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Chapter 237 Priceless Cornflower Sapphire ([-])

Chapter 235 Priceless Cornflower Sapphire ([-])

Later, Mo Liming and Tang Yan saw Uncle Zhang. Mo Liming found that Uncle Zhang had thick eyebrows, big eyes and a dark face. Under his rough appearance, his expression was unsmiling. He always looked very serious. Mo Liming was also special I noticed that there was a scar on the right forehead of Uncle Zhang. The scar was relatively thick and extended from the brow to the temple.

Mo Liming naturally imagined it. Hearing Tang Yan's introduction just now, Uncle Biao used to belong to the underworld and was the boss of a group of drug dealers. It is quite normal for someone to cut a knife in the face after going through life and death.

Although Uncle Zhang had a stern face and didn't like to smile very much, when he saw Tang Yan, there was still a smile in his eyes. At that moment, Mo Liming caught the look of joy on his face.

Uncle Zhang’s words clearly had a southern Hokkien accent, and Mo Liming knew it later when he introduced himself to each other. As expected, the other party’s hometown is Kaohsiung, Taiwan, but his family has already been destroyed and homeless, even if he wants to go back. It can't be done, because he has offended too many people, and no one can spare him.

"...Miss Tang, Mr. Duan, please get in the car. My family lives not far from here, and we will be there soon." Uncle Zhang asked for instructions with eagerness in his tone.

What he was referring to at this time was a black Santana car, which looked very old to the eyes.

"Thank you." Mo Liming thanked politely, and then he followed Tang Yan into the car.

After a while, the car drove forward unhurriedly under Uncle Zhang's driving.

It was past ten o'clock, and the night was dark. Through the half-open window of the car, Mo Liming casually watched the night scene on the street.

This came to a big city in a foreign country, so he naturally felt a sense of freshness in his heart.

However, the streets of Yangon seem to be similar to those in ordinary cities in China.

"Liming, now that we have arrived at the 'Holy Land of Gambling Stones' in Yangon, Myanmar, we are about to achieve your big goal. You must be in a different mood, right?"

Suddenly, only Tang Yan's laughing voice could be heard asking next to her ear.

"Oh, yes." Mo Liming reacted immediately, he closed his eyes and turned to stare at Tang Yan sitting beside him with a smile.

Mo Liming came to Yangon this time to participate in the jadeite fair. He came "prepared". The target of the bet is one billion, which means that he must earn at least one billion back. Of course, it is a net profit. The profit can only be more or less.

He, Mo Liming, has this self-confidence completely, and the reason couldn't be simpler. The perspective power of his left eye is not for vegetarians, and stone gambling is so popular in Yangon, Myanmar. It is said that the largest game is held every year. The final turnover of the Jade Fair was more than tens of billions. What an astonishing figure, it undoubtedly shows that there are not only a lot of jade wool released in those bid venues but also of good quality, which is worthy of people's enlargement and investment.

"Then you should have a good rest tonight. After tomorrow's dawn, the two of us will rush to the fair to have a look. It must be going well, and it's very exciting." Tang Yan said with a smile.

Mo Liming nodded with a smile, and said, "To be honest, I'm really a little excited right now."

"Hehe, then don't get excited, wait until the time comes to the bidding field, and then take a look at it slowly, you can't be impatient when betting on stones, right?" Tang Yan said with a smile.

Mo Liming nodded solemnly and said, "Yes, take your time. You can't eat hot tofu in a hurry."

At that moment, the two chatted and laughed, but the car stopped suddenly.

"Uncle Zhang, are you there yet?" Tang Yan asked casually.

Uncle Zhang turned his head and nodded, and replied politely, "Yes, Miss Tang."

"Then let's go down." Tang Yan said again immediately.

Uncle Zhang responded, "Yes."

Then Tang Yan and Mo Liming pushed open the car door and walked back and forth.

This is on a small street, the surrounding light is not very bright, the street lamps are quite dim, only a shadow in the surrounding area is illuminated, only the neon lights in front of a certain store in the distance are still dazzling, and a little bit of light comes through here bright.

"Miss Tang, Mr. Duan, this small shop is mine." Uncle Zhang came up to say hello.

"Oh, you just opened a grocery store?" Tang Yan said, staring at him in surprise.

Uncle Zhang nodded solemnly and said, "Yes, I own this grocery store."

After he responded, he went straight to open the door.

"Liming, let's go, we'll make it tonight. It's too late, it's inconvenient to go out and find a hotel." Tang Yan said to Mo Liming afterwards.

"Well, it's okay." Mo Liming nodded and agreed without thinking, and then he followed Tang Yan into Uncle Zhang's shop.

The shop was very messy and things were scattered everywhere. Uncle Zhang turned his head and said to Tang Yan, "You two will stay upstairs temporarily tonight. I'll clean it up. Ms. Tang, Mr. Duan, I'm sorry. The humble house is too simple, it may make you uncomfortable to live in, but it will be fine after tonight, and tomorrow you two can go to the city center or other bustling roads to live in a high-end hotel."

