Pixiu Rearing Guide

The next day, Du Ziyu and Shen Shi arrived at the jade field early and waited. Before six o'clock, shops opened one after another, and the shop they were following was after six o'clock. The boss also came, opened the shutter door, and gambled a basket of stones. Pull out a basket, just like this spread out to sell.

Shen Shi immediately went forward to identify these stones one by one. Du Ziyu squatted down beside him, and found that these gambling stones were sorted into different baskets according to the quality of window jade.

"The order is out of order." Shen Shi weighed the rough stone in his hand, handed it to Du Ziyu, and reported the order of the stone in Ah Wu's house: "Basket No. [-]."

Du Ziyu lowered his head to observe the stone in his hand, yellow sand skin, rubbed a thin layer, revealing the pea green window.

"Find me a few more from the No. [-] basket." Du Ziyu clicked on the phone album, and found the photos of the No. [-] basket of stones, and compared them carefully. At this time, Shen Shi handed him another small material, white salt sand, It also cleans windows.

Du Ziyu frowned: "I seem to understand..." After finishing speaking, he picked through the basket in front of him thoughtfully, and chose two more rough stones with facets to show Shen Shi: "These two, don't they? The same basket?"

"No. [-]." Shen Shi sniffed the stone and nodded.

"One, two, four, six, give me a stone each." At this time, Du Ziyu had basically penetrated the doorway inside, and in order to prove his idea, he took the remaining gambling stones in the baskets of the remaining numbers from Shen Shi. Almost as he guessed...

The corner of his mouth curled up, and Du Ziyu suddenly stood up. The boss thought he wanted to negotiate a price, and was about to walk over. Du Ziyu waved to him, pulled Shen Shi up and said, "Okay, you can go back and deal with business."

It was not yet noon when the two returned to Old Ah Wu's bamboo building. Kuba was sitting in the yard carving his wood. When he heard the sound of a locomotive, he dropped the wood and ran out. When he saw that it was Du Ziyu, he stared. Du Ziyu was in a good mood at the moment, and stretched out his hand to pinch Kuba's dark face. Kuba was stunned, and watched Du Ziyu's smile as if it was about to sprout, and walked into the yard in high spirits, another gust of wind Like rushing upstairs.

"Ah Wu!" Walking into the bamboo building, Du Ziyu sat down on the bamboo mat, and the old A Wu was making a mark on the stone, so he raised his eyes and glanced at him.

"Well... this one is for rubbing skin." Du Ziyu leaned forward, squinted his eyes to study the symbols written by Old Ah Wu, and said in a serious manner: "Thin rubbing." As he spoke, his eyes fell on the marked stone next to him, Picking up one at random, he looked at it: "This one is also skin-cleaning," and then pointed to the one next to it: "This one is cut, according to the thread, cut into thin slices... and this one, half and half!"

After all, Du Ziyu put the stones away, stared at old Wu with a smile, and concluded: "Your stones are not divided according to their value, nor are they divided according to the method of rubbing water. They are divided according to the method of dissolving stones. Tell me How can they cut it up, and then let them value it according to the quality of the window meat, and then classify it, right?"

Old Ah Wu frowned and listened to Du Ziyu's words. He was silent for a long time, put down his pen with a snap, and snorted.

"You kid, are you playing tricks with me?"

Old Ah Wu was obviously not happy because Du Ziyu had cracked the mystery, but was a little angry instead. With a dark face, he threw the stone aside, and said coldly: "If you don't study the stone carefully, you will think of some crooked ways... Even if you are blinded Yes, it’s not a real thing!”

"What is real ability?" Du Ziyu curled the corner of his mouth a little shamelessly, and raised his eyebrows: "I think that anyone who can solve a problem is called real ability."

Old Ah Wu's original intention for asking this question was to test his knowledge of betting stones, which Du Ziyu already understood.

What Xie Shi was testing was the analysis of the pattern and texture of the leather shell. If he can also make a correct judgment on the leather shell, he will naturally understand at a glance. It must be appropriate, if the knowledge is not good, the answer will not be complete, no matter what the answer is, anyway, I have revealed the truth to the old ah Wu, and it is up to the old ah Wu to judge whether to teach him or not.

