One stone stirred up a thousand waves, and the news that Zhang Jing found a five-pound meteorite soon spread in the night market and circle of friends.

The more the news spreads, the more exaggerated it becomes.

Passerby A: A young man who was cut off his leg found a five-pound piece of meteoric iron.

Passerby B: A young man who was split twice in a row found a 50-pound glass meteorite.

Passerby C: A young man who has been hacked 20 times in a row finds a 500-pound Martian meteorite.

.....

Passerby N: A young man who has been hacked 200 times in a row finds a 5,000-pound lunar meteorite.

Later, the more it was spread, but no one believed it.

Not surprisingly, Zhang Jing received a call from Xiao Jing, and the woman asked softly and with concern, "You haven't called me for two days, and you haven't encountered danger outside, right?" ”

"Look at the circle of friends," Zhang Jing complained, "I am the lucky guy who was rumored to have been split two hundred times and found a 5,000-pound lunar meteorite." ”

"What do you mean!"

Xiao Jing's face changed in a second, and she asked in an unkind tone on the phone.

"You used to be my girlfriend, I would spoil you, and now, bye bye!"

was hung up, Xiao Jing couldn't calm down for a long time, and she naturally didn't believe the exaggerated rumors in the circle of friends, but at least it showed that someone had found a good meteorite.

Just now, I was envious of who was walking shit luck, but I never expected that that person was Zhang Jing.

The more he thought about it, the more angry he became, Xiao Jing rushed to the backpacker hotel that Zhang Jing rented all the year round, made a lot of noise and didn't find anyone, so he simply sat on the first floor and waited.

Zhang Jing didn't know that his ex-girlfriend planned to keep him crazily, enjoying haggis, mutton skewers, belly meat, and steamed buns in the night market.... Eat a little of each.

I lingered until half past nine in the evening, and came to the north gate of Xijiang University again.

Xu Zehong arrived almost at the same time.

"How?"

After taking the meteorite, Zhang Jing asked with concern.

"Unpatterned meteorite iron, with a high nickel content, no Weidemann pattern, is relatively rare."

Basic common sense, Zhang Jing understands.

The Earth's core is mainly composed of iron and nickel, and the higher the nickel content, the closer the proof is to the core.

Therefore, it is generally believed in the meteorite community that the high content of nickel-iron meteorites comes from the core part of the small row.

In this sense, the price of Zhang Jing's iron meteorite is not 800~1500, but 6000~8000 per gram, and the price will reach 10,000 per gram when meeting a good buyer.

His heart was beating vigorously, his hands were shaking and his legs were shaking, and Zhang Jing was looking forward to asking, "Is it moonfall?" ”

If it's a moonfall, multiply the price by ten.

"Definitely not, there is a high probability that it belongs to an asteroid core, you are very lucky, this is the proof I wrote for you."

After receiving Xu Zehong's handwritten certificate, Zhang Jing was afraid that his heart would jump out of his chest, and this time he was really rich.

"Need me to introduce you to a buyer?"

When Zhang Jing was about to leave, he was stopped by Xu Zehong, "The price must be higher than the price you sell to those middlemen." ”

Because there are many practitioners in picking up jade and meteorites in western Xinjiang, a market has been formed, and many large and small middlemen have opened stores to buy meteorites, jade, and antiques.

"What about the conditions?" Zhang Jing asked rhetorically.

"Give me a 10% commission, and don't show your meteorite to anyone just yet."

Zhang Jing was surprised, he didn't expect it to be so few, because middlemen generally only buy at 60% of the market price, and 70% of them belong to good people.

With such good conditions, Zhang Jing naturally agreed.

Farewell to the old man, the sun has just set.

Walking on the sidewalk, Zhang Jing was in a very beautiful mood, and unconsciously hummed a section of Peking Opera 'Fishing for Golden Turtles'.

"It's called Zhang Yi, my son, listen to my mother's lesson, and treat your mother to Jiao'er clearly...."

"Brother Zhang, wait for me."

