Rebirth 13, starting from the big demolition treasure hunt

Chapter 330 Mainly wants to pick up the sky stone

After watching it for a while, they walked down the steps and went to have a look next to the "Hanshui Goddess" luxury cruise ship.

This cruise is a sightseeing cruise, and the cost of boarding the ship for about an hour is 70 yuan.

It was almost noon, and several people did not buy tickets to get on the boat.

After playing for a while, Zhou Wenjun told Feng Xue to find a place to eat and pick up sky stones after eating. They all found a nearby restaurant for lunch.

After dinner, they drove to the sand and gravel field at the intersection of Qinghekou and Hanjiang River.

That place is a sand and gravel transfer station, and the sand and gravel in the quarry are transported by ship from other places.

With good luck, when the few people arrived, they happened to catch a sand dredger unloading stones to an open area on the river bank.

What was unloaded this time were pebbles of varying sizes, not sand.

This makes it easier to find Sky Stone or other beautiful stones.

Judging from the pile of sand and gravel that has been unloaded so far, it is not as big as a person's height. It seems that the gravel has not been unloaded for a long time.

As he spoke, he handed over a cigarette.

He also briefly spoke to her.

The thirty-four or five-year-old man took the cigarette he handed over and greeted him while looking at the pebbles falling from the conveyor belt.

At this time, two people were picking up stones over there.

"Me neither! Yuan Sheng and Zhou Wenjun should have picked it up!"

They also brought related tools, such as large plastic buckets for water, small pickaxes, sponges, etc.

"No, I have something to do in the morning. I will be unloading stones in the afternoon, so I don't have time to go there!"

Feng Xue said as they walked to the place where the sand dredger used the conveyor belt to unload stones.

"Fellow! Today there is the "Chuangtian Festival" event at Mi Gong Temple. There are many people selling strange stones there. Didn't you go and take a look?"

However, because strange stones are not valuable, there are very few people who are really willing to pay high prices to buy them, so they basically do not go out to pick up stones.

He took a brief look at the stones they picked up just now. There were not many, just a few, not very good.

Wu Yuansheng doesn't like ordinary stones. He doesn't have many contacts with people who like strange stones and collect stones.

Those few stones are not as good as the stones that were thrown away without being taken away by the people who moved during the demolition.

When Wu Yuansheng came together with the thirty-four or five-year-old man among the two people who came before, Wu Yuansheng greeted him.

"I have never gone to the battlefield or picked up stones from the river before! Xiaoyue, what about you?"

Those stones with good-looking pictures or strange shapes and good materials, such as jade or agate, are good stones.

Today during the Lantern Festival, she went out to play with them to pass the time.

He looked at the two people carefully. One of them looked about thirty-four or five years old, and the other was about fifty years old. He didn't recognize them.

Yi Xiaoyue said this, and they both said they had picked it up.

In addition to the Chuantian Stone that they had seen in the morning, Song Yuping also asked Wu Yuansheng what kind of stone was good and valuable.

When he arrived at the stone pile where the sand dredger was unloading stones, he asked Yi Xiaoyue to stay as far away as possible to prevent the stones or mixed mud from splashing on her.

"Do you often pick up rocks here?"

He then asked again.

"Yes! You often come here to pick up rocks, right?"

The thirty-four or five-year-old man asked him.

"We mainly want to pick up sky stones and buy ready-made ones over there. My wife said that we are not sincere and we must pick them up ourselves!"

Looking at the man, he smiled and said.

"A lot of women have this idea!"

The thirty-four or five-year-old man didn't feel strange about what he said.

The two were chatting, and Wu Yuansheng was always paying attention to the falling stones.

During the chat, he also asked about the man's basic information and learned that his surname was Wang.

Because the sand and gravel have just been unloaded from the sand dredger and contain water, many of the stones are clean and the patterns on the surface can be seen clearly.

Suddenly, he discovered a wax stone the size of his fist.

<divclass="contentadv">Picked it up and looked at it. There were many nail patterns on the surface that looked like scratches. I opened the back and looked at it. The stone was red and there was an irregular pattern of an electrocardiogram.

These red parts have clear patterns and different edge widths. They look like eighteen bends on a mountain road, but they are very beautiful.

"This stone is good!"

The thirty-four or five-year-old man named Wang next to him saw the wax stone turned red and said to him.

"It's just a stone you can get! It's not that good!"

People who come into contact with antiques generally have higher requirements for strange stones, at least this is what Wu Yuansheng thinks.

His understanding of a good stone must be a stone that is beautiful at first glance, special, and can bring a bright feeling to people's eyes.

"Then your demands are too high. Do you understand stones?"

The man named Wang asked him again.

"You should know something! I usually collect, and most of the things I encounter are antiques. I rarely come across ordinary stones. Even if I encounter them, they are all finished products such as agate or jade!"

Most people who collect are knowledgeable about strange stones. After all, collecting strange stones also belongs to a category of collection.

"Collecting antiques! You really have a higher level of vision!"

Wu Yuansheng packed the red-sided stone with eighteen bends on the mountain road in the convenient bag he brought with him, and Wu Yuansheng continued to pick it up.

When picking it up, he was mainly looking for the Sky-piercing Stone.

After a while, he picked up another black stone with a golden line pattern on the surface. He looked at the stone several times and found that it was still not good enough, so he threw it away.

But the master named Wang next to him picked it up and said it was a very good stone.

"Yuan Sheng! Can you take a look at this stone?"

Not long after, Yi Xiaoyue brought a stone over and said to him.

After not letting her stay at the place where the sand dredger was unloading stones, she, Feng Xue and Song Yuping went to the pile of rocks where the stones had been dumped before to search.

Except for the pile of rocks where the stones are being unloaded, the others must have been searched by stone pickers.

However, as the stones on the surface are bought by others, the stones below are exposed, and it is still possible to find good stones.

He took the stone she handed over and looked at it. The surface of the stone was already dry.

Judging from the circular patterns and agate-like decorations on it, he could tell at a glance that it was a fiery stone.

This stone is not big, only a little bigger than a walnut, but it has many fiery patterns on it.

Because it was already dry and did not look good in water, he found a puddle with water and soaked it for a while.

When I took it into my hand again, the stone that had been soaked in water looked much better.

"This stone is not bad. It is a fire stone. Generally, people who pick up stones will pick it up when they see it."

"So is it worth anything?"

After hearing that it was okay, Yi Xiaoyue asked again.

"It's worth a pack of cigarettes. It's about the same price as an ordinary sky-piercing stone. Someone should want it for twenty or thirty yuan. If the price is too high, most people won't buy it!"

Wu Yuansheng expressed his objective view.

"I heard from some experts that some strange stones are worth over 100 million yuan. Is that true?"

Feng Xue came over and asked him.

"Experts can say hundreds of millions, billions, or tens of billions by word of mouth! Just let him spend money to try it. There are very few rare stones worth more than 100 million."

In fact, he is not just an expert. He has heard from many people who pick up stones and collect rare stones. They have picked up stones worth millions, tens of millions, or over 100 million.

There are also rumors that someone has paid tens of thousands to buy strange stones, but they are just not willing to sell them.

Hearing these self-deceptive words, he just wanted to laugh.

Is it really that valuable? If you sell it for a few stones, wouldn’t it mean that you can have enough food and clothing for a few lifetimes?

Strange stones, unlike antiques, are not that valuable due to their material.

Of course, the same goes for antiques. Most of them are worthless, but only a few are truly valuable.