God of Life

Sun Hongwei dialed a number, and then took the two of them around the public market.

"Wait, someone will pick us up later."

Nodding in a daze, Wang Yan was about to ask another question when Brother Hu suddenly pulled him to squat in front of a booth.

"Look at this piece of material, tortoise, it's really beautiful!"

Wang Yan looked down and saw that it was a window stone with a diameter of about 25 centimeters.

Viewed from the cut surface, the texture of the stone is like marble for decoration, with strands of green in between.

At first glance, the greenery is lively and abundant, looming in the stone patterns, like a blue dragon shuttles through the sea of ​​clouds.

"It's really beautiful."

Wang Yan nodded subconsciously, watching Heihu take out a flashlight in a similar manner, and leaned over to observe.

"Tsk tsk, Gao Bing and Nong Cui, if the two cracks don't get too deep, it's a gamble..."

Heihu muttered to himself, getting more and more excited.

It took a long time to get up contentedly, and squinted at Wang Yan arrogantly: "Don't you understand? Learn from my brother!"

Be careful!

Young and old couldn't laugh or cry, but they were very interested.

He took the flashlight and pulled Sun Hongwei to help: "Brother Sun, teach me how to see it?"

"it is good."

Sun Hongwei responded happily, and knelt down to give instructions on the spot.

Seed, water, color, cotton, crack, all explained in detail.

There is a lot of knowledge about jadeite. As a novice, Wang Yan, although he has a clever mind and can understand it at a glance, he is blind when he really looks at the stone.

To really master this knowledge and apply what you have learned requires a lot of practice, which is by no means a one-day effort.

As he was working hard, Heihu flirted beside him again.

"Hey, where's your amazing aesthetic? Don't keep it, just use it when you need it!"

How annoying!

However, Young Master Wang's heart suddenly moved.

If you look at it with technology, you must not understand anything, we are not at that level.

Why don't you just leave it to your feelings?

As soon as this idea was born, it quickly filled my mind.

It has nothing to do with money, Young Master Wang is just curious - is there any perceivable beauty in the inner world of rough jadeite?

try it!

With a certain plan, Wang Yan simply discarded those professional knowledge, let go of his brain, and only observed with his naked eyes and experienced with his heart.

The flashlight hit the window, illuminating the chaos.

Wang Yan carefully looked at every inch in his field of vision.

The overall outline of light and dark, the scattering of light, the shape of halo, the change of shadow...

Gradually, something began to flow inside the rough stone.

If someone could see Wang Yan's face at this moment, they would be surprised to find that those eyes seemed to be shining with illusion.

The pupils are like a black hole, bottomless.

The radial lines on the iris seem to be drawn by a black hole, and rapidly collapse towards the center.

The light refracted from the outside world into the eyeball, along those lines, is swallowed by the black hole in the blink of an eye, continuously and never-ending.

...

Wang Yan always thought that the strengthened eyes were useless and only added 2 points of appearance.

Looking at the data, it is indeed the case. There are no skills or characteristics refreshed on the panel because of that enhancement.

But how is that possible? !

It is not displayed on the panel because the degree of reinforcement is not enough.

In reality, however, changes have already occurred unconsciously.

In 7 days, dozens of catties of various supplementary foods were eaten, and all the energy and nutrition were provided to the eyes and became food for the eyes.

It's just that the process was too hidden, step by step, and Wang Yan got used to it bit by bit.

It just so happened that during those 7 days, he was so busy that he hit the back of his head. When Wang Yan remembered and went to test again, he was already used to the new vision.

Of course, it is true that no special abilities have been strengthened.

Because of this, Wang Yan didn't take it seriously.

The vision is slightly enhanced, and I just think it is a normal enhancement result.

In fact, it was a comprehensive enhancement, static vision, dynamic vision, low-light sensing, detail capture...

All of them are abilities possessed by normal human beings. None of them break through the limit, but they are not weak in every aspect.

If it's just the strengthening of the eyes, then that's fine.

On this basis, Wang Yan had just received another aesthetic enhancement, so, in the eyes of Hang B at this moment, the inner world of the original stone became wonderful and magnificent.

Of course, it didn't mean that Wang Yan could clearly see the inside of the rough stone, that was the category of superpowers.