Twenty-year-old Ding Jiaqi trotted up from behind this year, "When did you come back, Sister Xiao Jing?" ”

Looking at Ding Jiaqi, Zhang Jing avoided Xiao Jing and chatted: "I just came back in the afternoon, why are you here?" ”

A year ago, Zhang Jing met Ding Jiaqi on the high-speed train and learned that she wanted to study at Zhejiang University in her hometown because of her insufficient scores, and finally came to study in Xijiang University far away from her hometown.

Because they are fellow villagers, they are strangers in a foreign land, and later they have eaten barbecue together two or three times, and occasionally contact them on their mobile phones, which is considered an ordinary friend.

Ding Jiaqi panted slightly and complained: "There is a guy who has been following me lately, causing me to take a detour back to the dormitory every day. ”

Zhang Jinghe smiled and looked at Ding Jiaqi, who is about 1.7 meters tall, her skin is whiter than most girls, her facial features are exquisite, her forehead is plump, and her face is fleshy, these are her advantages.

But it's not particularly pretty, and it can only be said to be attractive.

In layman's terms, Ding Jiaqi is suitable for being a wife, and people with high vision look down on her.

"Don't laugh," Ding Jiaqi raised his fist and asked curiously: "You are in a good mood, have you made money?" ”

Zhang nodded his head, "Earn 100 million points." ”

During the chat, the two walked to the night city, and a compound aroma greeted them, even if Zhang Jing was full, he felt that he could eat again.

"Brother Zhang," Ding Jiaqi tugged at the corners of Zhang Jingyi, drooling at the corners of her mouth, and said in an expectant tone: "I want to eat skewers, can you have a treat, and I will invite you back when I earn money from my summer work." ”

Ding Jiaqi talked about it before, her mother gives 1,200 living expenses a month, which seems not to be small, but it is actually only enough to eat in the canteen, and she has to be careful, she can't eat too much meat, and she can only eat grapes for fruit.

"Okay," Zhang Jing readily agreed, "You order, I'll pay." ”

Ding Jiaqi cheered, flashed and rushed to the food stalls in the night market, followed by belly meat, haggis, mutton skewers, steamed buns and so on.

Seventy yuan to feed Ding Jiaqi and send her back to the dormitory, Zhang Jing returned to the backpacker hotel in the northwest of the city, where he usually stayed, and happened to bump into Xiao Jing.

Seeing Zhang Jing, Xiao Jing pretended to have a pitiful expression and said with concern, "You're back, I've been waiting for a long time." ”

Xiao Jing, twenty-three years old this year, one year younger than Zhang Jing, a middle-aged person, 1.68 meters tall, big eyes, high nose bridge, and eight points in appearance.

At first glance, she is more beautiful than the twenty-year-old Ding Jiaqi.

Because of this, Zhang Jing knelt and licked her for half a year, buying gifts and pets.

I didn't expect to answer the old saying: lick the dog lick the dog, lick it to the end, and have nothing.

"Don't pretend," Zhang Jing showcased, "There's a better one, what are you waiting for me?" ”

"What's better?" Xiao Jing denied it and said hypocritically: "I only have you in my eyes." ”

Zhang Jing didn't want to fight or quarrel, he just wanted to sleep with the meteorite in his arms now, and drove away: "You were picked up by me, get out." ”

"Get out?" Xiao Jing fried her hair, "How can you waste half a year of my youth?" ”

mentioned half a year of youth, Zhang Jing was even more angry.

"In just half a year, you spent 100,000 yuan in my savings, mobile phones, bags, jewelry, necklaces, these money will be returned to me, and then I will consider compensating you for the loss of youth."

"Bang! Boom! ”

The innkeeper knocked on the front desk and raised his hand to the three cameras in the room, "Don't fight, the cameras are connected to the police station." ”

Xiao Jing didn't dare to do it, and neither did Zhang Jing, it wasn't cost-effective to fight and lock it in.

Calming down, Xiao Jing looked at the backpack behind Zhang Jing, "The circle of friends said that you found a lunar meteorite, is it true?" ”

"Fake."

"What's in your bag?"

"It's none of your business."

"I love you." Xiao Jing explained.

"Don't disgust me."