Because he found what he was looking for, Zhou Heng felt very comfortable. When going down the mountain, it was getting late, and there were few people on this Huashan Mountain, and it was thanks to the hospitality of the farmer owner, otherwise Zhou Heng would not even have a place to live, and he was afraid that he would have to return with heaven and earth, and all things would live together. At dinner, Zhou Heng chatted with the farmer's owner.

Through conversation, he knew that the family's surname was Wang, Wang Laohan was in his sixties, and the family had two sons. The boss called Wang Dashi, learned to carve stone tablets with people in the city, and rarely came back. The second child's name is Wang Xiaoshi, about ten years old, he can't be idle, he likes to dance with knives and sticks, and he once learned two ways of boxing and kicking with his fellow villagers in the Li Martial Arts Hall at the foot of Huashan.

The Wang family has more than 10 acres of dry land, and the annual grain they receive is limited, and the family's income mainly depends on logging and stone mining in the mountains. They mined the stone from the mountains, carved it roughly, and sold it to the craftsmen in the city. Because the work was very rough and far from the city, it could not be sold for a few dollars, and the family could barely make ends meet.

This stonemason is no different from other professions, and it needs to be slowly and carefully polished with a unique technique, so it is not easy for Wang Laohan to have this craft.

"Can I take a look at your family's stone tools?" Zhou Heng asked Wang Laohan.

"Why not, just in the back room, come with me. Wang Laohan was very polite.

Zhou Heng got up and followed the old man to the back room, but saw that the house was full of stone tables, stone benches, stone mills, some stones, and a few stone horses. He walked around the room, and his eyes were drawn to a small stone box. The stone box is about three inches in size, and the carving is rough, so it is not worth much. What caught his attention was the texture of the stone box, which was a dark green color with a hint of white. Ye Haotian has often seen his father play with gold and stone jade since he was a child, so he knows at a glance that the green part belongs to Lantian jade.

Wang Laohan couldn't stop looking at him holding the stone box, and said with a smile: "This is carved by Xiaoer, it looks quite good, and I don't know what the texture is." ”

Zhou Heng pondered for a moment and asked, "How far is Lantian County from here?"

"About eighty miles. ”

Zhou Heng knew in his heart that the mountains here were probably connected to the Lantian jade veins, and the jade mine extended from Lantian all the way here. He took out a tael of silver and handed it to the old man, asking to buy the jade box.

The old man hurriedly waved his hand: "No, no, how can you ask for one or two, such a big stone mill can only be sold for five dollars of silver!"

Zhou Heng said with a smile: "This is jade, how can it be compared to a stone? ”

"Really?" Wang Laohan hurriedly called his youngest son when he heard this: "Shiwa, come here, where did you find it?"

Wang Xiaoshi scratched his head and thought for a long time, and said: "It's on the back mountain, I can't say a word clearly, I'll take my husband tomorrow." ”

Early the next morning, Wang Xiaoshi came to ask, "Sir, shall we go?"

Zhou Heng explained with a smile: "No, you can't do it in the morning, you have to wait until the afternoon." Looking at Wang Xiaoshi's puzzled expression, he added: "This is what the ancient book says, and I don't know if it is spiritual." There is a poem as evidence: "Lantian said that warm jade smokes", which says that under the scorching sun, Lantian jade will give birth to special jade smoke. That kind of jade smoke is only found when you pay special attention.

After lunch, Wang Xiaoshi came to urge with a chisel and a hammer.

Zhou Heng asked him to lead the way in front and followed behind.

The two of them went out and didn't go far to a hill.

Halfway up the mountain, Wang Xiaoshi stopped and kicked the stone under his feet: "It's around here." ”

Zhou Heng looked down and saw that it was a piece of green and green mountain rocks, and some places showed a little jade silk, but unfortunately they were all intermittently unsystematic.

He tried to pick a few places and chisel them down with a chisel in the direction of the jade silk. It turned out to be just ordinary stones, and it was the same several times in a row.

When Wang Xiaoshi saw it, he was a little disappointed.

Zhou Heng stood up and walked slowly around. The range of his movements is getting bigger and bigger. When he walked to a huge rock, the psychic jade on his chest suddenly warmed up. His heart moved, and he quickly stopped to take a closer look.

It was a large stone with a radius of more than ten zhang, the stone was white, and there was no grass, and there was no trace of jade. He walked along the boulder, the Tongling Baoyu was always hot, and it was cold when he left the Dashibaoyu. Walking to the place where he left the boulder, he looked carefully at the sun, and found that there was a faint mist on the boulder under the sun, and the texture of the mist was extremely fine and very fine.

When I looked back, I saw Wang Xiaoshi squatting on the ground in a daze.

Zhou Heng couldn't help but smile, approached the boulder, and chiseled down in the center of the boulder, only to see the green jade after only two or three chisels. The jade is buried very shallowly, less than half a foot from the surface of the boulder.

He got up and continued to dig in another place, and there was jade in several places. It seems that this piece of jade is huge, but I am afraid that it will be worth a fortune.

He piled back the chiseled stone chips, and then beckoned Wang Xiaoshi to go back. On the way back, he didn't say a word, thinking in his heart: "If so much wealth cannot be properly arranged, I am afraid that it will bring disaster to this royal family, and it must be carefully considered." ”

In the past, he had never cared about money. But since the Su family's catastrophe, everything has changed.

Until this moment, he didn't know who the enemy was, and the road to revenge was not completely determined, so he had to make many preparations: if the enemy family came from a martial arts family, he could come to the door to ask for revenge after the martial arts were successful; Money can make the devil grind, and no matter which way, it is very beneficial to have enough money.

Wang Xiaoshi walked behind, watching Zhou Heng walk with his head down and walking seriously, his mouth opened and closed.

Back in the house, Zhou Heng asked Wang Laohan and Xiao Shi to sit down, and then said with a solemn expression: "We have found a treasure, these jades can not only make us rich, but also ruin our families." ”

"Huh?" Wang Laohan was so frightened that his hands shook.

Zhou Heng hurriedly comforted him and said: "Don't be afraid, this place is sparsely populated, as long as we don't make a noise, no one should know." The top priority is to quietly mine the jade back. ”

Wang Xiaoshi also said: "Dad, it's okay, I'll go to the city to call the eldest brother back, and a few people will do it together, it won't take half a month." ”

Wang Laohan just nodded, and his heart was always uneasy.

That night, the eldest king, Dashi, returned.