The fat deacon is none other than the person who speaks for the Duobao Chamber of Commerce, the deacon Yang who has been having a bad time recently.

Deacon Yang, surnamed Yang Minggong, was born in Duobaozong, has been in the Yifangcheng branch of Duobaozong for dozens of years, and has been in charge of the operation of the Duobao Chamber of Commerce in recent years.

Yang Gong is still very concerned about running the Duobao Chamber of Commerce, and his results are indeed good, but recently he has an indescribable boredom with this job in his hand.

In his opinion, if you do business, you should do business, find a way to sell more goods, make more money, and create more value for the sect, even if you are worthy of your position, you are also worthy of the cultivation of the sect.

But after a few years of work, he found more and more that taking care of business actually only took up a very small part of his daily work, and most of his energy was spent on some meaningless things, especially after the old hall master was gone, and the new Elder Tan took office.

Endless meetings, endless reports, endless summaries take up a lot of his time, and on top of that, he has to keep an eye out for the waste that has been planted under his hands through some unknown channel to prevent them from doing something strange and unimaginable.

As for business, that's it! It's better to be able to do it than to be able to say, and no matter how much you make money, it's not as important as writing a good summary.

After a while, Deacon Yang even began to dislike himself, he felt that he was busy every day, but he did not do anything meaningful at all, let alone create the slightest value. Now this position seems lofty, but in fact, it is not as meaningful as the job of a miner before he got married.

At least at that time, he knew how many stones he dug up every day, how much these stones were worth, and how many refining materials he could add to the sect and how many new disciples he recruited.

And now, what a thing to do!

Fortunately, these days are just catching up with the rough stone market, and he, the head of the Chamber of Commerce, can finally justifiably take seven days off, bid farewell to those boring meetings, put himself in the crowded market, sell one stone after another, and contribute to the construction of the sect. Although, those stones are probably timed @ bombs one by one.

As for who the bomb will hit one day in the future? Yang Gong had some vague foreboding, but he didn't bother to pay attention to it.

That's it anyway!

Today, Yang Gong had just finished answering a big customer who was crying and wiping away tears, when he saw an old man and a young man walking into his booth.

He didn't recognize the ugly guy who was young, but the old one brought back some memories for him.

As an old man who has been in Yifang City for many years, and is in a high position in the big sect, many secrets of Yifang City are difficult for him, and he has an extraordinary understanding of some legendary characters. And the old man in front of him still has some intersections with him more or less, so when he saw the old man for the first time, he couldn't help but shake his head and sigh.

The old man didn't recognize the fat man next to him, and his attention was already on the stone in front of him.

Qian Yang also carefully observed this large pile of precious stones, and he was obviously more interested in this kind of stone that could make people rich overnight than the garbage of the Cang Stone.

Before Qian Yang could see the reason, Lao Dingtou's face became more and more ugly, his lips moved, and a clear voice came into Qian Yang's ears: "Do you think these stones are exactly the same as the Cangcang stone just now?"

Qian Yang frowned slightly, and replied: "Nonsense, it's completely different, okay? This is much darker than the Cang Stone!"

The old man was still fiddling with the stones, but he kept talking: "I mean, these stones are exactly the same everywhere except that the color is blacker than the stone of the warehouse." ”

"This ......" Qian Yang rubbed his temples: "Except for the fact that the multi-precious stones are not much different from those of the Ishiguro, right?"

Lao Dingtou's face was tangled, and he secretly rubbed the surface of the stone hard, looked at the sand particles stuck to his hands, and shook his head with a sigh.

Qian Yang also did the same, studied the sand of these stones, and still didn't see any problems.

"Ahem~~" A heavy cough sounded behind him, and it was Yang Gong who gave a prompt at the right time.

If you want to say that there is nothing wrong with rubbing and rubbing the stones when you buy them, there is nothing wrong with turning the sand, but Yang Gong has a ghost in his heart, especially if he knows the origin of the old man in front of him, if he sees that something is wrong, this bomb is probably not far from exploding.

"Are you going to pick some stones?"

Lao Dingtou hesitated for a moment, stood up and said haha: "Take the apprentice to take a look casually, the goods in Duobaochang are quite well stocked this time!"

Yang Gong smiled slightly: "This public auction coincides with the big competition of the stone master, so I have prepared more goods, how many pieces are the seniors interested in picking?"

"Forget it, forget it!" Old Ding Tou shook his head: "I'm old, it's really not suitable to play with stones anymore, this time it's just to bring apprentices to see the world and cause trouble for the shopkeeper." ”

"It's okay, it's okay!" Yang Gong shook his head lightly with a formulaic smile, and then didn't say anything, just his eyes fell on the face of the old Ding Tou, seeing that the posture was going to drive people away.

