After returning the lost and found property to Zhao Dao, the police told the public to pay attention to the contents of luggage and personal safety when going out.

Zhao Dao nodded like a chicken pecking rice, feeling the warmth and love from the police comrades in spring.

After seeing off the warm and thoughtful police comrades, it took a long time for Zhuang and Zhu to languidly go downstairs.

At that time, fenglanchu's lunch was almost ready.

In these days, they live a very comfortable life. They wake up naturally in the morning, then go out to eat, and then come back to take a nap.

Occasionally go to the famous hot spring, go to the Yinxing village which is not yet yellow, and try your luck in the legendary Jade Street.

Funny to say.

The first time they arrived at Yushi street, Jiang Che was surprised to see the people crying out to sell stones.

"Mom, they're selling stones!"

"Yes." Feng LAN nodded at the beginning.

"But the stones they sell are ugly." Jiang Che sincerely comments, see that the stone is gray, its appearance is not as beautiful as the pebbles in the flower market, Jiang Che is very puzzled.

"Don't look ugly. Do you remember grandma's big green bracelets?"

Jiang Che recalled that Jiang Ma wore emerald jade on her hand every three or five times and nodded.

"They are all made of these stones. You can see that they are ugly in appearance. Maybe they are beautiful in color."

"Ugly duckling to swan?" Jiang Che grasped the core.

"Yes, it can also be said that a little stone turns into gold. Some stones don't have to be ordinary stones. Maybe there will be gold in them. You can experience it later. Maybe you can make good stones as well. "

When Jiang Che listens to it, his fighting spirit is aroused.

He wants to turn stone into gold!

Give a few big green bracelets to grandma, grandma and Ms. Xiaofeng!

As early as ten or twenty years ago, the Jade Street here has been quite famous. The stones that the villagers fished out of the river are excellent ones. Many people have become millionaires overnight.

But that's in the past.

No matter how many good stones can't stand people's long-term salvage, so it's more and more difficult to gamble.

This Jade Street has also changed from the rich square where millionaires could easily open stones to the tourist punch in street where entertainment might be able to hold a good stone.

People here sell stones like sweet potatoes. When sacks are on the ground, gray stones are piled up at will.

There are more than 800 stones with good appearance and more than 110 stones with bad appearance.

Next door to the stone seller is the jade processing street. Buy stones here and cut them for you there.

The good and the bad are clear at a glance.

"Miss Xiaofeng, can you see stones?" Although Zhao Dao is worth millions, he still has a simple dream of becoming rich overnight.

Feng Lanchu shook his head honestly: "geology is a profound knowledge, not my strong point."

After listening to Feng Lanchu's words, Zhao Dao was a little depressed. He thought he could use the fingers of the omnipotent teacher Xiao Feng.

But what people can't imagine is that although there is no golden finger at the beginning of Fenglan, jiangche has it!

I don't know whether he is lucky or not. Mr. Jiang takes a fancy to the stones he wants to buy, and finally cuts out the unexpected ones.

I saw Jiang Anzhi and Jiang Che strolling in a pile of stones. Sometimes Jiang Che would pick smooth ones and sometimes uneven ones, but he seldom looked at big stones because he couldn't move them.

The biggest stone Jiang Che likes is about a Hami melon, and the smallest is only his fist.