The actual situation is that Da Shao observed a "nebula" in the chaos of light and shadow.

It was a mouthful, but Wang Yan really didn't know how to describe that feeling.

It's like ordinary people looking up at the starry sky.

The strands may be cotton, or cracks?

Could that shadow be stone, or a finer jade?

In the depths, the shadows are indistinct, and the faint light radiates into a halo, so what is that?

It's hard to tell the difference between the big and the young.

However, in the deepest part of the faint light, Wang Yan felt a unique spiritual beauty.

Light, halo, and shadow are intertwined together, not forming an image, but it looks beautiful.

Change the angle of the flashlight and everything in that area flows and becomes more beautiful.

The young master raised his head, closed his sore eyes, and thought deeply.

That area may not be beautiful jade, but it may also be a stone with a strange structure, or even a cavity.

Now Wang Yan is more like a great photographer like a national teacher, who can feel and find beauty from light and shadow.

However, only God knows what constitutes the beauty of light and shadow.

"No wonder you always say that it is difficult for a god to break an inch of jade... Difficult! It is too difficult."

The young master sighed from the bottom of his heart, but brother Hu found an opportunity to make fun of him again.

"It's hard for a god to judge an inch of jade. That's the sigh of an insider. People can judge whether there is stock or not, the water, and the approximate value, but they can't judge the internal trend. What about you? You are purely sticking to your face. Gold!"

o(￣ヘ￣o#)

If you don't fight for three days, you want to go to the house to expose the tiles?

Wang Yan glanced over, and asked with a half-smile: "Brother Hu, we haven't been on stage for a long time. When we go back, can we find some time to practice?"

(⊙x⊙)

Heihu twitched all over his body, shut up instantly, and remained silent for 5 minutes.

The young master can finally consider comfortably whether to take this rough stone or not.

Look at the labels first.

Red label, number 30520, reserve price 3.5 million.

Huh?

This thing is destined for me!

The moment he saw the number, Wang Yan was delighted with Lie Xin and decided to take it.

It's not expensive, is it?

He looked up at the boss, and was about to ask how much he was willing to sell, when he suddenly remembered Sun Hongwei's advice, and held back immediately, without opening his mouth.

However, the stall owner is even colder.

The three squatted here and muttered for a long time, but the stall owner didn't ask a question, neither greeted nor boasted.

He just raised his eyelids and glanced around, not knowing what he was thinking.

His eyes stayed on Sun Hongwei the longest, looking at Wang Yan... It was like looking at a stone.

Who are you looking down on, hemp egg and little potato?

Novices have no human rights?

The rules of doing business in this place are different from what the young and old imagined.

Just as he was about to pull Brother Sun away to ask about the situation, Brother Sun's phone rang. He glanced at the screen and called Wang Yanheihu to go out.

"Come on, come pick us up."

Leaving the booth, Wang Yan finally had a chance to ask his doubts.

"Did you really like that piece of material?" Sun Ge's smile carried an indescribable meaning.

"Yeah." The young master nodded, "I want to cut it up and give it to my girlfriend as a souvenir."

30520, is not only the homonym of 30,000 I love you, but also the birthday of 30,000, how fate is it?

Even if there is a piece of tofu in it, Wang Yan will give it away.

It's only 3.5 million, so it's not worth worrying about.

As a result, Sun Hongwei shook his head regretfully, not quite agreeing.

"That piece of material has a red label, which means a hidden bid. The reserve price is 3.5 million yuan. If you really spend 3.5 million yuan, you can't get it."

Ai? !

The young master was taken aback for a moment, then frowned: "How much does that cost?"

"Last year, the final transaction price of that piece of material was 24 million."

When Sun Hongwei said a word, Wang Yan was taken aback again.

last year?

Since they were all sold out, why did they come back again?

Wang Yan did it every day to raise his own value by swiping money for his family, so he immediately reacted.

"Oh, is it the seller's own mark?!"

"clever!"

Sun Hongwei gave a thumbs up, and Heihu smiled and gave him two.

The two really admired Wang Yan's sensitivity.

It is a rare ability and spirituality to see the small things and draw inferences.

