Chapter 117: To Burma

Yang Ling sighed and sat down, shaking his head, "Mr. Wei, do you remember where you got that piece of jade in the first place?"

Wei Zilong thought for a while and said, "I don't know, maybe my father got it, why don't I ask for you?"

Yang Ling stood up, "Okay~! He picked up the sapphire and stuffed it into Wei Zilong's hand again, "If the news can be confirmed, this gem will belong to you, so let's do it, you can also contact the peers you know, as long as you can find that kind of jade, how much I want, the conditions remain the same, if you can provide five pieces, I will give you a gem of the same quality, of course, you can say to others that ten pieces and eight pieces are no problem, anyway, I only ask you for exchange, how about it?"

"Okay, good!" Wei Zilong was a little trembling with excitement, a piece of jade of that quality was no more than 200,000 yuan, even if it was ten yuan, it was not worth a few dollars to him, but the gem in Yang Ling's hand was definitely not something that could be bought with money alone.

"Then I won't bother Mr. Wei's sister! Yang Ling picked up a business card of Tianyu Jewelry from the coffee table, wrote his phone number behind his back, and then patted his butt and walked away in a dashing manner, leaving only Wei Zilong who was staring at the sapphire in his hand in a daze.

Yang Ling knows that in order to find special ores such as Yuanneng ore in real life, it is absolutely impossible to rely on himself alone, in addition to luck, there is also a problem of chance, the so-called digging deep holes, accumulating grain, fishing and casting nets, and if there are more opportunities, you may encounter them, Wei Zilong knows all people of gold and jade jewelry, one by one, as long as he pays enough price, the opportunity is still great after all.

The next day, Yang Ling and Jin Liufu got on a plane to Kunming, arrived in Kunming at noon, and then got acquainted with seven or eight jade merchants, both old and young, and boarded a direct flight to Wacheng, Myanmar, and on this plane, almost all of them were jade merchants with various accents.

Wacheng, is the second largest city in Myanmar, the local people call Mandalay, Wacheng is the name of the continuation of Chinese ancient times, because the relationship between Myanmar and China is known all over the world, in fact, it is similar to the land controlled by China, until the fall of the Qing Dynasty in history, it has always been a vassal country of China, and jade is also the pillar industry of Myanmar, a large number of jade has been mined and shipped to China in a steady stream, and the Chinese's preference for jade has also continued to push up the price of jadeite, not only businessmen, but also the Myanmar government has made a lot of money in it。

Yunnan Province at the junction of China, Vietnam and Thailand and Myanmar has become the distribution center of jadeite trading, in recent decades has formed five major jade trading markets in Wan Town, Ruili, Longchuan, Yingjiang and Tengchong, and the main production area of jadeite in the Wulong River Basin, Menggong and Myitkyina are only more than 100 kilometers away from the Yunnan border.

As soon as he got off the plane, Yang Ling did not feel the slightest taste of going abroad, and the various signboards at the airport were filled with Chinese characters in addition to Burmese (belonging to the Tibetan language family), which was similar to going to Xinjiang and Tibet, and even the taxi drivers could speak fluent Chinese, and the local staff could almost communicate in simple Mandarin.

Yang Ling because it was the first time to come, so he still felt a little novel, and a group of jade merchants who came together, there was almost no reaction, one of the middle-aged fat people called a local friend, and after a while, a Toyota business car stopped in front of them, in addition to the driver, down a spirited, red-faced Chinese, everyone exchanged a few words, introduced each other, and then left the airport directly by car.

The houses in Wacheng are relatively short, few high-rise buildings are seen, Buddhism is prevalent here, temples can be seen everywhere, the total population is not more than a million, just like a medium-sized city in Chinese mainland, but the climate is hot, trees are everywhere, the air quality is not comparable to Chinese cities, cars bump all the way, along the way are jade shops, a large number of jade rough stones are piled up on the side of the road, and the cars running on the road, mainly motorcycles and tricycles, pulling goods and pulling people.

Ten minutes later, the car stopped at the door of a relatively luxurious hotel, a group of people familiar with the way into the hotel to rest, Yang Ling couldn't wait to pull Jin Liufu to visit the jade market, the fat man couldn't do it, so he had to wipe his sweaty head and explain to a few friends to go out with him.

There is a street near the hotel, specializing in selling jade and jade, there are many shops, almost one next to another, the stones sold are similar, large and small rough stones, there is no skin, the big one is as big as a car, the size of a small fist, the color is also black, yellow, green, white and red, two people walked along the street, Yang Ling was almost next to a jade shop to look at the past, he had no research on jade, especially the rough stone with skin, basically blind, as for whether to touch the special ore, but also can only rely on the prompts of the miner system, walked for less than half an hour, Jin Liufu was already sweating profusely, panting and pulling Yang Ling's arm to beg for mercy, Yang Ling had no choice but to let him go back to the hotel first, and continue to wander around by himself.

However, to his great disappointment, after nearly two hours of shopping, the entire street was finished by him, and the system did not respond at all, so he had to stand on the side of the road and raise his hand to hail a three-wheeled motorcycle that looked tattered, fortunately, the driver knew simple Chinese, the two exchanged a few words, and the driver drove the motorcycle "suddenly" out of the city.

This road is even worse, it is almost the same as the machine farming road in Yang Ling's hometown, the motorcycle shook all the way Ding Ling roared, and twenty minutes later, a big jade market appeared in front of him.

This place is called Jiaowan, is the largest jade jewelry trading market in Wacheng, with an area of tens of thousands of square meters, gathered nearly a thousand jade shops, because the local government-led jade fair will only start tomorrow, so a huge open space has been vacated outside the market, banners and colorful flags are fluttering everywhere, warmly welcome jade merchants from all over the world, but looking at the huge Chinese characters on it, he knows that it is mainly aimed at merchants from China.

As soon as he entered the market, he was almost struck by the noise of people and the smell of the heat, Nima, it was so rushing! There was a feeling of suffocation, and he stood at the entrance for several minutes before he got used to it.

This market is relatively old, but densely packed with all shops, the style of open-air stalls, simple counters, long wooden chairs, except for a small number of locals, most of them are Chinese with various accents, and there are also some white-skinned and yellow-haired Europeans and Americans in between, but it looks more like a tourist.