It turned out that Du Ziyu didn't play his cards according to the routine, instead of guessing the unknown from the known conditions, he went directly to find out the result, and then deduced the logic of solving the problem.

"Anyway, I answered your question within the allotted time." Du Ziyu rested his cheeks, his eyes gleaming: "As we said before, it's time for me to come up with the question?"

Old Ah Wu was swayed, his face was not very good-looking, and he looked disdainful, probably because he despised Du Ziyu's opportunism, he gave Du Ziyu a blank look: "Hmph... Hurry up!"

"No, no, I have to speak slowly..." Du Ziyu smiled and stood up suddenly. There was his briefcase in the corner of the room. He flipped through it, took out a stack of papers, sat back, and took out a paper Handed it to old Wu: "Look at this piece. There are mildew spots on the pine flower. It's a gamble. You draw a stroke from here, but it's green when you cut it. How did you find this good location?"

On the A4-sized white paper, a rough stone was drawn, and all the characteristics of the leather shell were described in detail, and there were densely written marks on the side, as if doing a question. There was an arrow behind each marked feature, and the high For conclusions such as green, ice species, gray background, and moss, draw a question mark if you are in doubt, and circle the key place. Du Ziyu wrote densely on such a huge piece of paper.

Old Ah Wu frowned, and directly asked for the thick stack of paper in Du Ziyu's hand, flipping through the pages, his eyes narrowed slowly: "When did you kid draw these ghostly symbols?"

"When I'm free." Du Ziyu shrugged and rubbed his wrists subconsciously. It took him a lot of energy to do these homework in the hotel according to the photos.

Old Ah Wu flipped through the drawing paper repeatedly, his hands rustling: "I think you have more than ten questions on it?"

Du Ziyu saw that old Wu's face softened, and suddenly reached out and pressed the paper. Old Wu raised his head, knowing that he had something to say.

"Let me tell the truth, Ah Wu," Du Ziyu sighed, and his tone suddenly became serious. He stared into old Ah Wu's eyes with sincerity: "I really want to ask you, just one question," he smiled, A little helpless: "Are you still accepting apprentices?"

"Boy, if I really want to accept it, do you dare to accept it?" Old Ah Wu suddenly laughed: "Gambling with stones is a science, and it's just a superficial learning in three to five years. It's just an entry. It's easy for you to become a teacher. It's impossible without ten or eight years of experience!" Old Ah Wu said, he lit a cigarette and spit out smoke rings. He squinted his eyes and looked at Du Ziyu: "Tell me, how long can you stay in Myanmar?"

"Ah Wu, you speak Chinese so fluently that you never thought of going to China?" Du Ziyu's eyes were piercing, and his eyes were clear and bright.

"Hmph, you boy... tsk, Chinese, ghosts..." Old Ah Wu shook his head, sighed, and finally showed a look that he had nothing to do with Du Ziyu: "I'm an old bone, Why go to China!"

"Could it be...Kuba?" Du Ziyu was stunned for a moment, thinking of the broken Burmese-Chinese dictionary, he suddenly understood, so he couldn't help speculating: "Although Kuba couldn't hear, his voice wasn't bad. Just in his teens, he can still talk if someone teaches him... Do you want Kuba to go back to China with us?"

Old Ah Wu glanced at Du Ziyu, but didn't answer him. He just took a few puffs of cigarettes and changed the subject: "Actually, there are several teaching methods for gambling on stones. The first one is ten years or eight years. The stone at the entrance of the field can be developed naturally; the second type is to look at the semi-clear material, which has skin and flesh, and it can be practiced in three to five years; the third type is to look at the clear material and speculate on the polishing effect. Learn how to get materials without hurting materials, without loss, and can produce high-priced finished products, and you can be a teacher in one or two years; there is the last one, you can finish teaching in two or three days, but when you can be a teacher, whether you can be a teacher, it all depends on yourself Comprehension..." After finishing speaking, old Wu looked at Du Ziyu and asked, "Which one do you want to learn?"

