Qiu Yongshou was even more unhappy. Ling Yun said this too arrogantly and too much. It was a slap in the face. His store could be opened at the door of the antique market. Although it was not as good as the big stores such as Yu Dingxuan, Tianxi Pavilion, and Qishiju, it also had a certain reputation in the antique market in Qingshui City.

Ling Yun said that the items placed in his store were all ordinary goods, so where did he put his face?

In fact, Ling Yun was too much money and too confident, and just wanted to take away what he wanted as soon as possible. He was in a hurry today, so he was so straightforward.

As the saying goes, desire is not enough, and you can't eat hot tofu in a hurry. Boss Qiu is a shameless person. Ling Yun offended him with one word. He didn't want to do Ling Yun's business at all. He was so shameless that he almost didn't blow Ling Yun out.

Ling Yun did not speak anymore, but felt it carefully, and realized that the spiritual energy was released from a corner of the store room, so he immediately swept it with his spiritual sense.

Found it!

Ling Yun clearly saw with his spiritual sense that there were piles of ragged stones piled up there, thrown there like rags, in a mess, obviously they were all treated as garbage by the shop owner, but they had no time to clean up.

Ling Yun immediately changed his strategy. He smiled, reached into his arms, pretended to touch it, and when he took out his hand, he had already added five bundles of 100 yuan bills on his hand, a total of 50,000 yuan!

In Lingyun's space ring, there was Tang Meng and Tie Xiaohu who offered him a pocket-spending of five million cash.

"Boss, I don't have money, I am a person. I usually like all kinds of stones, no matter what the quality is. As long as I like them, I buy them. The jades in your store are all set. Although they are all good things, I only love stones but not jade..."

When Boss Qiu saw Ling Yun taking out 50,000 yuan, his eyes suddenly became straight. He rubbed his eyes suddenly and looked at Ling Yun's pocket again. It wasn't bulging just now. How did this money come about?

For the sake of money, Boss Qiu finally put down his airs. He smiled again and said, "Little brother. I'm going to tell you that I mainly sell jade and other things. There are very few stones. If you want to buy stones, you can go to the Qishiju and Yudingxuan in front... There are stones in these shops for you to choose from..."

Ling Yun Youran said, "It doesn't mean there is no..." As he said, he tilted his head and glanced behind Qiu Yongshou. He said lightly, "Isn't there a bunch of stones when I see there?"

Qiu Yongshou was a little surprised and thought to himself that the pile of stones was all the scraps and waste left by cutting stones, and was thrown behind the curtain. How did he see it?

Qiu Yongshou was surprised, but he was still smiling and said with a smile: "Young man. They are all scraps waiting to be thrown out. What do you want those garbage stones to do?"

Ling Yun scratched his head and pretended to be a sucker and said, "I am a person who buys stones. It depends on my fate. If you like it, buy it. As for whether it is scraps or scraps, it doesn't matter. Take it home and you usually take a look at it for fun..."

Qiu Yongshou opened the door to do business and saw that there were people buying the things he was about to throw, so he would of course sell them. So he turned around without hesitation and led Ling Yun to the back of the curtain.

He stretched out his hand and pointed: "Just like this pile of stones, if you see someone you like, pick it out, and then I will tell you a price, and if you want to buy it, you will take it away!"

The spiritual energy was even more intense. Ling Yun laughed, squatted down and flipped it out casually, and said in a vernacular language like chanting scriptures: "This piece is too fat, this piece is too thin, this piece is too old, this piece is too ugly..."

Ling Yun was so quick to pick a stone like this that Boss Qiu was stunned, thinking that he was picking a stone or a wife? Could it be that he bought it home and hugged him and went to sleep?!

Originally, Qiu Yongshou thought that Ling Yun came in to find out that he had good things here. After performing a lot of performances, he wanted to buy his good items at a low price and pick them up. But now he saw that Ling Yun was not at all. He was just facing the stone.

"Ah... this one is good... like a dough melon..." Ling Yun suddenly grabbed a stone the size of a steamed bun and shouted.

"Puff..." Qiu Yongshou was about to go crazy, thinking to himself, did I be fooled by seeing the 50,000 yuan, why did I accompany such a lunatic here?

"Hey, Boss Qiu, how much do you pay for me to open this stone?" This was the stone with aura, but the surface was round and the black one was very ordinary, just not much different from the pebbles on the riverside.

"If you like it, you can take it away for two thousand dollars..."

Although Ling Yun concealed it very well, Qiu Yongshou was afraid that he would give him a slap and sell the good things to others, so he deliberately said a very high price. At this price, it would be enough to buy such a car of stones. Even if Ling Yun really took away one, he would not regret it.

He just wanted to see what Ling Yun reacted.

Of course Ling Yun was furious. He stood up suddenly, grabbed the stone and tried to fall: "Boss Qiu, I don't care about money, but you must not treat me as a sucker, two thousand yuan? How do you rob it?"

