Medical Sovereign

One knife heaven, one knife hell, what you play is heartbeat, what you play is madness.

But for Ding Ning, who has an absolute sense of touch, it opened a door for him to make money quickly.

Ding Ning is completely ignorant of technical terms such as window material, full material, semi-clear material, and planting water. He doesn't need to understand either.

For him, betting on rocks is just a means for him to earn his first pot of gold to form primitive capital accumulation, and he will never rely on this to make a fortune. He still has this self-discipline ability.

Ever since he was a child, what my father hated the most was gambling. Although stone betting has changed its form, it is still a kind of gambling in essence.

It's just that Ding Ning is sure to win and never lose in this kind of gambling. Of course, the premise is that he needs to know what kind of jade is worth.

The entire hall of the auction house was silent, waiting quietly for Mr. Liu's identification, and looked enviously at the guy who had gambled.

The jadeite is a piece of green jadeite the size of a baby's fist. Mr. Liu has already taken out his magnifying glass and started to identify it.

The movement here has attracted everyone's attention, and many people who came to work gathered together to watch.

The young man who offered the emerald seemed to gamble with stones a lot, and his eyesight was pretty good, otherwise he wouldn't have dared to offer five million, and said confidently:

"Although this piece of emerald is not big, judging by the water and color, it must be ice. It depends on how much it is worth."

Fatty Zhang nodded in agreement: "The ice seed is basically confirmed, the key is to see if the bottom value is worth five million."

Mr. Liu stood at the door, looked at the sun again, and said to the young man with a smile, "Congratulations, there are no crystal particles in this jadeite, it is translucent, without living light, bright in color, full of green ice seeds."

The queen said coldly: "You don't need to say this, you know it's an ice species, so you can tell me if it's worth five million?"

Fatty Zhang also said urgently: "Yes, Mr. Liu, there are specialists in Qishifang to appraise it, and it has been confirmed that it is an ice species. The key is that they can't tell the price, so why don't they come to you to give an accurate price!"

Mr. Liu is very self-cultivated, but he is not displeased at all. He frowned and said in embarrassment: "The price is hard to say, the key is the size of this piece of jade. If it is bigger, it can be made into two pendants properly. Well, there is no problem in selling seven to eight million. If the auction finds something you like, it is possible to get ten million. If it is smaller, it can just make a pendant, and it will be worth three to four million. For this piece of jadeite, it is more than enough to make one pendant, but it is very difficult to make two pendants, so the price is difficult to estimate. It depends on the level of the jade carver. If the level of the jade carver is very high, he can make two pendants without waste. This piece of emerald green is worth five million, if the sculptor is not good enough, he can only make a pendant, which is only worth about three million."

As soon as Old Liu finished speaking, the audience was silent. Fatty Zhang and the Queen frowned. They didn't expect that Old Liu would give such an answer, which made them very embarrassed.

Ding Ning whispered puzzledly: "What's so embarrassing, just find a better jade carver."

As soon as he finished speaking, he knew that he had said the wrong thing, and all the knowledgeable people looked at him with a look of stupidity on their faces.

On the contrary, Mr. Liu is very modest, and said with a smile: "This little brother may not have much experience in this industry."

Ding Ning scratched his head embarrassingly: "I haven't contacted it before. I'm here to do business. I just talk too much out of curiosity."

"That's no wonder, little brother doesn't know, there are two top jade carving masters in Ninghai, but the problem is, it's not easy to ask them to help."

Mr. Liu stroked the sparse beard on his chin and said with a smile.

"Why would a jade carver be a jade carver if he doesn't carve?" Ding Ning asked in surprise, becoming more and more puzzled.

Fatty Zhang said with a bitter face: "You don't know something, let's not talk about the high price of asking a top jade carver.

The key is that what people are playing is art. First of all, it depends on the material. Ice seeds are already considered quite good jadeite materials, but in the eyes of top jade carvers, that is the case. "

Old Liu interjected and added: "At their level, every carving may be a masterpiece handed down from generation to generation. Without rare and good materials, they will not sell easily, otherwise they will only ruin their own reputation. "

Ding Ning suddenly realized that this is the same reason as paying a lot of money to invite Chinese painting masters to draw pictures on toilet paper and then frame them to sell. They can't afford to lose that person.

But in his eyes, it was just pretending, so he couldn't help but grinned and said, "Why is the jade carver so arrogant, I think it's just pretending."

"Boy, don't talk nonsense if you don't understand, how can you insult a top jade carving master?"

Fatty Zhang scolded with displeasure.

"Yes, young man, if there are jade carvers here, I will fight with you. Those two jade carvers are the idols of all jade carvers."

Elder Liu's expression also changed, and he advised earnestly.

Even the queen glanced at him with disdain, as if she thought he was too frivolous.

This glance annoyed Ding Ning, who wanted to accept the criticism humbly. He squinted at the Queen, and the corner of his mouth curled up in a sneering arc:

"Who among you dare to bet with me, I can carve two pendants out of this piece of jade."

"What bet? I'll bet with you."

It was the young man who opened the emerald who spoke, and the contempt in his eyes was obvious, as if he didn't like Ding Ning's limelight.

Ding Ning grinned, and said confidently: "I'll bet on the piece of jade in your hand. If I can carve two pendants out of it, it will belong to me. If I can't, I'll pay you five million yuan." .”

"Tch, what on your body is worth five million. It's ridiculous. My piece of jade is worth at least three to four million. If you can get three million, I'll bet you."

