The sky is bright and the clouds are sparse, and this is Ruili.

It is not that fashion magazine, but Ruili City in Yunnan Province, located at the trade port on the China-Myanmar border.

Ruili has a long history. A kingdom was established here BC. It is adjacent to Myanmar on three sides and the terrain is mainly mountainous. This city is one of the most important jade trading distribution centers in the world. Due to the large number of high-end products, many people who love jade will come here to buy it. They are even known as "Jade comes from Yunnan, Jade comes from Ruili".

Since she is a senior industry insider, it is not a strange thing for Qi Fei to meet one or two acquaintances here, so she and Wang Zhuo had no ambiguous actions when they were away.

Along the way, the unparalleled scenery of Yunnan America made the two of them linger, but the end of this trip has arrived. It is important to have a play first, or do a serious matter first.

There are too many jade trading markets in Ruili, and there are new ones open almost every year. If it weren't for Qi Fei's familiarity, Wang Zhuo would have to spend a lot of time exploring the way.

The two of them went to New Oriental Jewelry City first, and the overall feeling was just one word, expensive! A peace buckle with an ordinary bracelet made of a heart of 10,000 or even tens of thousands. It was a little bit watery and had a better green color. If you dare to ask for a price of 50,000, it was not necessarily cheaper than Jiangzhou.

When I went out, I turned around the Huafeng Jewelry City next to me. The price was even more outrageous. Moreover, the owners all stopped me and didn't let go. They seemed to be tempted not to buy it, but the price would not be enough.

This is enough to show the upward momentum of the jade market. I think so, if the goods are left without selling, they will make more money. In this market, the store owner doesn’t care whether the transaction is completed.

Although he returned empty-handed, Wang Zhuo and Qi Fei didn't care, because they came mainly for the wool materials. They just visited the finished product market to get a close understanding of the market.

After resting for a night, the next day, the two got up early and headed straight for the national gate.

That night, Qi Fei refused to help Wang Zhuo land no matter what he said. On the one hand, it was because of shame, and more importantly, Wang Zhuo's placement was too difficult to grasp.

Wang Zhuo, who was unable to get it, had to give up and thought that he would wait until her injury healed.

Even so, Wang Zhuo showed off his urge to make the beautiful sister fluctuate, and the details were not worthy of being told to outsiders.

After passing through the magnificent Ruili Port, a gatehouse full of national customs, the two stepped onto the territory of Myanmar and came to a market with the flow of people. Wang Zhuo finally saw his old friend, piles of stones.

The two of them first looked around, but then they still acted separately. Qi Fei went to see half of the gambling materials, and Wang Zhuo went to see the whole gambling.

After a while, Wang Zhuo looked at a small piece of fist-sized wool material, a thin layer of yellow sand skin, full of ice-type boxwood green. With the current jade market, this piece of material peeled off the weathered skin from the outside and threw it on the market, and it could be sold for three to four million.

The boss's asking price is only 50,000, because the appearance of this material looks no different from an ordinary stone. Its performance is not bad, and it weighs only more than one kilogram. This asking price is already slaughtering people.

When I was warming up in bed last night, Qi Fei talked about some of the customs here. There are many rules for Old Myanmar to do business. One of them is that if Old Myanmar agrees, he will not regret it. So Wang Zhuo thought about it and paid back 30,000 yuan.

Of course, this price is RMB, and Wang Zhuo doesn’t even know what currency Burmese people use now.

The stall owner was a small man in his forties, with dark and rough skin, like a tree bark. He waved his hand with his mouth without front teeth, meaning that Wang Zhuo's price was a bit low.

With three or four million to support it, Wang Zhuo didn't care about the 10,000 or 20,000 yuan, so he paid back another 40,000 yuan casually. Lao Myanmar thought he was not too sincere and wanted to buy it, so he hesitated for a moment and agreed.

After getting four bundles of 100 yuan bills, Lao Myanmar called a friend. The two stood under the shade of the tree and spit out and counted. Wang Zhuo was waiting aside with laughter and crying. He couldn't swipe the card here, and Lao Myanmar did not prepare a banknote detector, so he could only wait aside.

After counting the money, Lao Myanmar nodded with satisfaction, and smiled and took out a glutinous blue water little Buddha, the size of his fingertips, and gave it to Wang Zhuo. Such a little Buddha can be sold for a price of 1,800 yuan in Ruili, but the carving work is much better than Lao Myanmar's, which is considered Lao Myanmar's dedication.

It’s impolite to come but not to go. Unfortunately, Wang Zhuo really doesn’t have any gifts to show off. He thought about it and picked up a piece of 10 cm square flat wool from Lao Mi’s stall and told Lao Mi that you should try this by yourself.

After saying that, Wang Zhuo left. The piece of wool can increase by three or five times after it is cut, and there is no problem with appreciation of tens of thousands of yuan. He gave Lao Myanmar such a small fortune, which is also a gift to the little Buddha. As for Lao Myanmar's cut or not, it has nothing to do with him.