Du Ziyu frowned: "Of course, the sooner the better."

Old Ah Wu raised his eyebrows, but he didn't expect Du Ziyu to choose this way, but he didn't comment, just nodded: "I see, I will teach you tomorrow." After speaking, he waved his hand: "Go, take Kuba Call up, I have a few words to ask him."

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I don't know what old Wu said to Kuba. The kid was in a bad mood when he had lunch. He went into old Wu's room after eating hastily and never came out again. Du Ziyu didn't see him until the next morning. Seeing the shadow of Bowser, I feel somewhat uneasy.

"Ah Wu, what's wrong with Kuba?" During breakfast, Du Ziyu couldn't help asking old A Wu.

"Take care of yourself." Old Ah Wu still had that stinky temper. He said something against Du Ziyu, got up and went back to the room, and when he came out, he threw a thick notebook to Du Ziyu: "Give it back to me after reading it."

The book is quite old, and the pages are yellowed and brittle. Inside, there are dense records of the owner's experience in betting on stones all his life. There are summaries and photos for detailed annotations. It is very detailed and precious.Du Ziyu didn't dare to turn it over forcefully, for fear that it would be torn apart accidentally.

"You can copy it, but you can't shoot it." Old Ah Wu reminded: "You only have three days."

Come on, then copy it!

Du Ziyu felt that he hadn't written so many words since he graduated from high school. Just three days was enough for him to regain the feeling he had on the eve of the college entrance examination. Moreover, this copy was not a simple copy. This manuscript was written in Chinese and Burmese. You have to copy while translating, and you have to take the time to ask Old Ah Wu for some content that you don’t understand after translating... And precisely in this matter, he can only choose to fight alone, because he is not even proficient in writing his own name. Shen Shi basically can't help.

After three days, Du Ziyu almost forgot to sleep and eat. After finishing the manuscript, he felt a little exhausted, especially on his right hand, a thick callus was formed on the knuckle of his index finger.

"It's better to eat without chopsticks..." Du Ziyu sighed after finally being able to sit down and eat a meal in peace. He took Kuba's full rice and glanced at the child's fingers, which were so red.

"What's wrong with your hand?" Du Ziyu has been exhausted these days, so he has the extra energy to pay attention to others. After he asked Kuba, he didn't get an answer, so he turned to look at old Wu.

"Eat first." Old Ah Wu knocked on the bowl.

After An Sheng finished his meal, old Ah Wu nodded to Kuba, and the child walked into the house knowingly, and after a while, he took out the piece of Moses sand seed material, which was transparent under the dim light. Fluorescence, the light water green reflected in it, seems to float with the light and shadow, when Kuba put down the seed material, Du Ziyu saw the traces like ditches carved on the jade flesh, and the black moss inside was completely removed It is clean and does not affect the integrity of the material at all. If you can carve a mountain with this seed material, such a good texture and water for planting must be priceless.

"Ah Wu, you are amazing!" Du Ziyu gave a thumbs up sincerely.

Old Ah Wu seemed dismissive, he reached out his hand to touch the seed material, and wrote lightly: "This one is carved by Kuba."

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——I’m celebrating breaking the dividing line of 30 in the last chapter——

Very (wu) (li) culture (tao) culture (tao) stone gambling classroom round1

Du Laoshi: In today's class, we will mainly talk about the types of jadeite. According to the size of the jadeite crystal particles, there are glass, ice, egg white, waxy, horse teeth and bean seeds.The glass type is transparent and clean like glass, the ice type is like ice, the egg white type is like egg white, and so on... Look at this jadeite Pixiu in my hand, who can tell me what type it is?

Li Wu: Old wet old wet, I think this looks more like tofu flower, is it a bean seed?

Shilai classmate: Old wet old wet, I think this is more like glutinous rice cakes, is it glutinous?

Shen Shi: Old Wet Old Wet, I think this one looks more like me, it must be my species!

Du Laoshi: Shen Shi, get the hell out of here! (ノ｀Д)ノ