Why not hang yourself on the southeast tree

Chapter 145: Wong Tai Sin: Double Kill (25)

No one except the person involved could have imagined that—

The largest piece of imperial green jade that is about to shock the Chinese jade industry was traded in a rental house with an area of ​​less than 30 square meters excluding the common area.

Mr. Wu walked out of the elevator and stepped into the long corridor. It was pitch dark. Just like Hu Dali when he first came up, he thought he had suddenly gone blind.

The collection of property fees for this building is not very smooth. More than half of the ten owners do not pay on time, so the lights in the corridor have been broken for several months and still no one cares.

It took Mr. Wu several seconds to adjust before he could vaguely see the road under his feet.

[Old Chen, does Mr. Hu really live in a place like this?! It looks a lot like the pigeon cages in old Shanghai...]

Chen Jianjun was also unsure. He stepped on a big, soft, struggling rat. He was so scared that his legs were trembling and he couldn't speak.

(?｀?Д?′)!!

[Mr. Wu Wu Wu Wu Wu Wu Wu Wu…save me! ]

Mr. Wu took off his annoying little glasses, took a closer look, and was so frightened that he almost cried on the spot.

[We Shanghainese have never seen a rat this big! 】

Hu Dali could hear the two people screaming and shouting at the other end of the corridor from a distance. He rubbed his eyebrows and thought that this place was really uninhabitable.

[Great Immortal?! ]

[Squeak——]

Don’t call me, they all said it was a big rat. You are so big that you would be afraid, so shouldn’t I be afraid?

[You dare not even listen to the Wong Tai Sin eating rats in other people's houses! Okay, if I don't go out, the neighbors will complain about disturbing the public...]

Hu Dali picked up the broom and opened the door. The screaming and shouting at the other end of the corridor had escalated into the howling of ghosts.

The two men, who were over a hundred years old in total, jumped up and down to avoid the extremely arrogant rat, their throats almost breaking.

【These two idiots!!!】

[Hey! Come here! What are you doing standing there like an idiot? It’s not like the mouse can take the elevator down…]

Mr. Wu was quite young after all and had quick reactions. Upon hearing Hu Dali's voice, he quickly grabbed Chen Jianjun, and the two of them ran over like they were being chased by ghosts, creating a gust of wind.

The big rat that was left behind stared with wide eyes and breathed a sigh of relief.

Not only did these two big idiots delay its meal, they almost stepped on its tail several times. I had to tell my wife not to have so many cubs because we can't afford to raise them. The little food left in these takeout boxes is not enough for it to eat.

Hiss, this little brat is eating me out of my house, the humans are right...

[Hey, Dali, why do you live in this place? I was almost scared to death! ]

As Chen Jianjun entered the room, he pressed his back against the wall. He was trembling a little when hearing the sound, and it was obvious that he was very scared.

Mr. Wu was speechless. He stared in amazement at the weasel that had just jumped onto Hu Dali's shoulder. He raised his finger tremblingly and pointed at it. He stood at the door for a moment, not knowing what to do.

There are wolves in front and rats behind. It's too difficult...

[Mr. Wu, it's okay, this is my Wong Tai Sin, it doesn't bite! ]

[Squeak——]

(ˉ▽￣～) Tsk~~ How can you introduce your family members like this? ! I like fried chicken. Is human meat as delicious as fried chicken? !

Chen Jianjun knew the immortal. He took a few deep breaths, recovered himself, turned his head, and saw the very familiar stone table on the balcony.

? ??Um?!

[Brother Dali, why did you bring the stone table from home? It must be very heavy, right? ]

When Mr. Wu heard that the golden animal was Wong Tai Sin, his eyes widened three times. He thought it was a mink from the Northeast. Its shiny fur was the same color as gold, which made people greedy.

Hu Dali invited the man into the house and closed the door to prevent the rat from smelling the lingering aroma of roast duck and running in.

[If I don’t bring it here, what can I sell to you? !]

Mr. Wu was so frightened that he finally remembered the real reason why he came here.

[Mr. Hu, where is the jade you mentioned? ]

Well, this person hasn't figured out the situation yet.

Chen Jianjun had already moved closer to the stone table. When he went to the countryside to give Hu Dali a holiday gift a few years ago, he also drank tea and had meals on this stone table. At that time, he spit many chicken bones and fish bones on it.

[w(?Д?)wIs this actually a piece of jadeite? Dali brother, you really don't treat jadeite as a treasure. You just put it in the yard and use it as a table for more than ten years. I really admire you! ]

[What? Brother Chen, please let me see!]

Mr. Wu squeezed over belatedly and almost knocked Chen Jianjun, who was squatting on the ground on tiptoe, off his feet.

Chen Jianjun: Okay, they agreed before coming that he would receive a one-point commission once the deal was done, so he endured it.

Mr. Wu still had a magnifying glass and gloves in his pocket, and this time he also had a small high-intensity flashlight. He had a lot to say about jadeite.

[I have a long history of learning. My family owns three jade shops, specializing in mid- to high-end precious jewelry...]

Although he didn't really manage the store, as the only son of the Wu family, he did not miss out on learning anything.

If he dared to be lazy and complain, the old man of the Wu family and the current boss would stage a wonderful father-son doubles match - and the one who got beaten was his unlucky grandson...

Tsk tsk, it really hurts when a crutch wrapped in iron sheet hits his body. His cruel father likes to play drums and has practiced a pair of iron sand palms over decades. When it hits him, the sound of "bang bang bang" has classical rhythm.

Chen Jianjun held his chin and squatted beside him, watching him imitate the movements in a very realistic manner.

The stone shell is a bit thick, and light is not transparent from top to bottom. If it weren't for the complete cross section where the emerald green jade flesh could be seen, Mr. Wu wouldn't have dared to believe it...

(⊙0⊙)

The treasure of his jade shop in the center of Shanghai is an imperial green rough stone about the size of a ping-pong ball, which is priceless even before it is carved.

He could see that the large piece in front of him was very deep when he shone his light from the cross section, but he was still not completely sure how thick or big it was.

Gambling on stones has always been a matter of one cut making you poor or one cut making you rich. Thinking about the iron crutch and iron sand palm, his heart, which had been beating violently, gradually calmed down and his rationality returned.

[Mr. Hu, do you mind if I find someone to cut the jade out of the stone and then discuss the price? ! ]

Chen Jianjun frowned. He had heard a lot about the tricks of gambling on stones in the south. He knew that there was a huge price difference between the stones with shells and the clear stones. Mr. Wu was really going a bit too far.

Hu Dali also went to the Yunnan border a few years ago. There was a small-scale gambling stone market there that was not open to the public. He always just looked at it blindly and would only take action if the master clearly expressed his liking for it.

Every time he buys, he gets it guaranteed. He can find someone to cut the stone on the spot. If someone offers a price that he likes, he can sell it on the spot.

Let me put it this way, the prices of stones of all sizes picked out by the immortal can differ by more than a hundred times when bought and sold.

If he hadn't been in the habit of disguising himself when he went out, he would probably have been put in a sack.