772: Do You Want To Pick-Up?

Do You Want To Pick-Up?

He waved his hand and directed the clerk to help the fat man carry the two pieces of stone back under the cutting machine.2

The remaining two pieces were quite big. He could cut them a few more times. That should be fine.

This kind of large stone could always be cut a few more times.

The fat man held the cutting machine and aimed at half of it. He started cutting again.

Lin Wenyu nervously held Su Bei's hand and said, "I wonder if anything will happen this time."

Su Bei said in a low voice, "That's hard to say. That's why it's best not to involve yourself in things like gambling. If you have to, you can only gamble for fun and keep your losses within your means."

"Yeah, you're right." Lin Wenyu nodded seriously.

As the stone was cut open, the fat man wiped his sweat again. Clearly, there was still nothing.

After that, he cut a few more times until the whole stone turned into more than ten pieces of small stone. There was nothing green anymore.

His one million yuan was quickly reduced to smoke.

People were sighing, watching the show, and saying all sorts of things.

One of them was an old man who seemed to be a regular here. He pointed at the small pieces of stone and said, "I'll give you 20,000. I'll buy two of the small pieces."

Su Bei said to Lin Wenyu, "This is what it means to pick up scraps. Usually, when a stone is cut to this size, many people would not cut it anymore because even if they do, they won't be able to get anything else."

At such times, other people would appear to buy these scraps. The prices were very cheap, and occasionally, one would find jade inside. However, the probability was lower than when one bought large stones.

But fortunately, they were still cheap. Many people would buy these to play with at times like this. "

Lin Wenyu nodded. No wonder there were so many people gathered here. Apart from some spectators, there were also people who picked up scraps.

The fat man had been cutting for so long that he was already disheartened and no longer had the motivation to cut. When he heard that the old man wanted to buy the scraps, he said, "50,000, I'll give you two pieces for 50,000!"

"30,000. 30,000 is the limit." The old man bargained.

The fat man seemed to be planning to sell a little to recoup his losses, so he agreed on 30,000.

Soon after, an ordinary-looking female boss also spent 30,000 to buy two small stones.

The old man and the female boss cut open all the broken stones.

There was a pile of broken stones.

Another 60,000 yuan had gone to waste.

The old man and the female boss shrugged their shoulders. They were used to this kind of situation.

This business really looked like it was burning money. In less than half an hour, so much money was spent for nothing.

It was indeed similar to gambling.

Su Bei turned around and asked Feng Cheng, "Feng Cheng, are you going to pick up the scraps?"

The stones leftover from the cutting were all not big. The biggest one was only the size of a basketball. This was almost meaningless. The staff would probably sweep it into the trash bin very soon.

If one were to pick up scraps now, one would have to be extremely lucky to be able to pick up something truly good.

Therefore, no one else offered to buy.

Feng Cheng hesitated for a while and used WeChat to send a message to Su Bei: [I want a piece.]

Su Bei nodded. "Are you still selling the small stones?"

When the fat man heard that, his smile was uglier than a crying face. "I'll sell. At least I can cover back my losses a little. How much are you offering?"

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