Boss Qiu was about to speak again, but he heard another calm voice outside the door: "Boss Qiu, my friend came to your store to get a piece of stone waste, and you dare to pay him two thousand yuan. Isn't this a little too much?" There was obvious dissatisfaction in his words.

Boss Qiu was shocked when he heard this voice. He immediately threw Ling Yun down, quickly took the lead two steps, and took the initiative to lift the curtain.

The visitor is none other than Song Zhengyang, the vice president of Qingshui Antiques Association, the director of the Jewelry and Jade Association, and the boss of Zhuyutang!

When Qiu Yongshou saw Song Zhengyang coming, the cold sweat on his head was about to come down. He quickly said, "Oh, I don't know if President Song is here, I'm really ashamed..."

In the antique market, when you appreciate antique objects all day long, the bosses here speak a little elegantly and slightly with a hint of ancient style, which makes them look stylish.

At the same time, Qiu Yongshou wiped his cold sweat and turned to look at Ling Yun, thinking that he could really tell that he was really ignorant of Mount Tai today. President Song’s friend came, and he almost drove the person out. A broken stone costs two thousand? It’s okay to give it to him!

Qiu Yongshou hurriedly made up for it: "President Song, this gentleman, I'm really embarrassed. This gentleman wants to buy stones when he comes in, but he didn't say he is your friend. This... I'm sorry I'm so embarrassed..."

"Uncle Song, why are you here? I thought I had bought this stone and I'll come to find you later..."

Ling Yun still grabbed the stone and said to Song Zhengyang with a smile.

Song Zhengyang was so happy, thinking that Lingyun is really true, how can I take responsibility for your uncle now? He smiled, but he complained a little, "I finally waited for you to come, how could I not come to pick you up?"

After hearing this, Qiu Yongshou's forehead was sweating frequently and couldn't even wipe it. He thought to himself, where could a living ancestor come from, and he could let the vice president of Qingshui Antiques Association provide such a gift?

When did Song Zhengyang speak to others in this tone?

No matter what, Qiu Yongshou asked Ling Yun to come in and pick up the stones, so Ling Yun did not make things difficult for him, but instead put a bundle of 100 yuan bills in Qiu Yongshou's hands.

"Boss Qiu, I really like this stone. I said just now, it's just a matter of being a favor, just like it. This thousand yuan belongs to you and this stone belongs to me. What do you think?"

Ling Yun was very straightforward and prepared to clear the goods at the same time. If such a spirit stone was cut open, it would probably be even if an ordinary person who didn't know what spiritual energy was, he would know that it was a treasure, more than one million, and he gave ten thousand, which was actually a big profit.

Song Zhengyang looked calm and looked at Boss Qiu and said lightly: "Boss Qiu, since my friend likes this stone, I will buy it for him. At the price you mentioned, two thousand yuan. Go back and go to my Zhuyutang to get the money..."

Qiu Yongshou thought to himself that it was just a broken stone. You, President Song, came in person. If I still don’t know how to collect money, wouldn’t I be waiting to close the door?

"President Song, please be proud of your kindness, don't slap your little brother in the face. Since this little brother is your friend, I will give him this stone. Don't mention the money anymore..."

As he spoke, Qiu Yongshou carefully put the bundle of 100-dollar bills back into Ling Yun's hand with a smile on his face.

Ling Yun was not pretentious, he laughed and said, "Then thank Boss Qiu!"

Song Zhengyang glanced at Ling Yun helplessly: "Why are you still standing there? Let's go..."

After saying that, he enthusiastically hugged Ling Yun's shoulder and walked out. At the same time, he said to Qiu Yongshou who was sending them out: "Boss Qiu, when you are not busy in the future, go to my Zhuyu Hall to sit down, and I will treat you to tea!"

When Qiu Yongshou heard this, he immediately understood that what Song Zhengyang meant was that he owed him a favor and would repay it in the future. He was so excited that he was ecstatic that he had never expected that a broken stone would make him and Song Zhengyang have a friendship.

Song Zhengyang’s favor, let alone two thousand yuan or ten thousand yuan, can’t even be exchanged for 100,000 yuan!

Most people don’t have such good things. Qiu Yongshou is secretly grateful that he did not drive Ling Yun out. Otherwise, he would not have a good life in the future.

Looking at Song Zhengyang and Ling Yun leaving, Qiu Yongshou was puzzled, thinking that he had never heard of Song Zhengyang having such a young friend. Could it be that he came from the capital?

"Good vision, a good thing..."

After leaving the house, Song Zhengyang changed his stern face just now, opened his mouth and smiled, his fair face turned red.

At the same time, he was also secretly surprised. Ling Yun could find good things in the garbage dump with just one pick. Isn’t this amazing?

Isn’t Ling Yun a miracle doctor? Is he still a master of gambling stones?!

In that case, Song Zhengyang really knew that he had made a big profit this time! Rs
Chapter completed!