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Chapter Fifty-Nine: The South Pavilion


At five o'clock in the morning, the sky was bright.Jiang Bei sat in the living room, drawing paper in front of him and a paintbrush in his hand.His eyes were bloodshot and his dark circles were just as noticeable, and he had obviously not slept all night.If you look closely, you can see that he is not drawing, but writing.The two simple words at the top are......

Note.He doesn't know if he can succeed this time, if he can really get the money back, then he will be considered dead, and he may also be exchanged for Xu Xinrong and Wanwan's happy life.Jiang Bei frowned, and finally crumpled the paper into a ball and threw it into the trash can next to him.He can't add unwarranted worries to Xu Xinrong, and ......

Jiang Bei looked at the ball of paper in the trash can and smiled self-deprecatingly, and even if he died now, Xu Xinrong wouldn't be particularly sad for him, right?

In the end, he also left this house for Xu Xinrong and the milk tea shop for their mother and daughter.He lived a new life, exchanged for the lives of his wife and daughter, and did these things, in fact, thinking about it, it was already worth it.Jiang Bei rubbed his eyebrows, stood up, went back to the room and gently pinched Wanwan's little face who was still asleep, the nostalgia in his eyes was repressed by him, he changed into neat clothes, put on his cloth bag and left home.After breakfast, I took the train to Shencheng to take a plane.When I arrived at Shencheng Airport, it was already eight o'clock in the morning, and Jiangbei had already checked the flight schedule for today in advance, so he directly bought the earliest flight to Nanyun Province at the counter, which will take off at ten o'clock.After a five-hour journey, the plane arrived at Yuncheng, the provincial capital of Nanyun, at 3 p.m., but fortunately there were no unexpected delays.From Yuncheng Airport, it only took an hour to take a taxi to Gambling Stone City.At four o'clock in the afternoon, Jiangbei arrived at this so-called place where "one knife is poor, one knife is rich, and one knife wears sackcloth".Jiangbei didn't know much about the gambling stone industry, but when he saw this gambling stone city that was comparable to a large shopping mall, his heart still subconsciously contracted.There must have been countless people who were downtrodden because of gambling stones, and there were also many people who became rich overnight because of gambling stones......

Now, Jiangbei will soon become one of the two.He only knew that the jade was opened tonight, and it was in a shop called "Nange", but what kind of stone it was and what the person who opened the stone looked like, Jiangbei did not know.He had less than 30,000 dollars left.As a result, the cost of trial and error is very small!

In the gambling stone market, where the price of rough stones is often tens of thousands, as many as hundreds of thousands, Jiangbei does not dare to mess around, because he is not here to gamble, but to withdraw money.And according to Jiangbei's analysis......

This person who opened millions of jade stones will definitely not be a rich man, and it is likely that he is just the most circulated rumor - he is just an ordinary person who is down-and-out and wants to turn over by gambling stones.Otherwise......

He won't disappear so cleanly, and he won't leave himself behind.Obviously, that person was carried away by the value of this piece of jade and got carried away.After entering this so-called "jewelry city", Jiangbei was also shocked by the scene inside.There are only a few shops on either side, and most of the sellers are just setting up stalls, one after the other.The light is dim, but there are basically a lot of people gathered in front of these stalls, customers with flashlights in their hands, looking carefully, sometimes their eyes light up, pay for the stone, sometimes they can't help but shake their heads, put down the stone and turn away.Lots of people, very many!

Jiangbei's palms were already sweaty, and he didn't know much about the gambling stones of this era......

If the shop called "Nangaku" is also one of these small blankets at this time......

But the next moment, Jiang Bei breathed a sigh of relief, and he found the two big words "South Pavilion" in the shops on both sides.It was a gate market that looked nearly 100 square meters, and there were two large wooden boxes at the door, and there were palm-sized rough stones scattered inside.And on the shelves of the store, there are even stones the size of basketballs.Jiangbei did not pass for the first time, and now it is still some time away from the "evening".He wandered around the stalls, but he wouldn't let the "South Pavilion" shop out of his sight.Time flies minute by minute......

Waiting until the sky outside was getting dark, a few small lights finally appeared in the city, whether this environment was prepared for customers who gambled on stones, Jiangbei didn't dare to say.But it's definitely a thief's paradise.He finally stopped wandering, like an ordinary tourist, and came to the door of the "South Pavilion".The boss was a little rich, his face was ruddy and shiny, and he was sitting on a dark red Chinese wooden chair with a walnut bracelet in his hand, and a laptop and a POS machine were placed on the desk in front of him.In the store, several beautifully dressed women were accompanying the man next to them, buying rough stones, but the boss didn't look at them much, and he didn't explain much for them.When someone bought a volleyball-sized rough stone and asked the boss to swipe the card, the boss also found the stone cutter in the store to help him cut it.The anticipation on the man's face came to naught......

But he smiled again, as if tens of thousands of stones, for him it was just a pleasure.In the gambling stone city, there will be noisy shouts of "out of the green, out of the green" from time to time.Jiang Bei slowly walked to the store......

"Boss, the stone at the door is more money?"

”He copied a mouthful of northern dialect and asked heartily.