Ruili Gambling Stone Trading Market is located in the western part of Yunnan Province on the border between China and Myanmar, when I was young, I spent some time in Yunnan, made friends with many local rough stone merchants, and also witnessed the gambling stone trading in full swing.

At that time, I was buoyant, I was fooled by two sentences and followed the people behind the people to run to the mining area to hand over the jade rough, as the saying goes, a long illness becomes a doctor, see more, even a layman can find a little way, I am naturally not satisfied with doing hard labor, so I specially ran to consult the local gambling stone experts.

It was a bald old man with yellow muscles and thin muscles, stray hairy eyebrows, hanging triangular eyes, distinct nasolabial folds and furrows on both sides of the nose, black lips, and a whole face completely devoid of the look that a living person should have. The first time I met the legendary gambling stone expert, the first thought that popped into my head was: this man has a kidney deficiency.

On the Sino-Myanmar border, because the rough stone trade is very hot, it is similar to the Macau casino, and there will inevitably be some outlaws on the underworld involved, for such people, wealth is the first, life is secondary. I am also a person who walks on the tip of a knife, but I also try to stay away from these people as much as possible, although it is inevitable that I will meet them in various places, not that I am instigated, but I can afford to spend hundreds of thousands of yuan to gamble on a stone twenty years ago, and the background of the power behind me can be imagined.

The gambling stone expert sat on the bench, his legs stretched, two bony big feet kicked off a pair of rag shoes that were originally stepped on under his feet, that day, the heat of 30 degrees Celsius scorched the ground to steam, but he could calmly step on the ground barefoot, without frowning.

I stood aside with my hands tied, looking at the bald old expert with a little embarrassment, and I was embarrassed to speak first when I saw that he had been pursing his lips and his face was very bad.

Two people who have never known each other look at each other, the scorching sun is in the sky, and the people in the trading market are all restless and upset, and many decent men can't help the hot weather, directly bare-chested and exposed their breasts, and released their big bellies from their clothes, they put the sweat-soaked clothes loosely on their right shoulders, and there was some faint excitement in their hearts. Probably because the people who wear clothes may be divided into classes and status, but once they take off their clothes, they are all ordinary men who sweat and walk with putty and flesh.

I was still confronted by the old man, cold sweat dripping down my forehead, and beads of sweat the size of beans slid down my angular face.

"Uncle, my name is Qin Shihai, and I want to ask you about looking at the original stone."

The gambling stone expert squinted at me, rolled his eyes with some disdain, and said:

"Want to learn? Judging the quality of the jadeite color inside the rough stone through visual observation is not so light, this learning is likely to be a lifetime, can you survive this offspring?"

I heard his accent familiar, grinned, and said with a smile:

"Yo, uncle, listening to your accent, we're fellow countrymen. Look at what you said, how can a broken stone cost me a lifetime?"

The gambling stone expert snorted coldly, and just like that, he began to talk to me about the rules of the gambling stone line. I laughed to myself, thinking that this old fritter looked shrewd, but I still couldn't help the psychological tactics, I just used a little agitation to make him willing to pour the ink out of his belly. The old man spoke unequivocally about the technical terms, which confused me as a layman.

The old man said that he had been crawling on the Sino-Burmese border for about 40 years, absurd, staggering, unspeakable, and had seen all kinds of things, but he still couldn't figure out the inside story of the rough stone trade, which showed how deep the water in this line was.

But there are many bizarre things, and many things that make ordinary people shocked are no longer strange in the eyes of the old man, but there is only one thing, and to this day, his scalp is numb when he thinks about it.