Chapter 1541: Get rich

After coming to the ore trading market, Lao Zhang and his wife were quickly attracted by the hot scene.
There are thousands of street vendors here.
They shouted and shouted loudly.
The scene was very hot.
"How?" Ye Hao asked with a smile.
"It seems that I have the urge to buy." Lao Zhang's eyes showed a sense of emotion.
Who doesn’t want to get rich overnight?
"Then buy it."
"Would you like to try?" Lao Zhang rubbed his hands.
"Dare you?" Lao Zhang's wife pinched Lao Zhang. "Did you forget about selling as a slave three years ago?"
Old Zhang suddenly dropped his head like a defeated rooster.
"Lao Zhang, how many fairy stones do you have?" Ye Hao asked with a smile.
"Four Thousand Immortals." Lao Zhang said as he passed the Qiankun bag.
"I don't want your fairy stone." Ye Hao pointed to a street vendor in the distance, "This one sells good things."
"Good thing?" Lao Zhang's eyes lit up.
"Did you see the slightly raised stone?" Ye Hao's Shen Nian turned into a faint luster and fell on a stone.
"Yes." Lao Zhang busy said.
"The price of that piece of ore should not be too high." Ye Hao said lightly, "Can you see if the Four Thousand Immortals can win?"
Lao Zhang hesitated and looked at his wife.
Lao Zhang's wife pushed Lao Zhang and said, "Do you see what I do? Ye Gongzi asked you to go, why are you hesitant?"
Lao Zhang's wife doesn't know whether Ye Hao knows how to gamble stone, but now that Ye Hao has said it, then they can't refuse, otherwise they will not give Ye Hao face.
The truth is that Zhang's wife still understands this.
After getting his wife's promise, Lao Zhang ran towards the street vendor.
Lao Zhang still knows some rules of gambling on stones.
He did not pick the piece of ore that Ye Hao told him in the first time, but picked up a piece of ore and asked the vendor, "Boss, how do you sell this piece of ore?"
"Thirty thousand."
"Boss, you are not kind." The street vendor said flatly, "This ore is not worth three hundred."
"I tell you that all my ore was bought from the Xiao family's mine." The vendor said with a smile. "Is the Xiao family's mine always known for its high quality?"
"Xiaojia Mine?" Lao Zhang laughed involuntarily. "Do you know what I did before? I mine in the Xiaojia No. 5 mine."
"real or fake?"
"Do you think I might pit you for this kind of thing?" Lao Zhang said as he picked up a piece of ore and rubbed it gently, and soon an eighteen mark appeared on the piece of ore, "I saw this mark Does this indicate that this ore was produced from the No. 18 mine."
"This is the first time I have heard of this." The street vendor was uncertain.
"You can buy up to three hundred pieces of this ore." Lao Zhang said sternly.
"I said, brother, let's whisper, okay?" The vendor looked around nervously. "Aren't you looking at this piece of ore? You took five hundred."
"five hundred?"
"You have to make me some money?"
"What about this piece?" Lao Zhang pointed to a piece of ore.
"Three thousand." The street vendor's eyes turned around.
"You are treating me like a blame." Lao Zhang glanced at the vendor.
Lao Zhang understood that the reason why the vendor increased the price was that his real intention was the second piece of ore.
"This ore is worth this price."
"What about this ore?" Lao Zhang smiled and threw the second ore aside.
"This ore is four thousand." The street vendor raised the price without thinking.
The street vendor was not sure which piece of ore Lao Zhang really wanted, so no matter what Lao Zhang wanted, he would raise the price without saying a word.
"The deal." What the street vendor didn't expect was that Lao Zhang directly threw him a Qiankun bag, and then took the third piece of ore.
"I am fucking." The street vendor immediately realized that he might be picked up by Lao Zhang.
"Is there a problem?" Old Zhang asked with a smile.
"I understand the rules of doing our business. I haven't thought about remorse. I just want to know what's in this ore?" The vendor said with a sad face.
"You cut along one third." At this time, Ye Zhang's ear sounded.
Lao Zhang nodded secretly and took out a cutter.
He cut along one-third of what Ye Hao had instructed.
"You cut too much," the street vendor said quickly.
But Lao Zhang is too fast.
He couldn't stop it at all.
But when he saw the red glow coming from the ore, he was stunned.
"bloodstone."
The street vendor's voice caught the attention of the monks around.
After the monks gathered around, they looked at the ore.
"The color is very pure."
"Just don't know how big this bloodstone is?"
"Even if it's just a small piece, I earn it."
Just as everyone was talking, Lao Zhang was very excited.
Can he not be excited?
He faintly realized that this bloodstone might exceed his imagination.
"Cut along the fifth from the side." Then Lao Zhang's ear sounded Ye Hao's voice again.
"One-fifth?" Lao Zhang's heart thumped.
If it is one-fifth, how big is this bloodstone?
Ye Hao let out a faint sound.
Lao Zhang forcibly pressed the joy in his heart and cut it towards the bloodstone.
Soon a bright red blood color spread out all around.
"So big?"
"Make a big profit."
"I'm afraid this bloodstone is worth thirty or fifty thousand."
"Don't cut it anymore, I'll make 30,000 of this bloodstone."
"Forty thousand, how do you feel?"
"Forty-two thousand is the limit I can give."
Faced with the price given by some monks, Zhang Zhang's face appeared hesitant.
"This chicken bloodstone is about 50,000 even if it is auctioned," Ye Hao said lightly. "Sell it."
Hearing Ye Hao saying this, Lao Zhang looked at the monk who said forty-two thousand, "Deal."
The monk handed Lao Zhang a bag of heaven and earth, "You check it."
Lao Zhang's Shen Nian swept the bloodstone to the monk.
The monk left with a glance.
If he took the auction, 50,000 may not be auctioned, but forty-five thousand still has no problem.
When Lao Zhang was holding Qiankun's bag and was about to walk towards Ye Hao, Ye Hao's voice sounded again in his ear, "Did you see the old man in gray clothes? Go buy the ore on his right leg." ."
Lao Zhang walked past without hesitation.
"Boss, how do you sell this ore?"
"Thirty thousand."
"To you." Lao Zhang immediately handed the old man a Qiankun bag.
The old man couldn't help but stunned.
Does this one have no bargain?
Immediately, the old man realized that he had been picked up by Lao Zhang.
In fact, the ore sold by these street vendors is all inaccurate. If they can cut the ore themselves, how can they still sell it?
Silly?
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