The young man looked Ding Ning up and down, and seeing that his whole body was not worth three hundred yuan, he said with a sneer.

He even took a peek at the queen, as if he wanted to get Ding Ning's attention by stepping on him. Seeing that the queen really looked at him one more time, he was ecstatic, and became even more arrogant as if he had been pumped:

"It's okay to transfer without cash, but I don't think you've ever seen what three million is like in your life, boy, don't pretend to be a big-tailed donkey here, as if you don't stand out."

Ding Ning showed no signs of embarrassment, and spread his hands with a smile, "I don't have any money on me, and I don't have that much money in my card, but my things are far more than three million, and it's easy to sell for five million."

After speaking, he opened the herb bag, carefully took out the herbs in the bag, took out a seven-star grass from it, and asked Old Liu, "Old Liu, don't you know this?"

Old Liu's eyes suddenly burst into light, and his voice trembled with excitement: "This... this is the Seven Star Grass!"

"Exactly, Mr. Liu has good eyesight, so how much do you think this seven-star grass is worth?"

Ding Ning asked calmly.

"What seven-star grass? It's just a piece of broken grass, how much is it worth?"

The young man laughed disdainfully, but he didn't pay attention to the suddenly bright eyes of several drug dealers around him.

A tall and thin drug dealer rushed forward and asked excitedly: "Little brother, is this Seven Star Grass for sale? I will offer 300,000 yuan."

"Hey, Liu Wei, you want to buy seven-star grass for 300,000 yuan. You are really a profiteer, little brother. I am Li Qian from Wanlong Commercial Bank. This is my business card. If you want to sell this seven-star grass, I will sell it." Five hundred thousand, I am different from that Liu Wei, I am an absolutely kind person, and I will not let you suffer."

A fat pharmacist next to him pushed the tall and thin man aside, and handed out his business card with a flattering expression.

"Li Qian, you still have the face to say that Liu Wei is a profiteer, and you only paid 500,000 for seven-star grass worth 800,000, and you said you are kind, little brother, don't be fooled by him, 800,000, I, Chen Junting, want it."

A tall and thick middle-aged man squeezed out from the side of the big fat man with difficulty, and shouted at the top of his voice.

"Okay, stop arguing, I want this seven-star grass, and I'll offer one million."

Mr. Liu's face was flushed, and he pushed the profiteers aside with his vigor far beyond his age, and looked at Ding Ning excitedly.

"I'll offer 1.1 million." Chen Tingjun shouted not to be outdone.

Ding Ning was slightly taken aback. He knew that Seven Star Grass was a rare medicinal herb with a price but no market. Chen Junting's price of 800,000 yuan was quite reasonable, but he never thought that Mr. Liu was willing to spend 1 million yuan to buy it, and Chen Tingjun actually bid on it on the spot. .

After a little thought, he understood, and immediately handed the seven-star grass to Mr. Liu with a smile: "Mr. Liu, this seven-star grass is yours, but you don't need to spend one million. The market price is 800,000."

"Thank you, thank you little brother!"

As if fearing that Ding Ning would go back on his word, Mr. Liu immediately took out his mobile phone to transfer money to Ding Ning.

"Wait, little brother, why did you sell it to him and not me? I already paid 1.1 million." Chen Junting asked unconvinced.

Ding Ning grinned, and said gently: "Boss Chen, don't be angry, the market price of Seven Star Grass is about 800,000 yuan, but unfortunately, this rare herb has a price but no market. It can be sold for 1.3 to 1.5 million online, am I right?"

Chen Junting blushed, knowing that there were so many experts present, he couldn't deny it, so he could only nod his head.

Ding Ning smiled and said: "Mr. Liu is different from you. You bought the Seven Star Grass to resell it to earn the difference. But Mr. Liu, if I guessed correctly, he has some relatives and friends who are waiting for the Seven Star Grass to save his life. That's why I bought it." Sell ​​him."

Mr. Liu burst into tears with excitement, and nodded again and again: "Yes, my little brother is right. My granddaughter has uremia and needs a kidney transplant, but it is difficult to find a matching kidney source. Now I can only do hemodialysis to maintain my life. , Later, I found an old Chinese doctor, and the main medicine of Qixingcao was missing in the prescription prescribed for me. Old Chen, we have been neighbors for so many years, so don't rob me, I beg you .”

Chen Junting chuckled, and said boldly: "Mr. Liu, I didn't know before, since your granddaughter is anxiously waiting to save her life with the Seven Star Grass, what else is there to say? Rob, the Seven Star Grass is yours."

"Yes, Mr. Liu, although we are businessmen who value profits, it depends on the situation. If your granddaughter is sick, you will naturally take priority."

"A distant relative is not as good as a close neighbor. We have been on this street for so many years, and we are old friends. Your granddaughter's life is the most important thing."

...

At this time, a group of drug dealers were all chattering, showing their due friendship, which made Ding Ning feel warm in his heart. The world is not full of profit-seeking people.

"Thank you, thank you everyone!"

Liu Lao bowed again and again, tears of gratitude almost fell down.

The people around were already dumbfounded, and the calm queen also gave Ding Ning a surprised look. She never expected that this kid with dishonest eyes would have such a benevolent side.

The young man's face was ugly, and he muttered in a strange way: "What kind of shit, Seven Star Grass, who knows if they are colluding to play the oboe together."