It was already dusk when they returned to their hut. Zhao Meng and the others had been waiting for a long time. The stone bench was lying quietly among the few people. The three of them sat around and played around without noticing anything unusual about the stone bench.

"Brother Lin..." Seeing Yang Lin enter the room, the three of them immediately stood up.

Yang Lin walked over under the dim light, threw the wine and meat he brought back to Li Ba, and then said with a smile, "Thank you for your hard work, let's go and eat some wine and meat first."

Patting Wang Shan on the shoulder, he was moved. In his previous life, he was an orphan with no brothers or parents. He only had books to accompany him every day. At that time, he spent all his time reading books. There were all kinds of books, and the only ones that were surprising and weird were

He can read all the books.

But now, with the care of his mother, the trust and support of his brothers, and the praise and respect of every family in Anyang. The lonely candlelight in this dim thatched house no longer feels lonely, and only this warm touch makes him cherish it.

.

Live, I will let everyone live, I told myself again in my heart.

"Brother Lin, it's rare that we have a drink, I'll fill it up for you." Li Ba made a carefree sound of thunder drums and handed over a glass of wine in his hand.

Yang Lin took it and said, "Brothers, do it!" His eyes changed from the gentleness before to firmness. Maybe he had already made a decision in his heart, but what exactly it is, now it will only sprout in the future.

After drinking a few drinks with the three brothers, Yang Lin squatted on the ground alone, took a dim oil lamp, held the stone stool close to the oil lamp with both hands, his eyes narrowed into a slit, and his eyebrows tightened and relaxed.

The surface of the bottom of the stone bench is rough and pitted. If you look closely, you can see a spot the color of mung bean skin on it. It was precisely because of this green spot that caught Yang Lin's attention that this stone is very special.

"Li Ba, go and bring me a mason." He was still observing the oil lamp without turning his eyes, with a serious expression on his face, and ordered Li Ba, who was still drinking behind him.

The latter drank a glass of wine suddenly, picked up a piece of meat, put it in his mouth and ran to find the stonemason.

Wang Shan and Zhao Meng put down their wine chopsticks and squatted next to the stone bench again. Wang Shan glanced at Yang Lin and then said, "Brother, what's so different about this stone bench? I see you attach so much importance to it."

Yang Lin then put down the stone bench, clapped his hands and smiled, saying: "You will know when the masons come, just wait." The gaze through the oil lamp was somewhat profound and meaningful.

Not long after, Li Ba brought the middle-aged stonemason back to the hut, "Brother, I've found you."

Yang Lin nodded, responding to Li Ba, then looked at the stonemason and said calmly, "Master, I hope you can help carve this stone bench according to the route I told you." After a pause, he took out a stone from his arms.

Strung the copper coins together, "Take this money first, and look at it later. Don't damage the inside of the stone bench."

The mason took the copper coin, weighed it, then put it into his arms with a smile, nodded with satisfaction and said, "Little boy, how can I carve your mouth? Just relax, I don't work as a mason for a day or two. I know what to do."

How to start."

Yang Lin asked Li Ba and the others to get out of their way, and asked them to bring a few more oil lamps. Then he traced his fingers on the stone bench and told the mason to carve two fingers thick along the route he traced.

The mason did as he was told. Yang Lin held up the stone bench with a layer of stone chips carved off and looked at the lamp carefully. His eyebrows tightened, and then he nodded slightly. Then he made some gestures on the stone bench and told the mason about the stone carvings.

Route and thickness.

Every time the stonemason carves a knife, Yang Lin's heart starts to wander, and his eyes are fixed on the path of the carving knife. Sometimes when the stonemason exerts a little force, he dare not express his anger, fearing that he will affect the strength.

After repeating this process for more than ten times, the original stone bench has completely changed its appearance, forming a pebble shape about one foot in size, and its whole body is green with mottled patterns on it.

"Is this?" Several people rubbed their eyes, especially the mason who was stunned and speechless.

"Uncut jade?" The mason shook his head and touched the green pebbles with his hands. He was well-informed and said the name of this thing at once.

Yang Lin finally breathed a sigh of relief, and his back was already wet with sweat from the nervousness. He secretly thought that his guess was indeed correct. As a librarian in his previous life, his favorite thing was to deal with books, and he dabbled in almost all kinds of books.

Today, because Li Ba kicked over the stone bench, he could see the abnormality of this object. He had read some books on stone gambling in the past, and now he just verified what the book said.

Under the dim light, the green jade lay quietly. The so-called jade can only be said to be a stone that may contain jade. Whether there is jade in the jade can only be known by cutting it.

The most famous gambling stone in history is the "He's Jade". At that time, Bian He found a piece of rough jade and presented it to the two kings of Chu. The king thought he had been deceived and chopped off his left and right legs.

Bian He couldn't walk without legs, so he cried for three days and three nights on the Chu Mountain holding the jade. Later, King Wen of Chu found out about it. He sent someone to bring the jade and asked a jade worker to cut it open. As a result, he got a gem-quality piece.

jade.

This jade was named "He's Bi" and was later owned by King Zhao Hui. King Qin Zhao promised to exchange fifteen cities for this jade, which shows its high value.

Yang Lin thought a lot, and he was inevitably a little excited, but also a little uneasy or expectant. There is an old saying, "It's hard for an immortal to break an inch of jade." He had no idea whether there was any jade in this green jade.

Seeing Li Ba and the others looking at him with strange and nervous expressions, Yang Lin pretended to be calm and said, "It's the uncut jade."

Seeing a few more people wanting to speak, he immediately interrupted, and then took out a bunch of copper coins from his pocket again, "Thank you for your hard work, please keep this money." He handed over the money, touched his chin, and his tone suddenly changed.

, much more serious than before, "I hope you can keep this matter secret."

The mason weighed the string of money again, then turned to look at the jade on the ground. He saw Yang Lin and the others staring at him with shining eyes. After thinking for a while, he said, "Okay, I will never tell you about this."

anyone."

After receiving this answer, Yang Lin showed a smile on his face, his eyes were much kinder than before, and then he sent the mason away with his hands.

"Brother, is this a piece of jade?" Wang Shan asked excitedly. The dim light shone on his face, his pride evident. It's no wonder that ordinary people who only know how to farm on weekdays care about jade? To them

Generally speaking, jade is not as reliable as food.

Only high-ranking officials and well-educated Confucian scholars can appreciate and wear jade. Elegance is not something ordinary people can enjoy. Being able to eat well, survive, and sleep soundly is what ordinary people pursue.

It is a pity that King Zhao of Qin used fifteen cities in exchange for the Heshi Bi. It is also a pity that people in the Qin Dynasty are now worth less than dogs.

Yang Lin nodded, still touching the raw jade, his eyes flashed with a strange light, "This is the raw jade!"

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