He stopped as he walked, and Wang Zhuo only picked wool materials that could be brought back with the car. He started with the huge appreciation of the football size. The size of a football can earn 30,000 or 50,000 yuan and 50,000 yuan. He was not within his consideration. Others were eager to cut a piece of wool materials that could increase, but he was picky and was too lazy to take action if he made a little less.

The last time I bet on stones was in summer, it was already early winter. His supernatural powers have made great progress in the past few months. Now, just take a look at the wool, it is almost equivalent to peeling off the weathered skin outside, and there will be no color shift or sesame black. Unless it is a material with a huge size or high color requirements, you need to turn it over and observe it carefully, otherwise you can estimate the approximate price by just a glance.

Looking through the way, there are indeed materials for big rises, but there are really not many. However, after Wang Zhuo walked through here, others would just be unable to complete the task if they wanted to cut out a big rise.

Gradually, the materials in his hand were a little too late. Wang Zhuo spent 200 yuan to buy a two-wheeled trailer from a stall owner, with a wooden box containing only wool materials on it, just putting his stones.

Dragging a small broken car to the market, he is also a unique scenery in this market today.

This market is a courtyard of more than 1,000 square meters. When Wang Zhuo's "sweeping" ended, it was already noon. He found Qi Fei who was lingering in front of a store and saw what she was studying.

"Wang Zhuo, I'm optimistic about this piece of material!" Qi Fei showed him a piece of material with excitement.

It was a bamboo shoot-shaped material. After peeling off the weathered skin, it revealed a milky white inside. The green is just a small layer on the floating surface. In addition, there are some yellow, blue and other variegated colors, which look quite helpless.

If this kind of material is made of green, you should not think about it, but if you meet a powerful designer and do it carefully, it may turn into magic.

Pulling Wang Zhuo aside, Qi Fei whispered: "What do you think is good to use it to carve?"

Wang Zhuo really wanted to say that peeling the colored part would just make you carve a bamboo shoot milk. It was white and squinted, exactly the same as yours! But when you went back to the hotel to whisper to the night, you would be able to say it now and then you will be rolled.

He replied in a regular manner: "I can't say this, otherwise I will be a designer too."

Qi Fei said with a nod and said, "How about using it to carve a seven dragon around the pagoda?"

Wang Zhuo's eyes suddenly lit up: "Gao Jian! Then what are you waiting for?"

"The price is only 300,000 yuan, I'll talk about it!" Qi Fei went back excitedly.

After some bargaining, he finally took it for 220,000 yuan, made a bag with tape and carton board, and placed it on Wang Zhuo's squeaking small broken car.

Seeing the pile of stone eggs in the broken car, Qi Fei asked, "Have you gained a lot, how much did you spend?"

"Not much, it's only more than one million." Wang Zhuo smiled and said that he turned around and made you look at him with admiration. If all this pile of things were cut out, it would be impossible to stop it if 30 million were!

If you want to say that Myanmar is better, at least the materials I see are made from local products and are more bullish. Unlike in my hometown or Jiangzhou, I don’t know how many times I have been bet on and how many hands I have passed.

"I believe in your eyesight." Qi Fei twitched his hanging hair. Now she didn't feel surprised even if Wang Zhuo bet on a bomb. After such a long time of contact, she had completely convinced Wang Zhuo's eyesight and was unconditional.

"You're hungry, let's take you to eat Burmese specialties!"

Not long after the two of them walked out, an old Burmese ran over and showed excitement on his face. It was the stall owner who just gave to Wang Zhuo Xiaofu Gong. He was holding a piece of wool that was cut by one knife and two pieces. Isn’t it the one that Wang Zhuo recommended to him?

Lao Myanmar's Chinese pronunciation is very poor, but after dealing with Chinese people for a long time, basic communication is still fine. Moreover, Qi Fei, the Jade Tong, can also be translated by one or two.

It turned out that this guy was idle and was idle. Seeing that there were not many customers today, he took the piece of wool recommended by Wang Zhuo and went to the place where the cutting tools were provided on the market.

Although these old Burmese people only set up street stalls to sell wool materials, they are actually very wealthy among ordinary Burmese people. Cutting wool materials is really nothing to him.

Wang Zhuo's perspective was not given in vain. All this really increased. When Lao Mian was happy, she came to Wang Zhuo and wanted to invite him to have a meal together. Even if he didn't make friends, it would be good to make friends with him.

Although the suit worn by this old Burmese uncle is a bit inconsistent, and his image is similar to that of the mud legs of farming in the countryside, Wang Zhuo is a friend and Qi Fei is also a generous person, so the three of them formed a team and found a specialty hotel together.

After sitting down to order food, Lao Myanmar took out a small box from his pocket and spread it on the table. He first picked up an unknown leaf, brushed some white mixed liquid on it, then put a few black particles, and sprinkled some powder with a strange smell on it.
Chapter completed!