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"How so?"

Zhuang Rui hurriedly stopped, turned his gaze back to a place more than thirty meters away, and carefully felt the aura in his eyes. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

After a few minutes, Zhuang Rui withdrew his eyes and hurriedly chased after Hu Rong who was leaving, but his heart was very excited, after probing just now, he found that the distance from the aura in his eyes had indeed doubled.

Although there is no essential upgrade except for the increase in the distance of the aura release, it is still good news for Zhuang Rui, because since leaving the Jokhang Temple, the aura has not undergone any changes.

"In the future, I must go to some famous mountains and rivers, maybe I can really improve the aura in my eyes to another level......"

The first time was in the room where the thangka was placed in the Jokhang Temple, but this time it was among the hundreds of pagodas, which could not help but make Zhuang Rui think about it, but when he was in some monasteries and tourist attractions in Beijing, this kind of situation did not happen, which made Zhuang Rui a little puzzled.

It is said that the history of the construction of those monasteries in Beijing should be longer than these pagodas in Myanmar, but there is no movement of the aura there, at most you can only find that in those buildings, there is a wealth of aura, but for the aura in Zhuang Rui's eyes, it is not of any help.

"Could it be that this is the energy of faith? It's just that I don't believe in these ghosts and gods......

Until he sat in Hu Rong's RV, Zhuang Rui was still frowning and thinking, Hu Rong saw his appearance, and he didn't bother, Buddhists talk about the word "epiphany", Hu Rong also thought that Zhuang Rui was in the pagoda and understood the true meaning of Buddhism.

After thinking about it, Zhuang Rui only found one thing in common between the Jokhang Temple in Tibet and the Tallinn in Myanmar, that is, the believers they have are extremely religious, and like those temples in the capital, most of them sell dog meat with sheep's heads, who knows if those monks will wear a hat and drill into the disco at night.

Shaking his head, Zhuang Rui expelled all these messy thoughts out of his mind, the aura in his eyes came suddenly, and there was no law at all, but fortunately, as long as it could be used by himself, there was no point in thinking so much, and Zhuang Rui did not dare to leak the ability in his eyes.

After coming to his senses, Zhuang Rui saw Hu Rong observing himself, and hurriedly said: "Brother Hu, I'm sorry, I was a little fascinated by things for a while, there are so many pagodas in Myanmar, there must be a lot of believers......

"Of course, more than 95 percent of the people in Myanmar believe in Buddhism, which is the state religion of Myanmar......"

Hu Rong's words confirmed what Zhuang Rui thought in his heart, maybe the change in aura is really related to faith.

"Peng Fei, do you know the Chengxi Imperial Restaurant? Let's take a motorcycle to eat......

"Brother Zhuang, you can eat, I won't go, I just have something to do......"

After Zhuang Rui came to the place to eat, he called Peng Fei, but this kid mysteriously didn't know what he was doing, and after saying a few words, he hung up the phone.

Hu Rong is obviously very familiar with people in Mandalay, as soon as he walked into this restaurant, someone kept greeting him, Hu Rong arched his hands and greeted people everywhere, and took Zhuang Rui to the box on the second floor.

Neither of them had been drinking, and after eating a seafood feast with Burmese characteristics, Hu Rong did not call a taxi, but walked Zhuang Rui to the jewelry trading center in Mandalay.

"Brother Hu, is this it?"

Mandalay's jewelry trading center is not far from this restaurant, and after walking for three minutes, Zhuang Rui looked at the place in front of him from a distance, which looked like a domestic vegetable market, and asked Hu Rong in a daze.

The rough jewelry trading center presented in front of Zhuang Rui did not even have a shed, but a clear space surrounded by wooden fences and wires, and then at the entrance, there was a gate made of wood, and there were two soldiers with guns standing at the door.

Compared with the jade trading center in Pingzhou, this place is not eye-catching at all, and it is called a shabby.

"That's right, it's here, our company also has a stall in it, hehe, Myanmar is like this, in the early years, I didn't take jadeite seriously at all, and it took more than ten years to pay attention to it, this market has been twenty or thirty years, and it has become a habit, and no one has changed it......"

Hu Rong saw Zhuang Rui's expression, laughed, and then said: "Don't look at this place, there are a lot of good things, glass imperial green and purple eyes and other superb jadeite, some people have made it here, depending on personal eyesight and luck......"

Zhuang Rui nodded when he heard this, he still understands the truth that the meat of the bun is not on the folds, the situation in Myanmar is a bit like the people who live by the river, no one cares that the overwhelming sand on the riverbed can be sold for money, and in the same way, the Burmese people did not expect that the stones all over the mountains were actually treasures.

