Zhao An quickly began selecting the rough stones, first picking out some valuable ones. Some of the valuable stones were hidden deep within the pile, perhaps by coincidence. So, if he wanted to get to the stones, he couldn't just rummage through them; that would seem too fake.

Unable to expose himself, Zhao An could only randomly select a few. "Okay, that's all. Let's go open the stones. I want to see how much fun this stuff is."

"Come here, come here!" Qian Zilai quickly took over Qian Haoming's position, expressing great enthusiasm for Zhao An.

Actually, the so-called opener is just a slotting cutter, with the lower end modified to accommodate irregular stones.

Looking at the cutter next to him, Zhao An waved his hand. "I'll do it myself."

The cutter didn't mind; many wealthy second-generations enjoyed a little fun. He handed over a pair of goggles. "Okay, but I'll be watching to ensure your safety."

"I don't need yours, I have my own," Zhao An said, pulling out a pair of glasses. With a click, they folded into goggles.

Starting the cutter, Zhao An gripped the handle and pressed down, sending the rotating gears slicing downwards.

Seeing someone cutting a stone, the surrounding onlookers also began to watch the excitement. After all, many weren't wealthy; they were simply there to try their luck.

On the second-floor stands, Fang Shunli sat in a chair, watching like a spectator watching a clown perform below. "Haha, gambling on a stone?"

Zhao An's precise movements cut through a large portion of the stone in one stroke, but the resulting fragment didn't contain a single trace of green. While green isn't a desirable color, everyone in the gambling stone market loves it. It symbolizes jade, income, and money!

"Hush!" Everyone let out a sneer of derision. The onlookers were not afraid to make a scene. After all, the losses were someone else's, not theirs.

However, Qian Haoming and Qian Zilai remained expressionless. They had seen a lot of storms before. This was just a broken record, no big deal. Since it was gambling, nine out of ten losses were inevitable. As long as the winnings recouped their investment, or even exceeded it, that was a profit!

Zhao An ignored the mockery and ridicule. In his opinion, they were all idiots.

He continued to cut with his knife, splitting a bowl-sized stone into four pieces with each stroke.

He carried the stones to the scrap area and then placed them on the shelf. His expression remained silent, as if he was a little overwhelmed.

There were still a dozen or so stones left. He could take his time. There was no need to rush. It was just for fun.

Thinking of this, Zhao An even took out a cigarette, lit it, and controlled the cutting machine with one hand.

"What a nice smell! What kind of cigarette is this?"

"It smells like medicinal herbs."

"This seems to be a kidney tonic?"

The men around were whispering among themselves. Seeing the Qian uncle and nephew present, they didn't dare to act too recklessly. Did they really not consider the village chief a cadre? Fang Shunli could ignore the Qian family because he was the heir to the Fang family, but could anyone else dare to do the same? They were truly clueless, or perhaps they were overly complacent?

Zhao An continued smoking his cigarette. With one stroke of the knife, he sliced ​​the stone in half. He was surprised to see a hint of green, and it looked quite good!

"Green!"

"Holy crap! This can be green?"

Everyone exclaimed in surprise. The previous sneer had become a joke. Others laughed at someone's madness, while others laughed at him for being an idiot!

"Young Master An, there's jadeite here! Do you want me to have one of my craftsmen help you cut it?" Qian Zilai said with a smile, trying to please Zhao An and also to flatter him, to liven up the atmosphere.

"Sure, I'll make a few more cuts." Zhao An, cigarette between his lips, turned the stone and continued cutting.

This scene made everyone around him a little nervous. What if he cut into jadeite? A complete piece of jadeite and a broken piece of jadeite would definitely not be worth the same price! Knowing there was green, it would definitely need to be carefully polished to reveal all the hidden jade, keeping it as intact as possible to sell it for a good price.

Most people are cautious when they see jadeite, but Zhao An was not like that. He continued to work with his knife, acting like an amateur and a fool.

After a few cuts, except for two cuts, nothing was seen. However, green was visible on the other two sides. Overall, there should be about a kilogram of jadeite. Although the quality was average, aquamarine, it was already very good.

"Congratulations, Young Master An! The guaranteed price for this piece of jade is eight million. Leave it to me and I'll polish it, how about that?" Qian Zilai generously offered a price, taking a small cut as a favor.

"Take it and polish it. Eight million? It's barely enough to fill a gap between my teeth. I'm just having fun." Zhao An sneered, his words sounding pretentious.

Is that gap between his teeth like a sewer? Even eight million can't fill it? How wide would that be?

Qian Zilai's face twitched uncomfortably. It seemed like he was the real rich man, completely oblivious to such multi-million dollar deals.

Seeing the quality, Zhao An continued cutting. In fact, he had already made back his investment. The raw material was only worth three and a half million. Even if he cut it all and there were no jade left, he would still have made over four million.

One cut brought over four million yuan. For the average person, that's the price of a house, a car, and a mistress. How could that not be terrifying? How could it not be thrilling? It was incredibly thrilling!

This is why gambling on stone is so exciting. Some people even travel thousands of miles just for the thrill of getting rich overnight.

It's not that there aren't any; there are many. But in unseen places, even more people have lost their entire fortunes, unable to afford loans, and have committed suicide by jumping off buildings.

Zhao An continued to slice the stone with his knife. Just then, the tall Fang Shuiling, in her high heels, walked into the stone gambling field with her best friend and happened to see Zhao An cutting.

Fang Shuiling felt neither disgust nor curiosity towards Zhao An. Even if Zhao An claimed to be able to build rockets, it didn't matter. It had nothing to do with her. What interested her was his current economic status.

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