Sun Hongwei made a slight estimate and sighed: "Although this year is a severe winter in the industry, jade merchants should and will continue to speculate. Now it is difficult for us to judge the seller's psychological price. It is not easy to do."

It's really not easy.

If someone really kills 24 million, Wang Yan can't afford it.

After pondering for a while, he asked again: "Brother Sun, if you judge the price of that piece of material, how much can you give at most?"

"The window is performing very well, and there may be something interesting inside, but the two cracks look too deep. If the bracelet can't be cut, Gao Bing will be at a loss. Hmm... 12 million!"

Sun Hongwei's words chilled Wang Yan's heart.

Is the gap too big?

But the blow wasn't over yet.

Sun Hongwei smiled and added: "If the water is good, but it is broken badly, you can get back about 6 to 8 million. If the water is not good enough, it will turn into tofu in an instant... So the risk of 12 million is still very high. It’s a real life and death with one knife.”

After listening to Sun Hongwei's explanation, Heihu flinched completely: "Hey boy, no wonder no one bought it, so the merchant is crazy about money?"

Wang Yan became more determined after thinking about his goal.

"I don't care how much I lose. If I can win 12 million, no matter how much I lose, the key is whether I can win..."

(⊙??⊙)!

Both Sun Hongwei and Heihu were taken aback, with five big characters clearly written on their expressions-you are floating again, dog!

Brother Sun is fine, he has little friendship, so it's inconvenient to say anything.

Brother Hu directly retorted: "Gouzi, just pretend to beep and we can continue to be friends..."

Wang Yan just smiled and didn't explain anything.

The first piece of material I saw when I came to Pingzhou was number 30520, and it happened to have a kind of beauty that touched the soul. Such a fate, it is no longer a matter of losing money.

As long as it is not too much, it must be won.

Of course, 24 million is definitely not enough, and you can't be slaughtered like that if you have money.

So it's very difficult...

Sun Hongwei saw Wang Yan's thoughts and shook his head again.

"Difficult. The stall owner clearly wants to make a lot of money. If he knows the piece of material you like, he will only block the bid even more recklessly..."

It's true, it's hard.

For a while, Wang Yan had no choice but to put it on hold for the time being.

There is still one day and one time before the closing, let's see when the time comes...

While thinking, the three of them walked out of the public market, and a young man with a typical Burmese appearance was waiting at the door.

Sun Hongwei stepped forward and greeted them in Burmese. After a few small talk, the young man led the three of them to the alley.

The small town of Pingzhou was about 10 minutes' walk with seven turns and eight turns. A group of people stopped at the entrance of a small farmyard with a remote environment.

A young man flashed out from the corner of the courtyard wall, opened the door for everyone, and looked around vigilantly.

Yo, underground workers?

Wang Yan saw something was wrong, but didn't ask.

Sun Hongwei took the initiative to warn: "It's inconvenient to tell the origin of this batch of materials. It's good for you two to know it well. Don't open your mouth after entering."

Do you mean crabs when you hold your head up three feet?

The young and old were refreshed and full of fighting spirit.

This kind of thing is nothing to be afraid of. The main risks are overseas and borne by the seller, which is a good thing for the buyer.

The reason is very simple -

The material that can be brought over by the other party at a huge price is definitely the best that Yamuxi and the others have scavenged from the waste pit.

The probability of panning for gold in the sand is very low, but the number of Yemuxi is still there.

Hundreds of thousands of Yemuxi, how much good material can be saved in a year?

Deliberately brought, must be the best of the best.

Wanting to understand the key, Wang Yan's heart was filled with anticipation.

Whether you make money or not is not that important, but today's experience is too insightful, and it is a kind of fun that money can't buy.

The young man who led the way led everyone to a tile-roofed house and opened the door. It was pitch black inside, but there were several people hidden indistinctly.

"Who?"

There was a shout in the room, and then someone turned on the light.

Wang Yan quickly and covertly glanced at the environment in the room, and couldn't help being slightly taken aback.

It was a small living room, empty.

The only furniture in the room is a tea table and a few wooden chairs around it.

In the center sat a middle-aged man with a typical Burmese appearance, with a broad nose, thick lips, dark skin, and a vicious look when his eyebrows were frowned.

The coffee table in front of him was full of stones.

The largest is no larger than a basketball, and the smaller one is shaped like an Australian mango.

