Chapter 198 - 193: The Male Supporting Role Isn’t Brain-Dead
"Still glutinous rice seed, really remarkable." The merchants watching the bustle widened their eyes, then turned to Ling Zhi and said, "Young Master Ling, you’ve just acquired a piece of glutinous rice seed, let me have this one."
Young Master Ling smiled slightly: "I have no objections, just ask Young Master Ye if he’s willing to sell it."
Seeing some faint respect in Ling Zhi’s demeanor towards Ye Qiu, the merchant was startled but didn’t lose his nerve, and said cheerily: "Young Master Ye, this piece is a bit smaller than the green one that gentleman uncovered just now, I offer one hundred thousand yuan, what do you think?"
Seeing Ling Zhi nodding lightly, Ye Qiu knew the offer was fair and thus promptly nodded in agreement.
After the jade was sold, everyone’s attention returned to another waste stone under Master Liu’s hand, making him so nervous. But subconsciously, he didn’t believe that this second waste stone could reveal any green either. The owner of the shop thought the same; if he made another misjudgment, it would be a huge loss, since these waste stones were sold for only five hundred yuan each, and the shipping cost alone from Myanmar was even more!
Clearly, they were unaware of Ye Qiu’s luck today, and their dismay showed on their faces.
"Bean Seed!" Bean Seed was not as good as glutinous rice seed, and its market price was not high, but even if it’s inexpensive, it’s still green, and furthermore, it’s green from waste stone. It ought to sell for twenty or thirty thousand yuan. To spend one thousand yuan on two waste stones but to unveil green worth one hundred and twenty thousand yuan, that’s a huge profit!
In no time, the onlookers viewed Ye Qiu and the shop owner differently; some were amazed by Ye Qiu’s luck, others puzzled about the shop owner’s judgment—what was he thinking, mixing stones with potential green into the waste stone pile to sell together?
The shop owner, for his part, was filled with regret he could barely stand. If only he had known that green could come from waste stones, he would have cut them himself.
While the shop owner was still in shock, the merchants who had been spectating promptly picked clean the pile of waste stones by the doorway; after all, they were not expensive. And if any could turn out green like this young man’s, they would make a fortune, wouldn’t they?