Chapter Ninety-Nine: Making Trouble
Hearing Li Yidao's words, Chen Lang was puzzled, thought for a while, and then nodded, and said: "Mr. Li, on Yulin Street, there are a few Burmese shopkeepers, I don't know what you want to do with these Burmese people?" ”
Li Yidao didn't talk too much nonsense, and said casually: "It's nothing, I just want to do some business." ”
Last time, Jin Buchang told Li Yidao that the stones on the list of fake rough stones in Li Yidao's hand had been checked one by one.
Li Yidao is very trusting of Jin Buchang, after all, they are all the same palms, and Jin Buchang's performance yesterday is okay.
Li Yidao's idea in his heart now is very simple, that is, if Jin Buchang has seen which stones he has seen, it means that which stones are likely to have been transferred.
Although Li Yidao felt that this idea was ridiculous, but now only this reason can explain the past, why there were so many fake stones in the batch of stones that Heyuyuan transported to Tengzhou last time.
Yan Yelai, who had been following Li Yidao's side without speaking, suddenly said: "Chen Zhangtou, I want to do business." ”
Chen looked at it and didn't ask too much, "That's it, Mr. Li, I'll tell you the approximate location of those shops and stalls, and the rest is up to you." ”
Li Yidao said "um", of course he knew that this was Chen Lang's fear that it would arouse the suspicion of others.
After all, there were so many pairs of eyes staring at them on Yulin Street, if someone spread the news of the contact between the two of them to Manager You's ears, then I am afraid that the scene would be ugly.
Soon, Chen Lang told Li Yidao all the information about the Burmese people on Yulin Street.
Li Yidao didn't stay too long, and after coming out of the tea restaurant with Yan Yelai, he headed towards Yulin Street.
According to Chen Lang's guidance, Li Yidao first found the stall of the first Burmese pawn.
Li Yidao pretended to be very casual, and in front of the Burmese stall owner's shop, he shuttled back and forth.
"Boss, do you want to buy stones?" The Burmese man asked in stiff Mandarin.
Li Yidao didn't speak, grinned, and looked at the stones in front of him again.
"Do you have any other stones here?"
Li Yidao asked with a playful expression on his face.
The Burmese stall owner didn't seem to react, and after a while, he asked, "I don't know what kind of stone you want, boss?" ”
Li Yidao laughed twice, the reason why he asked this was to test the stall owner in front of him and whether he knew the existence of those fake stones.
"That's it, fake stone." Li Yidao asked casually.
When the Burmese stall owner heard Li Yidao's words, he waved his hand again and again, and said: "No, no, boss, I don't have a fake stone here, and it depends on your ability to cut up and down." ”
The Burmese stall owner seemed to be very nervous, for fear that Li Yidao's words would be heard by the people next to him.
Li Yidao stretched out his hand and patted the Burmese man on the shoulder, and said in Burmese dialect: "Don't be nervous, I just want a few fake stones to take back to my hometown to sell." ”
The Burmese stall owner was also a little surprised when he heard that Li Yidao could speak Burmese language, and hurriedly asked in Burmese language: "What, the boss has been to Burmese Dian?" ”
Li Yidao chuckled, "You don't have to worry about so many things, just tell me if there is that kind of stone." ”
The Burmese man hesitated again and again, looking at Li Yidao who didn't look like he was lying, and after a while, he said, "Boss, you come with me." ”
As he spoke, the Burmese stall owner received all the stones on his stall into a box, put the box on the car next to him, and took Li Yidao and Yan Yelai and the two walked towards the depths of a small alley.
"Boss, are you really in that kind of business?"
As he walked, the Burmese stall owner asked, and the expression on the face of the Burmese stall owner told Li Yidao that the stall owner had not fully trusted him.
Li Yidao nodded, and then said: "I know Miao Lun, do you think I am in this business?" ”
Hearing Miao Lun's name, the Burmese stall owner seemed to be a little excited, and when he just wanted to say something to Li Yidao, he saw another Burmese old man coming out of the depths of the alley.
The old man was wearing a sweatshirt and shorts, and the beard and eyebrows on his face seemed to have risen together, as if he didn't care about his appearance at all.
After the old man saw the young Burmese stall owner walking into the alley with Li Yidao, he asked directly, "Who did you bring?" ”
The young man hurriedly said, "Friend of Boss Miao Lun! ”
When the old man heard the young man's words, he glanced at Li Yidao suspiciously, said no more, and walked into a door.
The young man hurriedly introduced to Li Yidao: "This person is my grandfather, and his temper is a little weird, but don't worry, boss." ”
Li Yidao naturally didn't worry about these things, he just wanted to see where the fake stones on Yulin Street came from.
After following the young man into the door where the old man walked in, Li Yidao saw that there were many rough stones in the yard.
Li Yidao looked over carefully, and more than half of the stones scattered on the ground were fake stones.
"Is this really a den of counterfeiting?" Li Yidao was a little incredulous.
However, Li Yidao didn't show it directly, and followed the young man into the house.
"What do you want to order, boss?" The old man asked hesitantly, the expression on his face showed that he was very distrustful of Li Yidao.
Li Yidao didn't care about the attitude of the old man in front of him at all, and sat down on a chair with a grin, and then said, "Fake stone." ”
"We never sell fake stones, the stones we have here are real." The old man had an unmistakable expression on his face.
Li Yidao snorted coldly and said, "You still want to lie to me?" ”
Li Yidao paused, and then said: "Most of those stones in your yard are fake, what, what do you want to do?" ”
Looking at the look on Li Yidao's face, the old man laughed twice and said, "If you want that stone, pick it yourself." ”
After speaking, he stopped paying attention to Li Yidao.
Li Yidao walked straight to the outside of the house and began to pick among the piles of stones.
Li Yidao didn't think about what to do with these fake stones, but after randomly selecting two pieces, he just checked out and left.
Walking out of Yulin Street, Yan Yelai asked, "What are you buying these two fake stones for?" ”
Li Yidao looked at Yan Yelai, who was puzzled on the side, and said casually: "Don't do anything, just throw the stone away for a while." ”
After speaking, Li Yidao no longer explained to Yan Ye.
Li Yidao's purpose is very simple, that is, to confirm the authenticity of these stones, he doesn't care what he buys at all.