Chapter 1506 1506. Rising (5/5)
Chapter 1506 1506. Rising (55)
There is a public bank in the field, which provides comprehensive services. There are masters who are responsible for helping people cut wool. After cutting out emeralds, they can help polish and carve them or directly recycle them.
The public bank has the word "public" because it belongs to the public in the field, and there is no need to spend money here.
There are multiple entrances in the whole field, but generally there is only one public line, so many people inside are waiting in line to cut stones. According to the rules here, first come, first served, even the president has to line up when he comes with stones.
It was still early, and there were not many people inside. Li Du counted about ten people, and lined up with Zhong Dapao.
The atmosphere in the public bank is very strange. Those who gamble up means making money, and those who gamble down will lose a lot. There are countless ecstasy and ecstasy every day.
Li Du saw it today. Someone shouted in front of him, "Ah, grass, Violet, go and shoot the cannon, I want a 100,000-gun cannon", and someone in the back screamed, "I can't, why did it go bankrupt? Five million is usury!" '.
Hearing similar words, Li Du shook his head and said, "Master Pao, the Chinese village is about to move in newcomers again."
Zhong Dapao nervously looked at the stone in his hand and said, "Who cares, come and treat each other. They are all compatriots, and we can't just leave them alone. But we can't control it now, we have so many stones..."
"There will be at least one gamble inside." Li Du said.
"Ah?" Zhong Dapao was stunned for a moment.
Li Du said: "What's the matter? I bought more than ten stones for 600,000 yuan. If one of them goes up, it might be 6 million yuan. How good is the business."
"Ah!" Zhong Dapao was almost speechless.
The six sons subconsciously wanted to spray: "Fucking brother, you are so talented, you think this is a lottery? Forget it, I won't say it, I thought so at the beginning."
Li Du said: "What's the matter? Am I wrong? These stones are similar to those given to me by the liar a few days ago. How can they be full of grass chickens?"
Zhong Dapao smiled wryly and said: "There is no chicken in here, brother, this is not Damakan, this is Muna, old Pagan's old mine, it is a very good grade material on the market, with bright and uniform green color It is famous for its transparent and clear water head, among all the venues, the color matching of Muna is the most perfect."
"But," Zhong Dapao continued with a wry smile, "the most feared thing is a but. There is a reason why this thing is so good and the price is so high. Made it is too rare!"
"Yes, nine out of ten bets doesn't count, but ninety out of one hundred bets is more or less the same!" Liu Zi said gruffly.
Li Du looked at him in surprise and said, "What's the difference between ten bets and ninety defeats and one hundred bets and ninety defeats?"
The six sons looked at Zhong Dapao in a daze and said, "Of course there is a difference, right?"
Zhong Dapao said impatiently: "Okay, you shut up, Ma De, are you here to be cute?"
"It's your turn, hurry up." The people behind said hurriedly.
Unknowingly, the front has been cut, and the bettors ran out excitedly, and the bettors were dragged out by the security guards.
Zhong Dapao chose a stone to put on it, and the knife master glanced at it and said, "Hey, Master Pao, Mu Na, this time the emphasis is on participating again?"
The six sons said anxiously: "Old Biao, what are you talking about, do it."
The knife master lighted a cigarette slowly and said: "Take a couple of puffs to rest. It's been a long morning, so I have to let the knife rest even if I don't rest, right?"
They were obviously acquaintances. While talking, the master took out a cigarette and handed it to the two of them.
Zhong Dapao took one, and the six sons directly took the rest.
The sword master scolded: "The dog is in the grass of the donkey, I am in the Great China, and the guest rewards me."
"Are you still short of cigarettes?" Liu Zi rolled his eyes at him.
Li Du patted the stone and said, "Cut it, bro, I'll get you a Dazhonghua when the water comes out."
"Okay!" The knife master took two puffs hard, and half of the cigarette went straight to the bottom.
He blew out his cigarette butt and took the stone and said: "The stone shell of this Muna is very thick. This piece is a typical white salt sand skin. It's all thick leather. It's so small, I'm afraid nothing can be cut out. What's the matter? Open the door first and have a look?"
"Open the door!"
The knife grinder made a screeching sound, and the master smoothed the skin deftly, grinding out layers of stone powder.
The people behind stood on their tiptoes and looked around, and soon a fat man with a big ear said with a disdainful smile: "Grass, white salt sand skin, let's do it across the board, there is not a single ghost in it."
The sixth son shot him a look and said: "If there are ghosts in it, who would dare to play with stones while riding a horse?"
The businessman didn't dare to cause trouble, he laughed and stopped talking, patiently waiting to watch the excitement.
The stone was half polished and there was nothing, it was almost broken, a low laugh sounded from behind, and Zhong Dapao scolded angrily: "Fuck!"
At this time, it can no longer be sharpened, and the knife master cuts across the knife, and then all the stones are exposed, which completely collapses.
"Come again." Zhong Dapao took out another stone.
The fat man behind was carrying a stone the size of a millstone. He said impatiently, "Don't grind it, just cut it. What's the point of such a small thing like Made?"
The sword master continued to sharpen it patiently, but unfortunately, this stone also collapsed.
Zhong Dapao's lips trembled: "Mamade, come again!"
He took another piece out of Godzilla's backpack, and the people behind were in an uproar:
"I rely on my brother, you guys are invited by monkeys, right?" "How much is this? You can take it all out!" "A small stone picked up from the side of the road, right? I haven't had breakfast yet, you !"
With a stern face, Zhong Dapao simply poured out all the stones in his backpack.
Seeing a dozen or so stones appear, the people behind almost screamed, and the fat head exploded directly: "Waste my time, what are the little stones doing here to join the fun? Get out!"
The knife master picked the biggest one, and said: "Come here, this delicate leather looks really attractive, it is a typical leather color that can make high-quality goods, if it can't come out..."
He didn't say anything later, just shook his head, everyone understood the meaning.
Zhong Dapao became tense, and so did Liu Zi, with sweat dripping from his forehead.
As a result, the stone was polished, and the knife master sighed: "Fuck, Pao Ye, you are dead, you collapsed again!"
"Grass!" Zhong Dapao slapped his thigh hard, his face immediately full of despair.
Li Du pushed out a piece and said, "Why are you in a hurry? There are still so many? Come on, keep grinding."
This time it was the turn of the people queuing behind to look desperate, and someone had already changed teams to the other side.
The knife master shook his head and changed the method, rubbing the skin of the stone instead of grinding the skin, which is faster, and a large piece of stone is gone after rubbing.
As soon as the knife was cut, the eyes of the knife master immediately became straight: "Fuck, gunner, it's up!"
The distraught Zhong Dapao suddenly raised his head: "Huh?"
"It's risen!" The knife master showed it to him after washing it with water, "What a water head, absolutely high ice species!"
Zhong Dapao was ecstatic: "Ah!"
The knife master said, "Think about how to make it, continue to sharpen it or resell it?"
"Hey brother, no, brother, sell it, I will pay half a million for this stone." Someone behind immediately clamored.