The coffee table couldn't be put down, and there was another spread on the ground next to it, covered with dirt and dust.

People who have never seen it can't imagine that the stones in these mud are at least tens of thousands of pieces.

The other three people in the living room seemed to be companions.

Two men and one woman, their heights are like steps - 180, 175, 170.

180 had a relationship with Wang Yan, and he brought a royal oak with a diamond ring, which should be more expensive.

175 T-shirts, pants, slippers, and prayer beads hanging around the neck and wrists.

170 and Wang Yan are even more destined - a glance, the front is convex and the back is curled up, so white that it glistens.

Seeing another group of people entering the room, Drilling Ring Royal Oak immediately frowned, impatiently: "Brother Gang, what's going on? Didn't we agree to let us see first?"

That brother Gang ignored him, laughed, and came out to hug Sun Hongwei.

The two of them chattered and started to speak Burmese. Drilling Ring Huang Oak glanced at Heihu with a gloomy expression, and immediately established the rules: "Brother, come first, come first, wait until we finish watching!"

Arrogant enough!

Wang Yan followed Heihu into the house, closed the door behind him, and then carefully looked at the diamond ring Royal Oak.

He looked tall and big, with a rebellious face, but in fact he was in a sloppy body, with no center of gravity under his feet, and he could be put on a set of belts in two seconds... ah bah bah!

Gracie Jiu-Jitsu is a big weapon, it cannot be used easily, forget it, let Heihu do it...

It's not that Wang Yan is aggressive, it's just that when you go out, you have to be on guard.

Make an emergency plan in advance, so that you don't panic if something happens.

Just after evaluating the combat effectiveness of the two boys, Buddha Bead met Wang Yan's eyes, and was taken aback for a moment, then frowned and recalled for a moment, and tentatively called out, "Car God?"

Ai? !

Heihu, Zuanquan, 170 and the others were all taken aback, and turned to look at Wang Yan.

Wang Yan wondered even more, brother's reputation has spread so far?

"I'm Wang Yan, who are you?"

The elder and younger just nodded, and the Buddhist beads immediately strode over, stretched out their hands, and their faces were full of enthusiasm.

"Oh, it's really you! On the 13th, I was watching the fun in Shanghai, and I saw you from a distance in the corridor, and the more I looked at you, the more familiar I looked... Ah, by the way, my surname is Huang, Huang Jiajun, you call me Xiao Er, Xiao Jun Everything works!"

Why isn't your name Huang Jiaju...

However, the name sounds like a typical Cantonese person. When you stand on the pedestrian street and drop a brick, you can drop a dozen handsome men.

To complain, Wang Yan was very polite: "Hello Jun Shao, nice to meet you."

Before Huang Jiajun could reply, an exclamation sounded from the side: "This is the car god you mentioned?"

No need to look back, the delicate and whiny female voice must be 170.

"right!"

Huang Jiajun immediately introduced to the girl: "Wang Yan, God Wang, although video recording is not allowed during the game, but you have seen a sneak shot video on the Internet, the one driving the yellow 918 is God Wang!"

That's a lot of information.

Before Wang Yan had time to complain about how the organizer's management was like a sieve, 170 generously extended his hand.

"Hello, Wang Shen! My name is Ye Ziwen. I didn't see you in a match abroad. I regretted it for several days. I didn't expect to meet you on this occasion today. What a coincidence!"

Yo, another one who can chat.

That race was actually a game for young and old. Strictly speaking, Wang Yan was only one of the drivers.

In the end, she said "your game", which made Wang Yan feel very comfortable.

When you are in a good mood, you are naturally generous.

Directly reward 10,000 yuan and scan out a line of information.

[Ye Ziwen, 24, appearance 93, figure 95, special 88, favorability 69]

The previous data is not surprising. Ye Ziwen looks white, rich and beautiful, fashionable and beautiful, so she should have so many points.

But the favorability is too amazing, right?

Today is the first time to see you!

Most or less still underestimated the champion's influence in the rich second generation group.

But any city with a supercar club now knows that there is a car god rising in the circle.

The more developed the economy and the more formal the club, the more famous Wang Yan was.

