After Ji Meng praised Hölderlin greatly, he made an appointment with him to go to the jade fair, but due to time constraints, he hurriedly said goodbye.

That night, Ji Meng couldn't sleep with excitement, and counted more than 80,000 gold bars in his mind before falling asleep.

When I woke up, it was almost noon, and Ji Mengfeng ran downstairs to see that everyone had already gotten up.

Ji Meng called on steel teeth and white hair, asked them to dress as low-key as possible, put on sunglasses and masks, and set off for the jade fair together.

The jade fair is in the museum in the west of the city, according to the above time, today is just an ordinary exchange, that is, retail traders are buying and selling in various stalls, and there will be a serious auction tomorrow.

The museum is quite lively, with people coming and going. The parking lot is also full of urgency, which is very different from the appearance of the gate in the past.

Even though Steel Tooth wears a mask and sunglasses, his superior height still stands out from the crowd and attracts many people's attention.

"Low-key, low-key, unobtrusive." Ji Meng whispered.

The white hair shook off the big waves, and spread his hands helplessly: "I also want to keep a low profile, but my strength doesn't allow it." ”

Ji Meng glanced at her: "Can't you dress casually?" ”

"It's already very casual, do you want me to dress like you who is neither male nor female?"

Ji Meng glanced down at the loose T-shirt and jeans on his body, and didn't think there was anything wrong with it.

Shaking his head helplessly, Ji Meng didn't want to talk to her anymore, and his attention shifted to the surrounding display cabinets.

Each different merchant has its own booth, and each booth has many rough stones.

In Ji Meng's eyes, these rough stones looked no different from ordinary stones, and some of them were extremely ugly.

The original is large and small, and the price also ranges from tens to tens of thousands.

In addition to the original stone, there are also some jade objects that have been made, such as jade bracelets, jade rings, jade beads, and so on.

It's just that, compared to the spectators around the rough stone, there are far fewer customers at the jade counter of the finished product.

Ji Meng came today to try his luck and at the same time to see if Hölderlin, a cheating artifact, could work here!

I didn't know much about Raw Stone Jimeng, so I could only learn a thing or two from the communication between the customers and the stall owner while strolling.

After listening to Ji Meng for a while, I realized that some of these rough stones are produced by the old pit, and some are new, usually everyone will choose the old pit mine, where the probability of producing the best jadeite is much higher.

In addition, there is the so-called half-gambling stone. This kind of stone has basically revealed green, which means that the probability of jadeite in it is very high, and everyone can see it.

However, the price of this stone is also more expensive than other stones, but if you are unlucky, you will have a little green on your skin.

In short, it is the existence of a thought of heaven and a thought of hell, and what you play with is a heartbeat.

Jade is a thing with deep water, especially for a person like Ji Meng, who has black eyes, and it is simply a blind man touching an elephant.

After a few turns, Jimeng stopped at a stall where there weren't too many people.

The stones on this stall are not large, and the most expensive stone does not exceed 50,000.

Ji Meng secretly calculated it and felt that even if he lost, he wouldn't lose too much.

The stall owner is a woman in her early thirties, who is playing with her mobile phone, looking like she has no intention of doing business.

Jimeng secretly summoned Hölderlin, and then pretended to look at the stones.

Although the stall owner seemed to be playing with his mobile phone, when Ji Meng's hand touched the stone, her eyes immediately turned to Ji Meng, and then quickly glanced Ji Meng up and down.

Immediately, a look of disdain appeared on the stall owner's face, as if he didn't think that Jimeng could afford her stone at all.

I only heard the stall owner prolong his tone and said coldly: "This stone is six thousand one." ”