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Chapter 32 Plan B

Finally settled down. Moving is really a laborious task. If you like it, please collect it!

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Cheng Dajun took two pieces of jade out of the store, and didn't know where to buy stones. At this time, Zhang Hanliang and Song Yi were left in the yard where the stones were cut behind the store. Cheng Dajun used to be the focus of everyone's attention, but after experiencing these things, he became low-key in cutting stones.

Song Yi looked at the shop owner Zhang Hanliang and sighed softly, "Oh, a piece of top-quality jade was ruined like this!"

Zhang Hanliang's eyes looked at him were a bit intriguing, but he was cunning and would not settle the accounts on his head. Instead, he said, "Yes! It seems that he is not just a problem with his luck!"

The eye attack was ineffective, and she was so thick-skinned that she not only didn't know the guilt but also pushed the blame to Cheng Dajun! Song Yi despised him from the bottom of his heart, but still said to him with a smile, "Boss Zhang has a lot of good things here. I'll see if there is anything worth betting on it."

After Song Yi went out, he picked two pieces of wool from the wool he placed outside. Both pieces of wool were about thirty or forty kilograms, and they were cut into windows of about four or five centimeters.

One of them is bean green. In jade, the bean type is not a particularly good variety. The particles are coarse, but Song Yi, who is extremely sensitive to the color, carefully observed the gradient of the bean green color, and found that the inside of the stone has a tendency to turn green. From bean green to bean green, it can be regarded as a qualitative leap, which is worth a bet.

Another piece of wool window reveals a little bit of green. When you count it carefully, there are fifteen small green dots, which should be the culinary silk type, and some are also called the golden silk type. Although this thing is not valuable, it can still be seen for a while when you take it out. It is beautiful and rare!

The most important thing is that these two things are the same as white glass, and are not worth much now. But Song Yi clearly knows that with more and more people accepting jade as a trendy jewelry, these inconspicuous varieties have no less appreciation potential than high-end jade, because these things are now bargain. Moreover, some people like unique things, and they can sell them at sky-high prices by making the story more reasonably.

Zhang Hanliang looked at him picking such wool materials and found it strange, "Xiao Song, do you like such things too? If you want to bet, bet bigger!"

"Boss Zhang doesn't take out the good things, so why do I bet big? I have to pick up some small wool materials to pass the time!" Song Yi, Zhang Hanliang's store, had just visited Zhang Hanliang, and encountered one after another. He didn't see the good things he was in the box.

Zhang Hanliang smiled and said, "Xiao Song is joking, I'll take you to see it. These things are not worth wasting time."

"My old man likes jade, after all, it's jade! It's still very shocking if it's piled up in a yard. If it can be made into a rockery, it's even more beautiful. The most important thing is that it won't cost much money." Song Yi laughed.

"This idea is pretty good! I think the ancient palace was not so luxurious!" Zhang Hanliang led the way while laughing, but what he didn't say was that if he had money, he wouldn't play like this!

"There was no such developed transportation at that time, otherwise they would have done it long ago!" Song Yi followed Zhang Hanliang and went to his warehouse. He also complained in his heart that these guys always like to hide good wool materials. On the one hand, for safety, on the other hand, it also invisibly increased the difficulty of gambling stones. He is really a businessman and a traitor. He has no objection. If the owner dislikes you, he will not give you a chance at all, and he will not even be lucky to look at these wool materials.

"This is much better than when it was on the public market!" Song Yi could only comfort himself like this. Fortunately, he had a strong adaptability and soon got used to such a quiet and undisturbed environment. He took out his carry-on magnifying glass and a strong flashlight and looked at the good wool materials that Zhang Hanliang had collected in the warehouse.

During this period, Zhang Hanliang came down to ask him to have dinner together. Song Yi was not polite. He went up to dig a few mouthfuls of rice to fill his stomach, and then went down to look at the stone.

Song Yi is now in a period of memory. He can see and remember the performance of every stone one by one. Unfortunately, he has little capital now and cannot let go of his hands and feet to bet. He can only sigh at the millions of wool materials!

But Song Yi remembered all these good wool materials in his heart. He was confident that he would take them down within a month. After struggling for several hours, he looked at all the wool materials in the warehouse. Compared to looking at wool materials like a browse in public markets, the current environment allows him to better play his strengths.

If you do everything within your ability, Song Yi would not bet too much at this time. He chose more than 100,000 yuan of raw materials and then bet first. He now only had 100,000 yuan in his backpack, so he asked Su Mei to take 100,000 yuan to spare at home.

This is a piece of yellow salt sand-skinned wool, which has more than ten kilograms. It has been wiped two or three centimeters from the place where there are pine flowers. It is not full color, but strip-shaped yellow and green, and other dot-shaped pine flowers have not been wiped. Yellow and green have always been something that everyone likes, but this is a blocking material and still have to bet on it. The wool is of no difference in water. Song Yi estimated that the things inside can reach the bottom of the glass. If you bet on how much green energy there is, this opening is also rubbed in the place where the pine flowers are the thickest. The skill of these masters in rubbing stones can shock the world and the ghosts and gods.

But because of this small stone, Zhang Hanliang had to ask for a price of 200,000 yuan, and Song Yi had a price of 100,000 yuan, and the gap was a bit big. After a fierce confrontation, Zhang Hanliang made a concession, "There can be no less than 180,000 yuan!"

