My ex-girlfriend thought I was poor, so I made 100 million by betting on stones.

"Don't look at the bulletin board. The good thing of cutting out millions of emeralds at once will not happen to you."

In Jiangcheng's Stone Gambling Market, a stall owner seemed to realize that the young man in front of him was a young boy, so he teased him with words.

Yang Feng came back to his senses after hearing this.

There was a bit more loneliness and helplessness in his expression.

Three months ago, he was dumped by his ex-girlfriend.

Her boyfriend is the rich second generation of Jiangcheng.

Yang Feng was also fired from the company because the rich second generation greeted the company.

During this period, every time Yang Feng looked for a job, he would either go home and wait for news, or he would be fired after working for just one day.

By today, he had exhausted all his savings.

At this time today, he also wants to pay 1000 yuan for living expenses to his sister who is studying in college.

"Boss, help me see how much this is worth."

Yang Feng took out a bracelet.

This was given to him by Liu Qinglan, who owed him 2 yuan.

Liu Qinglan is his best friend.

The man was very kind. After hearing about his situation, he said that this bracelet could be used as collateral for some money, so that he could hold it for emergencies.

"You look like a B-grade product at first glance. You can only sell it for a few hundred yuan at most. Do you want to sell it?"

The boss's eyes flashed first, and then he shook his head in disdain.

Yang Feng didn't notice anything unusual. He was short of money and hesitated for a moment, then said, "Sell, you give me a price."

"500 yuan."

"Five hundred, just five hundred."

Yang Feng actually guessed that the price would not be high.

Otherwise, Liu Qinglan would have sold it long ago, why would she borrow money from herself.

But even if it's a few hundred yuan, I can still call my sister first.

After receiving the money, Yang Feng walked out of the jade market.

But he didn't know that just when he left, the boss who had lied to him couldn't help but get excited.

"What a fool."

The boss collected his things excitedly and hurriedly ran away.

Yang Feng didn't know that the jade bracelet Liu Qinglan gave him was pure top-grade glass jade, and its current market price was at least one million.

At this time, he took 500 yuan and walked outside.

The financial pressure made him feel a little confused for a while.

Yang Feng walked by the lake in the park.

I happened to see an old fishing man by the lake out of the corner of my eye.

big summer.

The old man was wearing ancient robes and carrying a raincoat on his back.

‘This old man, is he dressed like this in the summer to pretend to be an outsider? ’

Yang Feng said to himself.

But the old man suddenly lifted the pole, then turned his head and called Yang Feng behind him, saying: "Young man, help me get the fish basket."

"what?"

"You're talking about me next to me, so it's not too much of a favor, right?"

"What the hell..."

Yang Feng was immediately dumbfounded.

Didn't you seem to make a sound just now?

‘A coincidence must be a coincidence. ’

Yang Feng thought again in his mind.

But soon, the old man spoke again: "Hurry up, my fish is going to run away!"

"What? Okay! Okay!"

Yang Feng didn't have time to think carefully and quickly handed him the fish basket.

He watched the old man put the fish in, and then looked at the hot summer day, and couldn't help but said: "Old man, you don't have heat stroke in this summer."

"You have a good heart, but it's a pity that instead of worrying about me, you should worry about yourself."

"What's wrong with me?"

"If you sell something worth millions to someone for 500 yuan, what will you do if they come back to you?"

The old man asked jokingly.

When Yang Feng heard this, he rolled his eyes and said: "Liu Qinglan's bracelet is for my emergency use. If she really has such an expensive thing, she will borrow money from me, not to mention... it's wrong!"

Halfway through the words, Yang Feng suddenly reacted.

How could this old man know what he just did?

Is he following me?

"I didn't follow you, I just saw you accidentally."

The old man spoke again.

Yang Feng was dumbfounded.

This old man seems to really know what he is thinking.

"We are somewhat destined. Today I give you a pair of eyes, which are enough to seek good luck and avoid bad luck. I wish you good luck."

After the old man finished speaking, he picked up his fishing gear and left.

Yang Feng froze on the spot for a while.

When he came back to his senses, he realized that the old man had suddenly disappeared from his sight.

He always felt that this old man had escaped from some mental hospital.

But I can recall the scene just now.

Yang Feng still went back to the market by mistake.

Inside the Jade Market.

Lively as always.

Jiangcheng has a developed economy and has the largest jade trading market in the country.

There are not only people in the market who come to buy jade, but most of them also come here to try their luck by gambling on stones.

As the saying goes, one sword can make you rich, one sword can make you rich, one sword can make you wear sackcloth, and one sword can change you into a villa.

Many people come here hoping to make a fortune.

But Yang Feng was even more uneasy than them.

When he arrived at the stall where he was selling bracelets, he found that the middle-aged boss had disappeared.

Yang Feng quickly asked the stall owner next to him, "Boss, where did this stall owner go just now?"

"Are you talking about him? There seemed to be something urgent just now. As soon as you walked away, he hurriedly closed the stall."

The stall owner did remember Yang Feng.

But Yang Feng's heart skipped a beat at this moment.

broken! What the old man said just now is true!

Yang Feng instantly felt a chill on his back.

If that jade bracelet was really worth a million and was sold by me...

"Depend on!"

Yang Feng's heart suddenly panicked.

However, the stall owner thought he wanted to buy raw stone materials, so he took the initiative and said: "Young man, after he left, I still have a lot of stones. You can choose a few and we can help cut them for free."

The stall owner's words brought Yang Feng back from his panic.

He subconsciously glanced at the stones on the ground.

Suddenly at this moment, he realized that there seemed to be something wrong with the stones on the ground.

He saw cracks inside the stone, as if he were looking at broken transparent glass.

"Boss, your goods are of such poor quality, how dare you cut them open and sell them as raw materials?"

Yang Feng spoke.

The boss was stunned for a moment, looked at the gambling stones that he had not yet cut, and said: "Young man, are you okay? I haven't cut these stones yet. They are all good stuff! If you like it, I'll give you 500 yuan per kilogram." Take it away!"

"what?"

Yang Feng was stunned.

Are these stones not cut?

But why does he look like...

He rubbed his eyes.

It is found that the lines of these stones become flickering.

After a while, he realized that the stones were really not cut.

The self I just saw was through perspective!

"Who said that cutting out millions with one stroke would not fall on me!"

Yang Feng suddenly became excited.