excitedly, "Open it and take a look," regardless of the dust flying everywhere.
A young cadre from the commune took a crowbar and pried open one of the boxes, immediately revealing a pile of red stones. Chen Xia couldn't wait to pick up one.
Red is really the color of fresh blood, and most of the stone is red, with only a very small part not showing red.
Master Zhou laughed and said, "Boss, the blood content of this piece on your hand is 90%. This is called Da Hong Pao. It was an absolute treasure in the old society."
Chen Xia was laughing so hard that he couldn't close his mouth.
She originally wanted to pretend to be reserved, but she couldn't hold back her expression. Only Gu Lin at the scene knew the look on her husband's face after seeing the treasure. It seemed that he had found the treasure again.
At the same time, there was another person at the scene who was carefully observing Chen Xia's expression. This person was Director Li of the commune.
As soon as he saw the smile on Chen Xia's lips, he even tried hard to suppress his twitching expression in order not to laugh out loud, which shows that Section Chief Chen really likes bloodstone.
So what are you waiting for? Give me a quote! This is the first time he's encountered such a sucker in all his years at Shangxi Commune. It would be a shame not to rip him off.
"Old Zhou, give Chief Chen an estimate of the price of this bloodstone."
Zhou Jinyao scratched his head. If it were in the old society, he could still give an estimate of a few hundred or a few thousand dollars, but in the new society, the price was difficult to measure because there was no reference.
But when he saw Director Li's vicious look, he knew exactly what he meant: "You better bid higher. If you go any lower, I'll punish you."
Chen Xia wanted to spend some money to bribe Old Man Zhou, but Director Li was keeping a close eye on him, so he gave up. He wasn't short of money anyway, so he just took a little bit of bribes.
Zhou Jinyao thought of the city workers' wages, 40 to 50 yuan a month. How many months' wages was this piece of chicken blood stone worth? If he were to choose, he would definitely choose 50 yuan and not this useless piece of Dahongpao.
So he held up five fingers and said, "Boss, this stone costs 50 yuan."
Director Li couldn't help but pat Zhou Jinyao's shoulder hard, his meaning was very clear: "You did a good job, old man. The leader is very satisfied with the price."
Nonsense, if one stone costs 50 yuan, how much can these boxes of bloodstone be worth?
How much is this warehouse of bloodstone worth? According to this calculation, more than 3,000 people in Shangxi Commune can become rich. Why would they still need to farm?
When Chen Xia saw the old man stretch out five fingers, he was also shocked. He thought, it can't be 500 yuan, this is too much, a year's salary for a stone?
But when Mr. Zhou said the price of 50 yuan, he breathed a sigh of relief. Is 50 yuan expensive? In this day and age, it is already a sky-high price.
Take this stone to Wulin Square in the provincial capital and sell it for 50 yuan. See if anyone will buy it? I'm lucky I'm not being taken to the Seventh Hospital like a psychopath.
He was too lazy to bargain, and only after giving them some sweet treats would they be willing to give him the best bloodstone.
Zhou Jinyao gritted his teeth and quoted this price, feeling uneasy, and quickly explained:
"Boss, this stone is very rare even in our area. Look, there are only five boxes of it in all these years. In the old days, it would have been sold by the kilogram. A few hundred dollars per kilogram would have been a small price to pay."
Gu Lin was unhappy and said, "The problem is that this is a new society, why do you keep mentioning the old society?"
Director Li and Zhou Jinyao broke out in a cold sweat after hearing this. It was indeed inappropriate to talk about the old society all the time.
Chen Xia shook his wife's hand and said with a smile, "Then I want all five boxes of Da Hong Pao. Master Zhou, please give me an estimate."
"You want them all?"
Director Li and Zhou Jinyao exclaimed in surprise after hearing this. These stones are big and small, and there are quite a lot of them. If they are all included, it is definitely not a small number.
Master Zhou wanted to offer some advice. Was this prodigal son mentally ill? Why did he buy so much bloodstone? Was he going to go back to the old society and sell it?
Besides, even if you put it at home as a decoration, wouldn’t it be creepy to look at the blood-red color everywhere?
Before he could speak, Director Li shouted in a voice that was almost breaking:
"Xiao Hu, you're all dead! Hurry up and help Section Chief Chen count the bloodstones, and then help Section Chief Chen move them to the car. You're not enthusiastic at all, and you keep pushing me to do things."
Chen Xia rolled his eyes at him. This old guy was afraid that he would go back on his word, so he wanted to create a fait accompli. When the time comes, he will move everything to your car. Will you pay for it or not?
Don't pay? Do you, a section-level cadre, still have the nerve to do that?
This is the cunning of rural cadres, but... isn't it exactly what Chen Xia has in mind?
Five boxes of bloodstone were carried down with great effort. They were all Dahongpao bloodstone, and they were so bright that they were blinding at first glance.
Gu Lin was afraid that these mountain people would fool her husband, so she asked Wei Hongxing, Wu Shaochen and others to keep a close eye on them and not let any inferior products get in.
These stones came in different sizes, ranging from 20 yuan to more than 100 yuan. Director Li personally acted as the "accountant". He would record every number Zhou Jinyao reported, and Gu Lin, who was standing next to him, would review it, fearing that he would fill in an extra zero.
In this way, five large boxes of Dahongpao bloodstone, each weighing several hundred kilograms, cost a total of 6,000 yuan after counting.
Director Li and all the Shangxi Commune cadres present at the scene said: This pile of broken rocks costs 6,000 yuan, it's so damn expensive.
Chen Xia: So many treasures for only 6,000 yuan, what a bargain.
Now both sides said to each other in their hearts: Idiot.
Seeing that there were still a lot of bloodstones in the warehouse, Chen Xia was still not giving up and asked, "Do you have any large quantities? I mean, the bigger the bloodstone, the better it is."
Zhou Jinyao quickly said, "Yes, yes, but only at the glass jelly and Tianhuang jelly level, and the blood content is over 70%."
After saying that, he took Chen Xia to the other side. There were several pieces of bloodstone here, some as big as a cardboard box, and some as small as a TV. At first glance, they were all red.
Chen Xia touched this piece and looked at that piece, and in his mind he was already calculating how many years this stone would be worth to tens of millions or even hundreds of millions.
Baby, buy it.
"Old Zhou, hurry up, give Director Chen an estimate." Director Li was already speaking incoherently with excitement.
Old man Zhou swallowed his saliva and said unconfidently: "The biggest one among these is 200 yuan, and these ones are 100 yuan..."
Chen Xia nodded, waved, and paid the bill.
Several small cadres of the commune acted as porters today. Carrying some big stones was definitely life-threatening for them.
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