For some unknown reason, the number of men who come and go in the antique street is far greater than that of women.

It took a lot of effort for Jia Nidao to squeeze into the crowd, anyway, everyone is a man, so they are not afraid of any indecent or anything like that, even if someone around them felt Jia Nidao's offense, they just looked at him curiously, and then listened to the few people who were close to the center of the stall, and what they said in their mouths, as if they were afraid of missing half a word.

On the contrary, Jia seemed to say to himself, and felt a little embarrassed in the occasional pushing.

"This big brother, isn't there a stone here, why are so many people around looking?" Jia Yidao was very modest, and after stabilizing his position, he asked a middle-aged man beside him. And this middle-aged man didn't seem to hear Jia Nidao's question at all, maybe he didn't pay attention, maybe he was disdainful, all in all, Jia Nidao felt that his situation was a little embarrassing.

Fortunately, the people who had been watching the stone before discussed with each other for a few words, and then they got out of the way, and then another group of people stepped forward and began a new round of observation.

At this time, the people around seemed to be a little ready to move all of a sudden, gathering in groups of three or five, talking to each other, full of wanton passion, and filled with a trace of weirdness, giving Jia Nidao the feeling that these people seemed to be doing a mysterious thing.

"Oh, by the way, little brother, what did you just ask?" The middle-aged man beside Jia Nidao glanced at Jia Nidao and spoke a standard Linhai dialect. This made the communication between Jia Rudao and him a lot more cordial. Jia Rudao was not polite, and asked directly: "This big brother, I just want to ask, what is so special about these stones, why are so many people gathered here to watch." ”

"Little brother, what do you call it?" The middle-aged man did not immediately explain the reason, but looked at Jia Nidao's expression, very surprised, and made Jia Nidao wonder in his heart, is it too retarded? After all, this is in the antique street, even if it is any inconspicuous thing, a coin, a broken bowl, may be worth a fortune.

"My surname is Jia, Jia Baoyu's Jia. You can just call me Xiao Jia. Jia Rudao replied cautiously in Linhai dialect. I'm afraid that if Jia Nidao hadn't paid much attention to the first question before, and used Linhai dialect, it is estimated that people would not have paid attention to him at all.

Many times, the concept of regionality is so quietly pervasive between the tricks and formulas in life.

"Hehe, Xiao Jia, this surname of yours is not very popular in the antique street. The middle-aged man seemed to see a trace of Jia Yidao's embarrassment, and couldn't help but make a joke, and the words he said were also with strong local characteristics of the sea.

And after such a small joke, the next conversation, the two opened up a lot.

The middle-aged man's surname is Ma, and next to him is his companion, surnamed Zhang, who is about the same age as him, all in their thirties and forties. The two didn't ignore it because Jia Nidao didn't understand anything, but said a lot of simple things in the conversation, and even sometimes explained a sentence or two to Jia Nidao.

In the words of the man surnamed Ma, they are just talking nonsense.

There was nothing wrong with Jia Rudao's previous inquiry. The stalls are indeed stones. It's just that there's something else in this stone. The so-called wool is naturally regarded as jargon by Jia Yidao, a general term for this special type of stone.

An ordinary stone is not valuable, but the wool is different, a piece of wool weighing a few kilograms is at least a few hundred, and when it is expensive, it can even reach thousands, tens of thousands, hundreds of thousands.

If it is a modern ordinary bowl, it is naturally not worth a few dollars, but if it is ancient, especially if it is very typical if it is very rare, then the value is needless to say, everyone knows that it is very expensive. As for the judgment in this, the subtle differences, and the specific price are naturally very particular about a person's vision.

Of course, antiques are their own historical value and collection value!

Wool is different from antiques, it does not have any historical value, as for the collection value, it depends on the quality of the original jade contained in the wool after opening. This requires everyone to evaluate whether it is worth the price when facing the wool. Before that, the price of everything was artificially estimated. This involves a person's ability to observe and knowledge, as well as experience, courage, and so on. The factors combined in all aspects are different, so the price determined by each person is naturally different!

After listening to these elaborations, Jia Rudao suddenly realized: "It turns out that this is a gambling stone." ”

After all, Jia Rudao is also a person who often wanders around the Internet, and his knowledge is still relatively wide. The legend of the gambling stone has also been heard. It's just that I haven't seen the rough stone, that is, the wool, so I don't know the specific situation.

At that moment, Jia Rudao looked curiously at the ordinary-looking stones in front of him again, could there really be jade in them?

The most intuitive thought in Jia Yidao's mind was that the high prices of the jade objects in the 'Zhou Ji' jade shop, as well as the exquisite workmanship, and then thinking that they were all obtained from the stones in front of him, it was no wonder that the people around him were so crazy to wander around the stones.

"How is it, are you tempted?" The man surnamed Ma couldn't help but feel at ease after seeing Jia Yidao looking at the wool with curious eyes, and said a little narrowly, "Actually, the nature of gambling stones and antique market leaks is almost the same, if you are lucky, you can become a millionaire as long as you are lucky." ”

"Xiao Jia, don't be fooled by him. The man surnamed Zhang persuaded Jia Rudao and said, "Since you can come to the antique street, you should know more or less what the probability of picking up is great, right? Look at the few people over there, but they are all veterans who have been immersed in this industry for many years, and every time they are faced with new wool, they still don't have the slightest certainty. God knows what will be like inside when the wool is cut. If there is no jade, then all the expenses will basically be wasted. ”

"Look at what you said, try to scare Xiao Jia, besides, I don't mean to let Xiao Jia gamble on stones. The man surnamed Ma was dissatisfied with the statement of the man surnamed Zhang, and said to Jia Rudao, "Xiao Jia, if you are interested, you can pick up a cheap stone to try your luck." This scene of gambling stones is rare in our seaside. It's a rare opportunity. ”

Jia Rudao glanced at these people around him, I'm afraid it's more like what the man surnamed Ma said, most of them are fresh, right?