When it comes to the five cities of Imperial Capital, Magic Capital, CQ, Special Economic Zone, and Qiantang, the second generation with a high enough status even knows how Wang Yan beat Huang Yiqing to the ground.

Rumors are always spreading more and more evil.

Among the second-generation group who liked racing cars and owned supercars, Wang Yan was already a bit of a myth.

Most people are indeed dubious, but those who can't help but see it with their own eyes like to brag!

Big brothers like Qiao Si who have no evidence can blow it up. Our dog brother has a candid video and a lap record to testify, so why can’t he be a god?

Wang Yan didn't realize it himself, but the outside world was really uproarious.

For example, Huang Jiajun cheerfully used his own embarrassing incidents to bring them closer.

"God Wang, I got beaten up by you that day, lost 4 million pocket money, Ye Zi still laughed at me when I came back, it made me feel bad..."

"You are stupid! Wouldn't you win by betting on Wang Shen?"

Ye Ziwen laughed nonsense.

Heihu raised his eyebrows and said leisurely, "Beauty, I didn't dare to bet on Gouzi until Gouzi personally bet..."

Ye Ziwen's eyes flashed brightly: "Huh? Wang Shen's nickname is Gouzi? Hahahaha, so cute!"

"My nickname is Huzi, it's even cuter!"

Ye Ziwen's eyelids drooped: "Brother, can we stop pretending to be tender and cute? I'm not interested in you!"

Huh?

Does that mean you are interested in dogs?

The few people present understood it. Wang Yan didn't need to listen. Looking at his favorability, which had risen to 72, he knew that the young lady seemed to want to flirt.

Huang Jiajun didn't respond, and Zuanhuan's face became more and more gloomy.

This guy has been sizing up Wang Yan for a long time. He doesn't know what he's thinking about. Anyway, he doesn't have a good look.

The domineering, mentally unsound big bear child will never disappear completely, but it may be because of the reputation of the chariot god, the diamond circle has not become a demon moth for the time being.

After chatting for three or five sentences, Sun Hongwei and the middle-aged man finally had enough fun, and turned to introduce Wang Yan and Hei Hu.

"My good brother, Wu Gang."

"Wu Gang, those are my two younger brothers. You can trust them. Bring them here to open your eyes."

Wu Gang can speak Chinese fluently, but the grammar is a bit weird.

"Since it's Wu Wei's younger brother, then it's my maangang's younger brother. If you look at things, I'll give you the lowest price."

Wu Gang should match Chang'e, why did Wu Wei come out again?

Brother Li smiled and explained: "Wu is an honorific name in Burmese. You can just call Wu Gang directly, or Brother Gang according to the domestic custom."

Wu Gang said to Jiajun and the others: "Today I only accept two batches from you, take your time, it doesn't matter, the price is also the lowest."

With a gloomy face, Zhuanhuan suddenly asked: "Then if you look at the same piece of material, who does it belong to?"

The answer he wanted was first come, first served, but Wu Gang gave the answer: "The one with the highest price wins."

Drill ring gritted his teeth, obviously not satisfied.

But Wang Yan thought it was pretty good. Anyway, he came here mainly to gain knowledge, and he didn't intend to make a lot of money by gambling stones, so it doesn't matter.

Seeing that there was no objection from everyone, Wu Gang turned off the lights again, leaving only a dim desk lamp to illuminate himself, and the room was suddenly dark.

Wang Yan followed Li Ge's example and turned on the flashlight to look at the stone.

watch for a while...

Oh my god, I don't understand wow!

The material in front of me is not the semi-clear material with the window opened, but the full material with skin.

The outer layer of skin, if it is a little thick, can't be seen through by a machine.

There are only some small pieces of material, the skin is thin, and it can be slightly shone in.

If you use a strong flashlight to light from the back, and a large area of ​​light can be seen from the front, then it is basically a baboon.

At first, Wang Yan thought it was a symbol of bull beeping, with good water head and high light transmission.

Actually quite the opposite.

That state belongs to loose structure, poor density, low density, huge crystal gap, and is worthless.

Some swindlers use it to deceive newbies. At first glance, it looks very beautiful, but it turns out that it can't be processed, let alone polished, and it starts to dry out in less than half a year.

This thing is called Nenkong Emerald.

