As time goes by, more and more people come, but there are still much less people coming and going than Yingjiang Market.

The people who came were still dressed in bright clothes, and some even came with their personal bodyguards. They were as ugly as Ge Dongxu and Zhang Yakun.

The car is cold and the clothes are also cold.

After Ge Dongxu touched more than a dozen stones, he found that although the things here are expensive, it still attracts so many big bosses to come over.

Because the materials here are indeed much higher-end than those on the market, they should have carefully selected them by the seller. They all have jade in it, but there is more jade, less jade, and good jade is bad. This tests the buyer's eyesight and luck.

Unlike in the mass market, there are many stones placed on it, and there is nothing inside, and I don’t know where they got it from. It is estimated that most of them are just a substitute, specializing in earning money from tourists or newcomers.

"Dongxu, my family called me and said there was something urgent to ask me to rush back. You can watch it yourself first, and I will go back first. Anyway, the materials here are too expensive for me, and it will be useless to see it after I can't help but get impulsive, and that will be troublesome." After about an hour and a half, when Ge Dongxu was touching a large stone material of at least three or four hundred kilograms, Zhang Yakun hurried to him and whispered.

"Okay, you're busy with yours, don't worry about me, just call me if you have any questions." Ge Dongxu was thinking about the stone at this time. He didn't think much about it when he heard this. He looked up slightly and said something to Zhang Yakun, then lowered his head to continue to investigate the stone.

This stone is very big and it is quite tiring to investigate. If it is broken in the middle, even with Ge Dongxu's profound cultivation, he would not be willing to do it again.

Seeing that Ge Dongxu was all focused on the stone, Zhang Yakun did not dare to disturb him anymore. He also said that he had something to do and called, so he hurriedly left the big yard.

After Zhang Yakun left, Ge Dongxu continued to touch the stones. During this period, some experts were naturally inevitably curled at him and showed sarcastic expressions, but no one came forward to mock him.

As for whether they have good cultivation or whether they are self-reliant and disdain to talk to Ge Dongxu, only they know.

At noon, some people drove away for a meal, while others were casually dealing with it in the village.

Seeing that Zhang Yakun had not come, Ge Dongxu was too lazy to go out to find a place to eat, and continued to stay alone in the courtyard to touch stones. Anyway, with his current cultivation level, although he has not yet reached the legendary state of being unbearable to the world, there will be nothing wrong if he is hungry for ten days and half a month.

At about one o'clock in the afternoon, a middle-aged man with a thin face, elegant temperament, and looked about fifty years old, walked in with two young men with a cold expression.

"Mr. Ouyang is here!"

"Hello Mr. Ouyang!"

“…”

As soon as the middle-aged man walked in, everyone in the venue came up to say hello, while he smiled and bowed to the people in the venue to show off.

However, Ge Dongxu was concentrating on touching the last stone in the warehouse, which was also the largest stone in the field, so he did not pay any attention to Mr. Ouyang.

"Is he the owner of this store Ouyang Murong? He looks like a teacher, very kind and kind." A man looked at Ouyang Murong, who was greeting others with a smile, and whispered to his companions around him.

My companion next to me is a man in his sixties, who is completely blessed, and his muscles on his face are completely loose.

"Teacher? Kind and kind?" The companion around him showed a laughing expression on his face when he heard this, and then quickly turned serious and said, "If you really think so, then you are very wrong. The situation in the civil war in Myanmar is tense. Apart from the annual Yangon public, it is difficult for jade merchants to get good raw stones from other channels, but there are still so many raw stones here. Do you think it is something that ordinary people can do?"

"Are all the rumors true? It is said that in the Golden Triangle and northern Myanmar, even King Kangguo, the Mengtai Army and other leaders have to sell his face?" The man's curiosity turned into awe when he heard this.

"It is really not something that businessmen of our level can know. Anyway, there is one thing you must understand. If you can suppress so many people at the border, it is definitely not something we can provoke. Whether you have any presence means that everyone from the Zheng Zheng family in Hong Kong is respectful to Mr. Ouyang. Just this point, you should understand that even if the rumors are exaggerated, they are definitely not groundless." The man's companion replied in a low voice.

The man looked at Ouyang Murong after hearing this. Sure enough, a middle-aged man was talking to Ouyang Murong, with a very respectful attitude, and was completely inferior to the reserve and pride that he had been communicating with them before.

"Mr. Yang will be in good health soon. The old man asked me to say hello to Mr. Yang on his behalf." The man, who was known as Chow Tai Fook, was whispering to Ouyang Murong at this time.

"Please also tell Brother Zheng that Mr. Yang is in good health and travels around the village every day, but today I have something to do, so it is not convenient to see guests." Ouyang Murong replied.

"That's good, the old man must be very happy to hear this news." The man replied with a smile, but was secretly surprised. As far as he knew, Mr. Yang had inconvenient legs. Many times, once the old man had inconvenient legs, his body would deteriorate. Mr. Yang is now over 90 years old. Logically speaking, even if he is still alive, he would almost survive and lie in bed for many years and could not afford to go around the village every day.

Could it be that the rumors are true that Mr. Yang possesses magical skills. He was a well-known figure in the Qing Gang in his early years, but later retired from the world?

Of course, the man thought to himself and would definitely not ask this.

Soon another person came to greet Ouyang Murong, and the man smiled and continued to look at the materials.

At about half past the auction transaction officially began, and Ge Dongxu had already touched the last stone.

Unfortunately, although the stone is big, there are not many jades inside, and it is just ice-type, which cannot meet the requirements Ge Dongxu needs now.

The auction host is Ouyang Murong.

When Ouyang Murong walked up to the auction table, Ge Dongxu randomly found a back seat, and then suddenly saw the burly man who took out the spare tire with one hand and placed it on the ground for him halfway through, and the driver who rolled down the window and asked him what he needed to help was also at the auction site. He was standing on the outermost side, looking like he was preparing to watch, and he did not intend to participate in the auction.

Because he owed them a favor and saw that they were there again, Ge Dongxu naturally wanted to say hello.
Chapter completed!