Power and wealth bring fragrance

Wei Yuan took a taxi directly to the Wancui Trading Market.

This is a well-known jadeite trading market in Shenhai City, where most of the jadeite is imported from old mines in Annam.

However, there are also many counterfeit products with different veneers, and the quality varies greatly.

If yesterday's private market analysis session was a high-end circle, then the Wan Cui trading market was like a street market treasure hunt.

With a discerning eye, one can naturally find genuine treasures.

When Liu Xiangrong was introducing the jade gambling, she casually mentioned this place, and Wei Yuan immediately thought of it when he wanted to recover his losses.

Wei Yuan got out of the car and strolled into the trading market. People were constantly coming and going from the shops on both sides of the main road, and the side streets were also crowded with stone vendors setting up stalls.

Every now and then, people would get so emotional during the bargaining that they would start swearing. The heated atmosphere made Wei Yuan excitedly rub his hands together and join in.

This time, Wei Yuan learned his lesson and didn't try to break the raw stone with his bare hands. Instead, he bought a lighting lamp for a few dollars.

You can learn from others how to examine the skin, and you can also use a flashlight to tap on the stone without attracting attention.

With the goal of recovering his losses, Wei Yuan enthusiastically joined the jade gambling army, still fantasizing about hitting the bullseye with one shot, just like yesterday.

However, less than ten minutes later, Wei Yuan's face fell.

This Wancui Trading Market truly lives up to its reputation as a goldmine.

He visited three different stalls and looked at dozens of stones. The vendors were all exaggerating their claims, saying things like "old elephant skin" and "black sand," as if any one of them could yield a glassy imperial green jadeite.

The result was that 80% of them were fake products with veneer!

There wasn't even a single piece of jade, let alone any jadeite.

The remaining 20% ​​are mostly various inferior rough stones, with only a few green spots and no jade at all.

There were even cases of people using granite as raw stone, a level of unscrupulousness that left Wei Yuan in awe.

Jade gambling truly lives up to its reputation as an industry comparable to antiques; in terms of sheer malpractice, the two are equally matched.

Just as Wei Yuan was starting to lose his enthusiasm, a burst of laughter from the side caught his attention.

Turning his head, he saw a greasy, pot-bellied middle-aged man pointing at a yellowish stone with blue-black stripes on the ground at a roadside stall diagonally opposite him, mocking it vehemently.

"Hey young lady, even if most people in this market are selling fakes, at least they're willing to put on some kind of disguise."

"But what you've got is a piece of brass ore you've brought from somewhere. Do you really think we're fools?"

His words immediately drew laughter from those around him.

The little girl, who looked only fifteen or sixteen years old, squatted behind the stall, her head bowed and clutching the hem of her clothes, not daring to utter a sound.

The laughter of those around him emboldened the greasy man, who picked up a head-sized stone from the ground and held it above his head to show it to the people around him.

"Everyone, take a look. What makes this thing resemble a raw gemstone?"

"I'd accept it if it had a python skin or any kind of skin disease, but this thing has nothing at all, it's just a piece of copper ore, and they actually dare to put it up for sale. They really think we men are fools!"

"Where are the administrators? Are you guys even going to do anything about this rip-off stuff?"

The greasy man shouted angrily, while the idle patrons who were watching the spectacle and enjoying the chaos also joined in the commotion.

"Exactly! If you don't do anything about it, I'll move that rock from my front door tomorrow and sell it. It looks way better than this thing!"

"If they don't do anything about such blatant fraud, I'll never come here again!"

Amidst the commotion and shouts of the crowd, the little girl behind the stall looked up in fright. Her face was dark and her features were obscured, but her large, bright eyes were exceptionally expressive.

However, those eyes were now filled with tears and terror, like a little white rabbit being targeted by a big bad wolf, trembling with fear.

At this moment, the administrator also appeared in a disheveled state, smiling apologetically and bowing to the crowd of onlookers.

"Gentlemen, please calm down. This was indeed our oversight. I'll kick her out right now!"

The administrator turned around, his expression instantly turning extremely fierce, and he began to hurl insults at the little girl.

"Who the hell let your pants down and you, you piece of trash, got in here? Get the hell out of here!"

The young girl, who was not yet an adult, had never seen such a terrifying scene before. She trembled and took two steps back, her voice shaking violently.

"Uncle... Uncle... please don't... chase me away..."

"This isn't copper... copper ore... this is gold ore... gold ore..."

"I want to sell it... to pay for Grandpa's medical treatment... please don't chase me away..."

The terrified little girl was almost curled up in a ball, pleading with the caretaker in a voice as soft as a kitten's.

However, the administrator didn't listen at all, his eyes wide and fierce like copper bells.

"Do you think your father is blind?"

"A gold mine? Why don't you just say it's gold?"

"Stop talking nonsense, or I'll break your legs!"

The greasy middle-aged man seemed to have heard the biggest joke in the world, and he almost laughed until tears streamed down his face as he held up the ore.

"Holy crap, did you all hear that? This little brat said it's a gold mine!"

"That's the funniest joke I've heard all year!"

The crowd burst into laughter, and many people shook their heads in disgust at the little girl.

Gold ore?

Sell ​​it to save grandpa?

Pure nonsense!

This trading market is never short of fascinating stories about raw stones.

Don't even mention such an old-fashioned reason as selling stones to save your grandfather; some people even say that their raw stones are leftover scraps from Nuwa patching up the sky.

Just like the antique dealers on the neighboring antique street, raw stone dealers will boast about anything to sell their stones.

They'd be real fools if they believed that!

So nobody believed the little girl's story at all, taking it as just an excuse, and naturally felt nothing but disgust.

Wei Yuan looked at the little girl's desperate and helpless eyes and his heart suddenly clenched.

Those eyes revealed the most genuine emotions, without the slightest trace of deception.

She genuinely wanted to sell the stone to save her grandfather.

For some reason, Wei Yuan suddenly recalled the scene from several years ago when he first arrived in Shenhai City, cautiously searching for work by playing games.

They were both scorned and driven away like duckweed.

In an instant, Wei Yuan's face turned cold, and he forcefully pushed through the crowd and walked in.

Just then, the greasy man finished laughing and joking, threw the raw stone in his hand on the ground, and looked at the little girl with contempt.

"Little girl, you've had enough of your acting, so hurry up and grab your gold ore and get out of here."

"When they say they'll break your legs, they're not kidding."

The little girl was trembling, so terrified that she froze and couldn't even speak.

Wei Yuan was also stunned.

The sound of the stone hitting the ground and colliding instantly reached his ears, quickly forming an understanding of the stone's internal structure.

Countless tiny, scattered metal fragments are embedded inside the stone, silently reflecting their own unique echoes.