Rebirth of an Ugly Girl Turned Around

"How can there be so many mysterious and mysterious things? You are scaring yourself, our family is not into this kind of thing. These jadeites are all directly excavated from the stones on the mine, unlike those antiques that have no origin It's not right, it's bad for your health." Zhou Manqing chuckled only thinking that Qiao Yi'an felt that He Pengtai's ability to choose wool was too surprising, so he was thinking about it this way.

In Zhou Manqing's mind, only the funerary objects among the antiques would be more likely to get sick and unlucky if they were worn all year round.

Although the cultural value of these ancient funerary objects is extremely precious, many of them can fetch sky-high prices, but those objects have been buried in the ground for too long, and they are contaminated with the yin of the dead, so it is naturally not good for ordinary people to come into contact with them. At the very least, if he was caught by the police, even if he said nothing, he would have to go to the police station.

"The world is so big, and there are always some things that cannot be judged by common sense. Although He Pengtai is a good gambler, there is still a big difference compared to those people who really look strange." Zhou Manqing couldn't help but sigh, "Some people's abilities are inherently more powerful than others. This He Pengtai is just one of them. This man is also a poor man. Although he used to appraise jade and emerald for a long time, he specialized in high-end wool, but the wool he bought every year It's not too much. But since his two apprentices died, he probably felt that there was no big expectation in this life, so he didn't want to hide his clumsiness any more. Therefore, whenever he has time these years, he will insert a feet, more and more high-quality imitation jadeites will be released.”

"This man is so good at betting on stones, is there no one who deliberately competes viciously behind him? Specially pick the wool he intends to shoot?" Qiao Yi'an asked curiously.

After all, no one is a fool, everyone can hang out on this street, unless those rookies who have just entered the stone gambling industry, the rest are all smart people, who would think that money is too much if they have money to make such things ? Of course, he gritted his teeth and tightened his belt, even if he had a falling out with someone.

"Of course there are such things, and there are quite a few!" Zhou Manqing took a sip of tea and said with a slow smile: "But Mr. He, as the king of gambling, is naturally not a vegetarian. It is impossible for people to take advantage of it."

"If someone viciously competes and robs the fabrics he likes, he will directly bid for those fabrics that are losing money, and let that person lose everything... Because of this incident, some people committed suicide by jumping off the building a few years ago."

"After all, it is impossible for He Pengtai to be short of money if he lacks anything! In this way, vicious competition will almost disappear." Zhou Manqing sighed for a while, and finally gave Qiao Yi'an a chicken soup. She said with a smile: "So no matter where it is No matter what business you do, the most important thing is to rely on your own ability. As long as you have the ability, you can succeed even if there are any obstacles in front of you. For those who want to take advantage, if you dare to reach out, you must be careful to be chopped off! "

"As the saying goes, harmony makes money. This gambler is a good man on weekdays. Most of the high-end wool he sells is sold to others at a slightly cheaper price than the market price, and he eats it himself. Meat, and let other people share the soup... Therefore, there are fewer people who want to find Mr. He. "