"I said the old man, this thing may be jade? It is obviously an ordinary stone, five dollars, even if it is not sold. " Zhang Jun squatted in front of the stall outside the railway station, holding a stone bead the size of a walnut, bargaining with the old man who was practicing stalls.

Although the surface of this stone bead is rough, it is black and white, and it looks like an eyeball at first glance. It is precisely because of this that Zhang wants to buy it to play.

The old man in the practice pavilion looked at the stone bead and said, isn't this the broken stone I picked up on the barren hill the day before yesterday? I cann't believe someone bought it His heart was full of joy, but he pretended to be unhappy and said, "Oh, you young man, you bargain too hard, that's all." Five dollars is five dollars. This is our first business, so it's better to be cheaper. "

At the sight of the old man promised so easily, Zhang Jun had a little regret. The more he looked at it, the more he felt that the stone ball in his hand was just a broken stone, perhaps an ordinary pebble, which was not worth a dime.

"Oh, forget it, it's only five dollars, not even a stone." Zhang Jun thought so in his heart, gave the money cheerfully, and left with Shi Zhu.