Of course, Boss Yang wanted to sell the stones, but he really didn't want to sell them to the one in front of him. The shadow of the famous tree, he was really afraid that selling it to this old man would bring him trouble.

"What about farewell?" Old Ding Tou was a little embarrassed to be stared at, so he had to reluctantly say goodbye, saying that he hadn't seen enough of this stone.

Yang Gong bowed his head slightly, and the meaning of sending off the guest was fully revealed.

Qian Yang glared at Yang Gong, and said in his heart, how can you do such a business, my old man wants to see the stone, you are still rushing out, I'm afraid you don't want to do a good job!

Yang Gong was unmoved, and Qian Yang had to pull the old man out of the house.

"Let's go home!" Out of the booth, Lao Dingtou was about to walk outside the venue.

"Don't you want to see anything else?" Qian Yang was a little surprised, and finally entered the main venue, why did he have to leave after seeing the two houses?

"I've watched everything I should see, and I don't want to see anything else!"

"Oh!" Qian Yang had to nod, the old Ding didn't want to see it, he had nothing to see, his level was known, and it was in vain to see it!

When he returned home, Lao Dingtou's brows still showed no signs of stretching, and he sighed from time to time.

"What's wrong?" Qian Yang asked knowingly.

The old man smiled bitterly: "Old man!"

"You can't see it if you're not old!" Qian Yang habitually found fault.

Lao Ding Tou really didn't have the mood to quarrel with him at this time, and said with a bitter face: "I know that there must be something wrong with those many gems, but I can't see the flaws!"

Qian Yang shook his head: "How can you be sure that there must be something wrong with those many gems? Maybe you think too much." ”

"Impossible!" Old Ding shook his head firmly, "Do you know what my first feeling was when I saw that pile of stones?"

"What?" Qian Yang's eyes widened.

Lao Dingtou sighed: "I don't even need to look closely, I know by feeling that there are a lot of Cangcang stones there!"

"How accurate do you feel?" Qian Yang was a little unconvinced.

"I swear with my life!

"Then it's over!" Qian Yang didn't know why: "You know by feeling that it's a cangshi, so if you don't buy it, it's over, and you're still entangled in what it's going to do?"

Lao Ding Tou shook his head: "I feel like I can't do a lot." I could tell something was wrong with a pile of rocks there, but when I took out a single piece, I couldn't really see anything wrong. ”

Since you think that someone is fake, it will naturally not be easy for people to see it, and it's a big deal that we don't buy black sandskin. Qian Yang opened his mouth to convince him.

Lao Ding sighed: "It's not a question of whether to buy or not, I'm worried about tomorrow's exchange meeting of the stone master, if such a stone is placed in front of me, how should I choose!"

"This ......" Qian Yang was stunned, but he couldn't do anything: "Wash and sleep!"

Lao Dingtou's heart was depressed, so naturally he couldn't sleep, but Qian Yang really had a plan to wash and sleep.

People don't want anything, and they are naturally relaxed. He has decided to give up the gambling stone industry, and now what he owes is to do Lao Ding Tou a favor, as long as he goes through the motions tomorrow, he will complete the task, as for whether Lao Ding Tou can become a resident stone master......? Elder Qian was powerless.

"I've been rummaging around the stones for a day, you see that these hands are dirty, you should wash them quickly!" Qian Yang had nothing to say, for fear that the old man would be depressed, and the old man hated it, but how to say it, the sin is not to death, right!

Lao Ding Tou was not interested in washing his hands, but Qian Yang directly spread his hands: "How dirty the stone is! Look at it!"

Qian Yang said as he rubbed the mud back and forth with his fingertips. Indeed, fiddling with stones is indeed a dirty job, and the stones are dug out of the ground, and they are inevitably covered with dirt of all colors.

But Qian Yang rubbed it and found that it was difficult to rub a piece on his index finger, and there was always a black mark left on it.

"It's dirty!" Qian Yang was about to quickly find some water to clean his hands, but suddenly he put his finger next to his nose and sniffed hard, then frowned and roared: "What kind of smell is this!"

Old Ding glanced at him: "The smell of earth! What's the matter?" Elder Qian is not used to it?"

"The earthy smell of fart!" Qian Yang shook his head: "It's obviously the smell of!"

"Nonsense!" Lao Ding shook his head: "I have dealt with stones all my life, and I have smelled the smell of earth all my life, where does the smell of come from!"

"It's really the smell of! I don't believe you smell it!" Qian Yang felt a little wronged, so he simply put his finger under the old Dingtou's nose.

The old man sniffed lightly in disgust: "It's the smell of earth!"

"Your nose is broken!" Qian Yang's eyes widened, and he sniffed his whole hand in disbelief, and finally stretched out his index finger and handed it to Lao Dingtou: "The other is the smell ......of earth! It really smells like!"