I listened to your advice and finally became a male god.

Chapter 28
"Sell!"

They say that once you push hard, you will be exhausted again and again. The courage you mustered up at this moment was interrupted. He no longer had the courage to let people attack him, so he simply followed his original idea and took the money and left.

Anyway, he bought it for 30 yuan and sold it for [-] yuan. He made the money and the risk was borne by others, so why not do it?
Zhang Yang made a neat deal and got the rough stone.

In the blink of an eye, this rough stone the size of a watermelon was in his hands.

The surrounding crowd looked at the stone eagerly. The drama seemed to have reached its climax at this moment. Everyone was looking forward to Zhang Yang cutting it off on the spot.

Whether it goes up or down, others expect it more than he does.

"Just cut it with one stroke." Zhang Yang handed the original stone to the master and let it go without any ink.

He doesn't need to do much mental construction, and there is no psychological burden. He is fully mentally prepared for both ups and downs.

The master nodded, placed the stone on the machine, and cut it cleanly.

This rough stone is really like a watermelon, cut in two halves.

Someone took a basin of water and poured it on, and a glint of water suddenly flashed under the sun.

Around him, someone shouted loudly.

"Up!"

"It's really gone up!"

"Oh, if I had known I would have taken action just now."

"Why are you slapping my thigh? It hurts so much!"

Zhang Yang looked at the cut surface, and there was nothing weird like cutting out a piece of glass with imperial green. It was just like the window that had just been wiped out, the surface and the inside were the same.

It has nothing to do with blood or coincidence, it's just that he won the bet.

"This water head is of this size. It can produce at least twenty bracelets and ten ring faces. I want 300 million."

"320 million, 320 million can't be sold!"

Buyers from all over the place flocked to the place, and there were many people who could afford this amount of money.

"I'll take a look." Zhang Yang was not in a hurry to trade now, and left the scene holding the stone.

That's it, he doesn't want to suffer a loss. He also wants to go back and study it to understand the market and prices. Of course, there is also the most important purpose.

Just say that you have made a lot of money by driving rough jadeite, but you can't just rely on your words. After all, it is just empty talk. Now is a rare opportunity, why don't you prove it to your family?
Back at the apartment, Zhang Yang opened the video to his father, Zhang Zhaohai, without saying a word.

After a while, the video was connected, and Zhang Zhaohai was grabbing rice with a towel hanging around his neck.

"Have you eaten?" Zhang Zhaohai put down his bowls and chopsticks, reached out close to the screen and wiped the camera with his fingers, as if the lens was a little dirty.

"We'll eat later. Is the hotel busy today?" Zhang Yang asked first.

My uncle has opened a small restaurant in the past few years, and the business has been good. His father was a chef at Yeluzi's family banquets in his early years, and he happened to have been helping his uncle in the kitchen.

"It's okay. There's a child's full moon banquet. There are several tables and several private rooms with guests." Zhang Zhaohai replied, then hurriedly raised his head and exchanged a few words with the people in the kitchen.

Zhang Yang looked at what his father Zhang Zhaohai had for lunch today. It was white rice and vegetable and tofu soup. It was completely vegetarian. There was certainly plenty of food in the kitchen, but how could he have an appetite after dealing with oil, salt, sauce and vinegar every day?I'm so tired of it.

"By the way, why did you think of chatting with me at noon?" Zhang Zhaohai sat back again.

"I'll show you something." Zhang Yang switched the rear camera and looked at the rough stone that was divided into two halves. "Dad, do you know me?"

"Original stone? Imperial green? Has it been released?!" Zhang Zhaohai's series of words made Zhang Yang a little confused,

"Emperor Green? No, Dad, where did you learn these?" Zhang Yang was speechless.

"Novel, your dad and I love to listen to novels when I have nothing to do. What about this pupil and that pupil? The protagonist has opened the celestial eye, this imperial green, that glass species. It's so exciting to read... By the way, were I kidding just now? You Is this really a rough stone?" Zhang Zhaohai asked suspiciously. "It's a rough stone, a rough stone that has been opened." Dad's mouth was full of imperial green. It would be inappropriate for him to show too much excitement at this moment, so he could only say calmly.

"Is it really a rough stone? You came to me at noon, do you mean... it's gone up?" Zhang Zhaohai finally realized the seriousness of the problem and asked tentatively.

"It took me several months of salary to buy it, and it has indeed increased." Zhang Yang said.

"How much has it increased?" Zhang Zhaohai approached the screen, as if he wanted to see the rough stone more clearly.

"I'm not sure about the price, but some offered 300 million, and some offered 320 million." As soon as Zhang Yang finished speaking, he saw his father sitting down.

"How much??!" Zhang Zhaohai asked in a voiceless voice.

"More than 300 million." Zhang Yang repeated it again.

"Wait a minute!" Zhang Zhaohai immediately ran out of the kitchen and out of the hotel, with the background behind him already outside.

Zhang Yang felt that he still underestimated the impact of 300 million on his father.

What does it mean for an average person to receive 300 million cash from the sky?It means that you have a car, you have a house, you can solve major life problems, and you can save dozens of dollars for retirement.

Yes, he has high standards and looks down on 300 million, but to his parents, 300 million means a lifetime.

In the next few minutes, Zhang Zhaohai kept asking questions repeatedly, and Zhang Yang took the trouble to explain.

Acceptance requires a process, but Lao Zhang’s big heart was not in vain after all.

He finally calmed down and accepted this fact.

"You mean you spent tens of thousands on this thing on a whim, and then you were asked to cut the price?" Zhang Zhaohai said.

"Yes." Zhang Yang nodded.

"Sell it as soon as possible, and the price will be about the same... Now, your house and car are all settled. No wonder you rejected the girl last time. I bet you saw this coming, right?" Zhang Zhaohai Laughed loudly.

"I know. If you want to tell me, I won't call you." Zhang Yang ended the phone call with Zhang Zhaohai.

In the afternoon, Zhang Yang took the rough stone and spent time visiting several jade shops. Finally, he successfully sold the rough stone for 350 million yuan.

After all, Zhang Yang earns 350 yuan a day. When faced with a huge sum of [-] million yuan, he did not feel much impact, but this does not mean that there is no wave in his heart.

After all, even at his current cashback rate, it would take half a year to reach this figure.

Well now, it’s just one step away.

The cash flow in Zhang Yang's hands is simply unprecedented.

Now I can drive the Porsche Cayenne openly, fill the car with all kinds of good cigarettes and wine, and go home happily to celebrate May Day.

It's better to choose the right day than to hit it. Zhang Yang turned around and set off to purchase again.

To be honest, Zhang Yang didn't really want his father to smoke or drink.

Especially cigarettes. His mother had long hated him for smoking. But now that Zhang Yang thinks about it, his father hangs around the kitchen every day. For a 50-year-old man, most of his life has passed. What’s wrong with getting some cigarettes to smoke?
If you don't live to be a hundred years old, living to be eight or ninety years old is enough.

So...buy it!

Don't buy too many cigarettes. If you buy too many cigarettes, they will get damp and waste. Then buy better ones. Taishan, Dachongjiu, and Golden Leaf Tianzhiye all cost more than 1 each. Give each one one.

As for the wine, it doesn't matter how long it lasts. Feitian Moutai and Wuliangye will have a few boxes each.

The trunk of the Porsche Cayenne was quickly filled to the brim by Zhang Yang, and there were only a few days left before returning on May Day.

　Explaining the source of wealth to parents is an old cliche, but I’ve covered it in two chapters.
　　
　
(End of this chapter)