Yang Baifeng stared at the rough stone in his hand in trance, slowly narrowed his eyes, and got closer and closer.
He didn't have Meng Yan's magic eyes, so he immediately reached into his pocket and took out a mini flashlight he carried with him, turned on the light and stuck it on the sand skin.
Although this pebble-sized rough stone was so small that the flashlight could not even be completely attached to its sandy surface, under the strong light, Yang Baifeng still discovered some clues.
A ribbon as bright as hair circled around the waist of the pebbles and finally stopped at the lower right corner.
"This is... Yijiang Stone!" Yang Baifeng exclaimed.
Meng Yan nodded: "Mr. Yang is right, it is Yijiang Stone."
"How could Xiaoyou Meng recognize this kind of thing? This kind of rough stone became extinct decades ago, but it was even earlier than the rough stone produced in Pachang!" Yang Baifeng asked.
Naturally, it was impossible for Meng Yan to tell the truth. Not only this kind of stone, but what kind of rough stone had his grandfather not seen? As early as when Meng Yan was a child, he was already familiar with the characteristics of the rough stones produced at all the famous rough quarries in the world.
.
And this Ijiang stone can definitely be ranked among the top ten in these famous places.
Meng Yan smiled: "I was lucky enough to see him in an auction venue in Xia Kingdom before."
What Meng Yan said cannot be considered a lie. Are there any rough stones in the Jade Treasure Hall? I must have seen it, but I just didn't pay attention at the time.
That's for sure.
"I see, Mr. Meng is really well-informed." Yang Baifeng suddenly realized, and then turned his eyes to Lao Wu aside, and asked with a hint of surprise.
"Captain Wu, where did you collect that box of rough stones?"
Old Wu winked at the people around him: "You should have seen that iron box, go get it."
A subordinate walked out of the corridor and soon returned to the room holding a dusty iron box in his hand.
"Meng Yan, is this what you were talking about just now?" Old Wu handed the iron box to Meng Yan. It was filled with pebble-sized rough stones, which rustled as Old Wu's arm shook gently.
The ground sounds.
"That's it." Meng Yan nodded.
Then Lao Wu handed the iron box in his hand to Yang Baifeng, looked at it, put it on the table aside, and said.
"This box was found in the rough stones we collected before Mr. Yang came."
"At that time, our Xia Kingdom also sent several jade masters to do the task of investigating rough stones. However, as more and more rough stone dealers discovered that there were problems, they were assigned to other places to do tasks. They also looked at these rough stones.
However, it was said that the local businessmen must have made a mistake, and it was just some small pebbles that can be seen everywhere along the river."
"Furthermore, due to the large number of rough stones, some management mistakes inevitably occurred. After returning the rough stones brought with the iron box, this thing was actually forgotten here."
"But the strange thing is that the original owner of this iron box did not come back to ask for it, so we thought it was just some pebbles to kill time, and threw it into the corner of the room, and then it was forgotten."
"This is not a cobblestone!" Yang Baifeng immediately retorted.
"This is the Ijiang stone that has been extinct on the market for decades! There is jade in it!"
Old Wu opened his mouth slightly, obviously a little surprised.
But after all, he didn't understand the original stone, so he turned his attention to Meng Yan who was standing aside.
"Meng Yan, what is this Yijiang stone that Mr. Yang is talking about?" Old Wu asked.
Meng Yan casually picked up a rough stone in an iron box and played with it in his hands. Then he looked at the damp ground in the room, frowned slightly, and explained.
"Captain Wu, before answering this question, I would like to ask you some questions first, okay?"
Old Wu nodded: "Meng Yan, just ask."
"Well, when did the river above this bunker change its course and flow directly over the head?"
Old Wu thought for a while and said: "Actually, the diversion happened two years ago, but at that time it was just a very shallow stream, flowing through here like a drainage channel."
"Furthermore, the bunker had not been reopened to store rough stones at that time, so the patrol colleagues only thought it was a natural change in the Ijiang River channel, and wrote a report but did not trigger any action."
"However, just half a year ago, when we discovered that border smugglers were using rough stones to smuggle flour, after activating the bunker, the river course upstream suddenly changed for some reason, and the small canal flowing next to it suddenly turned into a small river.
Tributaries, until now.”
"Then roughly when was this tin box searched?" Meng Yan asked Old Wu, pointing to the rough stone on the table.
"Also half a year ago, I remember that it was among the first batch of rough stones shipped in after the fortress was restarted," Lao Wu said.
"Then the time will be right." Meng Yan took a deep breath and sighed.
"This Li Mianhuang is really crazy."
"I'm afraid that no less than 10,000 Burmese women have died as a result."
"What do you mean? Meng Yan." Upon hearing this, the hearts of everyone present suddenly tightened, while Yang Baifeng on the side obviously understood something immediately, opened his eyes wide, and was thinking about something.
Although Lao Wu and his subordinates did not know what Meng Yan was talking about, "no less than ten thousand women in Myanmar died for this" suddenly stimulated their professional nerves.
"Captain Wu, let me explain it to you." Meng Yan said, then looked at Yang Baifeng, who was stunned on the spot, and asked.
"Mr. Yang, you have probably guessed something. Do you want to listen along?"
"Listen!" Yang Baifeng came back to his senses and responded loudly.
"I'll also listen to your inference, Xiaoyou Meng."
"If it is really as I imagined, then this Li Mianhuang is the enemy of our entire country of Myanmar!"
Several people sat down at a table nearby. Meng Yan raised the rough stone in his hand in front of everyone and said.
"In Myanmar, basically all jadeite veins are buried in the mountains or underground. In order to mine these rough stones, the mountains or underground are blasted. The place where the mining is carried out is called the entrance of the rough stone field."
"These places are just like other iron ore and aluminum mines. They all do hard work. The only difference is that the mines they mine are jade mines, but in essence they are all manual work, and the employees are all young and strong.
of the male workforce.”
"But there is another place in Myanmar that is different from these laborious jobs. All the employees employed here are weak women."