"I only see this price." How could Song Yi be fooled by him? The business world is the battlefield, and the price cut can be counted as a net profit.

"Young people should have the spirit of being a newborn calf not afraid of tigers. If you want to bet, bet bigger!"

Song Yi said, "It's not that if you pay a lot of money, you'll bet a big bet. Now for me, this is already considered a big bet."

"This price really cannot be reduced anymore!" Song Yi's incident in the past two days was full of controversy. Zhang Hanliang knew that he had reduced the goods of 800,000 yuan and might not have enough money now, but he still wanted to try his best to squeeze out some oil and water.

Song Yi was patient and chopped him slowly, but when Zhang Hanliang dropped to 150,000, he could not get any more.

"It seems that we can't force him too hard. It's time to use plan B." Song Yi thought to himself. He didn't want the effort of this day to be wasted in vain. His eyes fell on a pile of duck egg-sized wool in the corner of the wall.

Zhang Hanliang was almost a sperm. Seeing his eyes flashing, he smiled and said, "If Xiao Song likes it, you can pick a few of them back and have fun!"

"It's okay to have 150,000 yuan, and the two pieces of wool I just chose outside. It's a joke to everyone say it a thousand yuan. Boss Zhang, right?" Song Yi looked very arrogant. One of his principles for dealing with people is that even if he takes advantage of it, he must try hard to make people think that they have taken advantage of it. Anyway, he just talks, talks about scenes, and practices his acting skills, but he can't die.

Zhang Hanliang said very well before, especially in these inconspicuous materials. Naturally, he could not talk about them at this time, but his acting skills were not inferior to Song Yi at all. He looked like he had lost his old capital. "I didn't make much money for this stone 150,000 yuan. I'm familiar with it again and again. Since Xiao Song said that, I have no objection! Xiao Song has a gamble and don't forget to take care of my business."

"No problem! Boss Zhang has good goods, so how could I miss it?" Song Yi shook hands with him enthusiastically to celebrate the deal. His psychological price was similar to this, and now he has accepted such gifts, and he will not lose anything.

Hypocrisy! Although the two of them despise each other in their hearts at the same time, both parties are undoubtedly satisfied with such a deal. Both of them have a happy expression, which is sincere.

Since there were gifts, Song Yi would not be polite, so he picked up six black duck eggs casually in front of Zhang Hanliang. In fact, he had already targeted these small stones and picked a few out of them. It was actually a bit exaggerated to say that the outer skin of this thing was nothing compared to the original one, and it would be impossible to tell anything if it was touched with a strong light flashlight. All Song Yi could do was knock a few times, listen to the sound, and then choose a few that were unique to it.

Zhang Hanliang helped Song Yi get the things out, but Song Yi didn't have that much cash in his backpack. He paid 100,000 yuan first and wanted to go to the store to find Su Mei. He heard that he went back to get the money, so Zhang Hanliang generously asked him to bring back a few black duck eggs. Song Yi smiled and thanked him for his trust, but did not reject his good intentions. He put a few black duck eggs in his backpack and carried them back.

Su Mei had already asked someone to clean the house that originally belonged to Cheng Dajun. When Song Yi went in, it had become very neat. Su Mei was wearing a T-shirt and jeans and was standing on the stool with wallpaper. When she saw Song Yi coming in, she turned her head and smiled at him, "It's too late to decorate, let's do it like this first!"

"Thank you sister Mei, I'm going to have a hard time, come down and take a rest first and have a drink of water!" Song Yi nodded, watching her standing on the stool, revealing her slender and white waist. She bent her body, and the round and tight-lipped ** was more beautiful under her tight jeans, which seemed particularly tempting at this time, and the way she was lying on the wall gave Song Yi a very wonderful association. At this time, he didn't like to hope to come down, because this was indeed a beauty that even God would be moved.

"Come here to help me finish this!"

Song Yi stood up and refused to move. Just looking at her beautiful appearance was a kind of enjoyment. He asked her with a smile, "Does Sister Mei know what I think now?"

"Nothing good is definitely not good!" Su Mei ignored him when he saw that he did not move, and turned around and continued to nail the thumbtack.

Song Yi laughed and said, "You guessed it right!"

"I won't curse me to fall down, right?" Su Mei said with a smile.

"You guessed it again, and you can hold Sister Mei in your arms with justification." Song Yi said shamelessly.

Su Mei trembled when she heard this, but she could not laugh. She almost fell off the stool. Fortunately, she had good balance and then stabilized her body. As soon as she stopped making wallpaper, she jumped straight from the stool. Dan Feng's eyes, which were originally fascinated by people, stared at him, "You little pervert, are getting more and more courageous! To be honest, why did you come back so early!"

"I miss Sister Mei!" Song Yi saw her eyes getting more and more kind, and he pressed towards him. He quickly smiled and said, "I bought a stone and it's still 50,000 yuan away. Come and ask the housekeeper for money!"

Su Mei immediately spat at him, "It sounds so ugly, who is your housekeeper!"

"Whoever cares about the money is! Go and get it! They are still waiting, Sister Mei can't get me injustice!"

"You have some reason!" Su Mei glared at him again, but unfortunately, the thick-skinned Song Yi had no reaction at all, so she didn't make any sense, "Forget it, I'll settle the score with you tonight!"

"I'll wait!" Song Yi smiled thriftfully.
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