Chapter 10 (2/2)

This is the first thought in Lin Luoran’s mind. She doesn’t care about how money-mad other people may think about her idea at all. Despite of the magical s.p.a.ce, she was a poor woman who was getting older with no job and abandoned by her boyfriend two weeks ago.

People will never care about their temperament if they have a problem in just surviving.

Baojia sees that she is looking at Fatty Cui’s stone without blinking and asks with a smile, “So, you want to gamble on stones, too?”

Lin Luoran has plenty of capability, but her wallet is empty. She smiles, “You know my economic situation. I can’t afford these stones with only a thousand yuan in my pocket.”

Baojia can’t stop laughing after hearing her words. The boss of the stone yard, who just sold a stone to Fatty Cui and received a transferring amount of hundreds of thousands of yuan from Fatty Cui, is in a good mood. Seeing that Lin Luoran looks pretty, he takes her words as just a joke and points at a heap of stones as large as watermelons, “Those stones are not for bidding, you can take whichever you like. Five hundred for each. Ladies, you can try your luck there.”

Baojia raises her eyebrows and says, “Zhang, are you kidding us? Five hundred yuan for each? All your waste stones are piled up there for all these years.”

Baojia is well aware of Lin’s situation, and guesses that her words about one thousand yuan are very possibly true. She is a little bit regret for what she just said without thinking and wants to help skip this topic.

Fatty Cui seems to know Baojia. Rubbing his hands together, he says, “Designer Qin, five hundred yuan for each is just for cutting for fun. You are embarra.s.sing Boss Zhang.”

“Fatty Cui, you can buy all of them and cut them for fun if you have enough money…” Mrs. Cui has long hated to see Fatty Cui’s tone like a parvenu and groans after hearing his words.

Fatty Cui produces a forced smile as expected and stops talking. People start to heckle:

“Fatty Cui, you cut this stone or not?”

“Cut it! Live stone cutting is atmospheric.”

“You are right. Alas, mine turned out to be failures just now. Zhang, your stones this time are too trashy.”

Fatty Cui tries hard to eject a light of “ferocity” through his squinted little eyes squeezed by his fat cheeks, and breaks out into curses to people around, “Kiss my a.s.s! You have watched the play for a long time and I don’t even ask you guys for money! Boss Zhang, please ask some of your workers to help, and I will take these stones home and cut them on my own. ”

Fatty Cui starts to command workers to haul the stones while people are gossiping, which makes there a great mess.

Before anyone noticing, Lin Luoran holds Baojia’s hand and goes over to the heap of stones at the corner. They squat down and starts to observe those stones carefully.

“You really want to gamble on stones? These stones are wastes picked out by Zhang all these years. What’s more, five hundred yuan for each. There is nothing to be gambled on…”

Baojia was not a talkative person. Talking endlessly like that, she just wants to save money for Lin Luoran. But seeing that Lin Luoran pays her full attention to these stones, she just stops talking unconsciously.

“I am an idiot. As long as Ran is happy, gambling is no big deal. If she really runs out of money, I am not going to sit around and do nothing.”

While Baojia is thinking something like that, Lin Luoran turns around and looks up at her with sparkling eyes.

“Baojia, I choose two stones for you, too!”