"Uncle Zhang, it's nothing." Tang Yan smiled and shook her head.

Mo Liming also said with a smile: "Uncle Zhang, it's thanks to you for coming to receive us, otherwise the two of us would have to stay on the road, we don't know Burmese dialect."

But Uncle Zhang said: "Don't worry, you two, there are many Chinese who speak Mandarin in Yangon, Myanmar, so even if you get lost on the road in the future, you don't need to be nervous, just ask anyone."

"Oh, really?" Mo Liming asked doubtfully.

Uncle Zhang nodded solemnly and said, "Yes, didn't Ms. Tang ask me to go to the fair to see the situation? I found that there were a lot of Chinese people there, and they seemed to be here to buy jadeite wool. .”

"Well, it should be." Mo Liming nodded solemnly and said.

"Miss Tang, Mr. Duan, you guys go up. You must be tired too, get some rest earlier." Uncle Zhang said to Tang Yan and Mo Liming.

"Well, thank you." Mo Liming thanked politely, and then he and Tang Yan walked up the stairs to the attic.

It's clean and well lit here.

"Xiaoyan, you sleep on the bed, and I sleep on the floor here." Mo Liming greeted.

"Alright then." Tang Yan said unceremoniously.

The two of them were indeed a little tired from the journey, and it didn't take long for the two of them to fall asleep.

At an unknown time the next day, Mo Liming woke up naturally from a deep sleep. When he turned over, he found that Tang Yan was still snoring, soundly asleep.

He didn't wake Tang Yan up, but got up alone, turned over and went downstairs to Uncle Zhang's small grocery store.

"Mr. Duan, are you awake?" Uncle Zhang was sitting there, when he saw Mo Liming coming down, he quickly got up and said hello.

He treats Mo Liming similarly to Tang Yan, and he is also respectful. It is conceivable that he respects Uncle Biao very much. Thinking about it, Uncle Biao saved his life, and Uncle Biao arranged a way out for him How can he not be grateful to Dade, and Tang Yan is a close relative of Uncle Biao, so he will naturally take care of him.

"Uncle Zhang, it's so early?" Mo Liming walked up to greet him with a smile.

Uncle Zhang smiled slightly and said, "It's not too early."

"Then why isn't your grocery store open?" Mo Liming asked casually.

Uncle Zhang said: "Aren't I going to accompany you to see the stone gambling venue today? So it's closed, and I can't make much money in a day."

"what?!"

When approaching Uncle Biao, Mo Liming was shocked suddenly. He found a little girl squatting on the stool, and the little girl was eating hot pasta.

Mo Liming found that the little girl was about five or six years old. She was slender, but her face was quite fair and she looked very cute.

"Her name is Xiaoling. She is a little girl I adopted three years ago. She is five and a half years old today. She should have been discarded by the Chinese." Uncle Zhang introduced Mo Liming.

"Oh, that's right." Mo Liming said suddenly.

Uncle Zhang said: "Children are very obedient, and I am not young anymore. Sometimes I want to find someone to talk to, so I have a spiritual sustenance."

He told the truth that he and Mo Liming were devoted to each other, as if they were good friends who talked about everything.

"En!" Mo Liming nodded solemnly. He can understand Uncle Zhang's situation very well. He is homeless, wandering outside alone, old and lonely, and he is very happy to have a child by his side. .

"Xiaoling, quickly call Uncle Duan." Uncle Zhang suddenly said to Xiaoling.

Xiaoling raised her head, she looked at Mo Liming tremblingly, but she didn't speak, and soon lowered her head again.

Uncle Zhang smiled innocently: "Look at Xiao Ling, she is afraid of strangers."

"It's okay, children, basically they are like this." Mo Liming shook his head and smiled.

The two chatted for a while, but unexpectedly Tang Yan also walked down suddenly.

"Xiaoyan—"

Seeing Tang Yan coming downstairs, Mo Liming walked up to greet her with a smile.

"Well, Liming, let's go eat first. You must be hungry, right? It's easy to do things when you're full." Tang Yan said to Mo Liming with a sweet smile.

Mo Liming said: "It's okay. Let's call Uncle Zhang and Xiao Ling."

"Xiaoling? Which Xiaoling?" Tang Yan asked in surprise.

"Here, that little girl." Mo Liming pointed to Xiao Ling who was eating noodles and said to Tang Yan.

"Ah?! Uncle Zhang, so there are still people in your family?" Tang Yan was quite taken aback by this surprise. She was both surprised and delighted.

Uncle Zhang told Tang Yan again what he said to Mo Liming just now.

Tang Yan was very happy after hearing this, she quickly said, and the three of them went out for a big meal.

After dinner, I have to go to the jade fair to participate in the stone betting...

(End of this chapter)