Old, medium and tender, the old kind is the most valuable because of its tightness, and the tender empty is brick material because of its looseness.

Look, in fact, the truth in the world is interlinked, and Wang Yan can understand it as soon as he learns it.

But after all, the youngest is a young person who has just entered the industry today, and there are many things that he doesn't understand, so he still has to study with an open mind.

Originally, I wanted to ask Brother Sun, but a question came up, and Ye Ziwen took the initiative to answer.

That's fine, the master is the teacher. Since you are a veteran driver, it's the same when you get in your car.

So Ye Ziwen became excited, and blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah.

The heart is good, but it is always misaligned, the poking is not right, and it is difficult to form systematic knowledge if it is upside down.

In the end, it was simply a muddleheaded chat.

However, this girl is not a good chat partner, her voice is too whiny, which always distracts people, and Drilling Ring will poke her over from time to time.

First Young Master Wang was calm, and dealt with it concisely, slowly going through all the materials.

Finally, pick out a dozen of them.

The rough stones brought by Wu Gang are of good quality, many of which are old pit materials, so the skin is extremely dense and only a small part of it is transparent.

What Wang Yan picked out was the part with better light transmission.

Next, it is naturally the old way, relying on limited light perception to experience the beauty.

Wang Yan was cautious in his words and deeds, looking at his stone in silence, but the drill ring suddenly asked carelessly: "Brother Gang, why don't you open windows on this stone? The material is good, and opening windows doesn't mean you can earn more money ?”

The implication is that I don't know how suspicious it is.

Wu Gang's expression changed instantly, his brows were tightened, and he glanced fiercely.

It's not an exaggeration at all, at that moment, a murderous aura burst out of his body.

"Hey hey hey! I opened the window of the material, how can I use it to deceive laymen?"

Several young people were startled.

Huang Jiajun was the calmest, he hurriedly said, "Uncle Gang, my friend doesn't know how to do it, so don't worry about it like him."

"Xiaojun, don't worry, I, Maangang, will definitely give your father face."

Wu Gang said to save face, but sneered again, and stared at the drill ring reluctantly.

"As for you, buy it if you like it, or get lost!"

Drilling ring was so angry that he clenched his fists, but he didn't dare to say a word.

Wu Gang's angry face was really scary.

Wang Yan could tell early on that this uncle was probably a ruthless guy who had really fought and killed people.

In China, no one on the other side has a gun, which is actually not terrible.

Overseas, maybe it's the master who eats with the warlord with his head in his hands, so it's not easy to mess with.

I think I, fighting Wang, has a hardcore kung fu, can knock down a room full of people in minutes, and still squint quietly... Dude, you need to make up your mind!

Sun Hongwei glanced at the bear, and helped explain with a smile on his face like a Buddha.

"Little brother, next door is a room full of tofu materials and brick materials. That is Wu Gang's profit. Now it is placed under your noses. Not to mention the top ones. At least you can't see them outside, so you can choose with confidence. "

Zuanhuan's face flushed, and he was a little confused, wondering if he understood.

Anyway, Wang Yan understood what was going on.

The reason why Wu Gang didn't open windows for good materials was because he wanted to sell them together with tofu and bricks. Those things can only be gambled, but they can't bear the careful consideration of opening windows.

So it's not that Wu Gang's business is not bad enough, it's that Sun Hongwei's face is big enough.

Oh, in addition, Huang Jiajun's father's face is also very good, otherwise the drill ring would not be able to enter this house at all.

After figuring out the joints, Wang Yan became more confident in this batch of materials, so he ignored other matters and focused on picking stones.

After a dozen pieces of material were plated one by one, I found two particularly beautiful ones.

It is still the beauty of light and shadow, very scientific, but not necessarily a good jade.

Silently memorizing the number, Wang Yan handed out another piece and asked Wu Gang, "Brother Gang, how can I sell this piece of material?"

Wu Gang glanced over and replied casually, "You can give me 50,000."

"it is good."

The young master nodded, he didn't bargain or ask anything else, he just had a good time.

There was a smile on Wu Gang's charcoal-like face, probably not because of money.

Just when Wang Yan turned on his phone and was about to transfer money, Diamond suddenly stopped him: "Wait!"

A loud roar, as if about to rob.

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