"If you want to buy jade, it's best to go directly to the wool cutting area. There are specialized wool cutters there. Once someone cuts out the jade, you can bid."

Yang Siqian saw Zhang Liang looking around and reminded him.

"You seem to know a lot about this place."

Zhang Liang was a little surprised. She felt that Yang Siqian's identity might not be as simple as a restaurant owner.

"Let's go."

Yang Siqian didn't say much and took Zhang Liang towards the wool cutting area.

"Little brother, could you please help me hug this piece of wool?"

However, Zhang Liang had not gone far when he was stopped by a little old man.

"Uncle, I'm sorry, I'm not a staff member here, why don't you call the staff yourself?"

Generally, quarries have staff who specialize in transporting wool to the wool cutting area. Are they regarded as staff?

If he usually doesn't mind helping, now he is busy choosing wool by himself.

"I know you are not a staff member here. There are a lot of people betting on stones today, and the staff is overwhelmed. I am in a hurry to untie the material, so please help me."

The little old man smiled kindly at Zhang Liang.

He has a little hobby, he likes to gamble on stones. People who gamble on stones don't like people to follow them, otherwise they can just call two bodyguards over and there is no need to bother anyone.

"Okay, then let me help you."

Seeing that the little old man was somewhat polite, Zhang Liang agreed.

The little old man handed the woolen material to Zhang Liang and suddenly felt much more relaxed. He started chatting and kept talking: "Are you here to gamble on stones? I can tell you that gambling on stones is a kind of knowledge..."

This was Zhang Liang's first contact with stone gambling. He knew nothing about stone gambling before. Hearing what the little old man said so eloquently, he walked toward the cutting area with the wool in his arms and nodded.

But he didn't notice that the woolen material he was holding happened to be in contact with the left trouser pocket because it was held in front of him.

Then, as if the painting was sensing something, it began to absorb the jadeite inside the wool.

Jade is also a kind of jade, and the painting has a reaction.

"Um?"

Zhang Liang suddenly felt a little hot on his left thigh, which was where the painting was.

Could it be that there are rough stones in this wool? My painting has a reaction?

Thinking of this, Zhang Liang deliberately separated the wool from the painting with his hands. With this separation, the temperature of the painting returned to normal.

"It seems so."

Zhang Liang was ecstatic.

Since the painting can directly absorb the energy of the jade in the wool, why should he purchase ready-made jade?

Wool is much cheaper than jade, so you can save a lot of money.

"Uncle, I have something else to do. You can carry this wool by yourself."

The painting can absorb the energy in the jadeite. Zhang Liang did not dare to continue holding the rough stone. If he continued to hold it, the jadeite would be absorbed by the painting, and the little old man would collapse.

It's not easy for the little old man to bet. He doesn't do such immoral things.

Zhang Liang threw down the jade and quickly ran towards the raw stone area.

"Hey, I just complimented you young man a few times, and you left my old man behind. Today's young people are really too exaggerated."

The little old man pointed at Zhang Liang and said a few words.

Zhang Liang had no time to deal with the little old man now. When he arrived at the rough stone area, he quickly approached the wool. Soon, he discovered a scene that surprised him.

His paintings do not have to be in complete contact with the wool. As long as they are close enough to a certain distance, the paintings will heat up and react to each other.

"Now the jade problem is completely solved."

Zhang Liang was ecstatic and walked around a pile of wool.

Then he took out all the wool that was in contact with the painting and put it aside.

After some fussing, he took out more than twenty pieces of wool.

"Sister Siqian, can we call a van here?" Zhang Liang was a little embarrassed looking at the pile of wool.

The wool is not in the painting space, so it is absorbed very slowly, and the temperature of the painting is too high for him to bear. Now he has to transport the wool away first, find a place without people, and bring the wool into the painting space.

Yang Siqian's eyes widened and she asked doubtfully: "Are you sure you want to buy these woolen materials? And you don't want to cut them? Aren't you here to buy jade?"

"I don't want jade anymore, just do as I say." Zhang Liang couldn't explain the reason to Yang Siqian, so he simply stopped talking about it.

"Okay, I'll help you arrange it."

Yang Siqian immediately agreed and made a phone call.

Soon after, an extended van drove in. Zhang Liang gave the driver five hundred yuan and asked the driver to put all the wool materials into the car. He then sat in the passenger seat and waved to Yang Siqian next to him.

He waved his hand.

"Sister Siqian, thank you for today. I will go back with this big brother."

"I really don't understand what this kid is doing!"

Watching the van leave, Yang Siqian shook her head helplessly, and at the same time she was full of curiosity about Zhang Liang.

"Oh, it's so lively over there. It seems like someone fell to the ground. I don't know if it was a car accident or something, but no one paid attention to it."

Soon, the van drove away from the quarry. As the van drove, it glanced towards the street and said with some surprise.

When Zhang Liang heard this, he immediately looked towards the side of the road and found that an old man had fallen on the ground. He looked carefully and found that this was not the old man who was helping the other party to hold the wool in the quarry just now.

"Now that we have met, it is fate."

Zhang Liang ordered the driver next to him: "Brother, stop the car. Please stop the car."

If it hadn't been for the old man just now, he wouldn't have discovered that he could use paintings to sense wool. The old man had done him a big favor. He didn't like to owe favors, so he naturally wanted to repay the favor.

"Brother, you are not going to save that old man, are you? I advise you not to save him. It is difficult for such an old man to get up when he falls to the ground. Then his family will blame you, and you will be in trouble.

Already."

The driver seemed to know what Zhang Liang was going to do and reminded him.

Not long ago, there was a story in the news about a young lady who saved an old woman, but the old woman came back and said that it was a girl who pushed her down.

The girl was aggrieved and clarified to the media that she was solely trying to save people. In the end, she was attacked by the media, saying that she did not know how to respect the elderly and care for the young.

In the end, the girl died to prove her innocence. This incident caused countless people to reflect in society.

These days, you can't be a good person.

"Stop the car and show me my wool." Without saying a word, Zhang Liang took out another five hundred yuan and threw it on the driver.

"Brother is so generous. Okay, brother will risk his life to accompany you today." The driver quickly stopped the car.

Zhang Liang rushed out of the car and ran outside the crowd, shouting: "Everyone, give way, everyone, give way."

"Little brother, are you his family member?"

Seeing Zhang Liang trying to save someone, someone stopped him.

"I have nothing to do with him, but if he doesn't go to the hospital, his life will be in danger." Zhang Liang quickly replied.

"Oh, little brother, you can't be a good person these days. Be careful if he touches you."

"Yes, his family didn't come either. If he goes to the hospital, will you pay for his hospitalization and treatment?"

"You'd better mind your own business."

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Chapter completed!