"Brother Hu, this can't be a different treatment, right? Burmese people don't have to take money?"

Walking to the door of the market, Zhuang Rui saw a sign beside the soldiers, with the words "one dollar for admission" written in Chinese and English, and several buyers who looked and dressed should be Chinese, and when they entered the door, they had to throw a dollar into the box under the sign before they could enter.

"You don't need ...... naturally"

Hu Rong said hello to the two people at the door with a smile, walked straight in with Zhuang Rui, and then said: "Most of the people who come here are Chinese, although they have to pay money, but foreigners who break the law in Myanmar will generally not be sentenced, as long as they are fined some money, otherwise where are so many people who dare to come to Myanmar to smuggle rough stones......

After entering the market, Zhuang Rui felt like he had come to Pingzhou, because most of the words spoken by people in the past were Cantonese, and the domestic wool merchants were mostly people from Guangdong and Yunnan, and some retail investors did not have the funds to participate in the jade market, and generally came here to pan for rough stones.

Walking in the middle of the market, Zhuang Rui found that each stall has a shelf, and most of the products sold on the shelves are finished jadeite, but the workmanship is poor and the style is also very old.

In addition to the jadeite finished jewelry on the shelf, the rough stones are placed on the ground, Zhuang Rui carefully looked at a few stalls, all of them are full gambling materials, and there are very few rough stones with windows or faces, so that the risk of gambling stones is also doubled.

Buyers from all over the world are squatting on the ground to select rough stones, and from time to time they are bargaining with stall owners.

"Oh, by the way, you don't understand Chinese......

Zhuang Rui squatted down, pointed to a piece of wool and asked the stall owner, but then reacted and asked again in English.

"200,000!" Before Zhuang Rui finished asking the price in English, the stall owner stretched out two fingers and replied in Chinese very skillfully.

This piece of material is only the size of a fist, it is a little green inside, and it can be worth about 350,000 yuan when it is solved, but the price of 200,000 yuan is also outrageous.

Zhuang Rui didn't bargain, he stood up and continued to walk forward, does the buddy look like a fool?

"Hehe, Brother Zhuang, don't be angry, they are all asking for a random price, you can pay 500 yuan for that material, maybe he will sell it......"

Hu Rong saw Zhuang Rui's disgruntled face, and laughed beside him, the Burmese people didn't learn from China, but they asked for money on the spot, and what they learned was still very authentic.

Zhuang Rui nodded, after looking at four or five houses, he didn't find any good materials, and some stalls simply mixed some broken stones with jadeite rough stones to sell, Zhuang Rui also found that someone was buying, and couldn't help but shake his head, there is really nothing in this world that can't be sold.

"Zhuang Rui, this stall is mine, do you want to take a look, which piece of material do you like, Brother Hu will give it to you to solve the ......"

When he walked to a stall, Hu Rong stopped, and when the stall man saw Hu Rong, he immediately stood up from the stall and said hello to Hu Rong with his hands folded.

"Oh, if I pick a glass material, won't Brother Hu lose a lot of money?"

Zhuang Rui also stopped when he heard this, and looked at Hu Rong's stall, his stall was obviously much larger than those next to him, and there were about a hundred pieces of wool on the ground, and they were basically all gambling materials, and there were a few people picking them up.

"What's the matter, look down on my brother, you can solve the imperial green, and I can ......afford to give it away."

Hu Rong pretended to be angry and straightened his face, and said, "Otherwise, let's pick out one piece and see who has good eyesight, how about it?"

To be honest, bringing Zhuang Rui to this market, Hu Rong is a bit of a school Zhuang Rui meaning, he himself from the crotch pants when others fiddle with mud, Hu Rong began to play with the original jade, but after this Myanmar public market, Hu Rong found that his kung fu to identify the original stone, it seems to be much worse than Zhuang Rui.

As the saying goes, there is no first martial arts and no second, and Hu Rong also wanted to compare with Zhuang Rui in his heart.

"Okay, since Brother Hu said so, of course the younger brother accompanies ......"

With the relationship between Zhuang Rui and Hu Rong, it will not hurt the harmony because of the bet on winning or losing, and hearing Hu Rong say this, Zhuang Rui is also interested.

"This thing gives you ......"

Hu Rong took two sets of magnifying glasses and flashlights from the stall owner, handed one to Zhuang Rui, and then the two looked at the rough stone separately.

"Hmm, there really is an old pit to grow material......

Zhuang Rui was standing next to a pile of fist-sized jade rough stones at this time, even if he didn't use the aura in his eyes, he could tell that these should be black black sand from the Mameng Factory.