I Transmigrated as the Antagonists' Mother!

Vivian looked at it and saw that the mutton fat jade was soft and delicate, had a good oil luster, and felt very warm and moist overall. It was a good material that had not been processed, but it should be worth more than a hundred thousand yuan.

Fred smiled and touched Leon’s head, then invited Vivian to enter the event venue.

The event this time was actually located in a few small alleys. Most of the houses inside were ground stalls. Occasionally, there were scattered two-story buildings.

Most of the sellers would lay a piece of cloth along the wall of the alley and place their goods on it. Some of them had their own shops and placed two stools at the door of their shops, then placed a piece of wood on top of it to place their goods.

Cultural relics, jade accessories, all of them were messily placed together.

Vivian knew that the display was not as high-end as jewelry and antique stores, but the value of these goods was no less than those in the shopping malls.

The place for stone gambling was in the deepest part of the alley. There were no shops here, only street stalls. All the sellers would pile the raw stones on the ground, regardless of their value.

There were about five or six machines for Cutting Jade. They were all placed in one place in a row.

The group of people formed a circle, and their voices were very lively and eye-catching.

Fred seemed to be very familiar with the place, and he led Vivian to a corner.

Fred greeted a big, bald man in his early thirties. “Winston, you’re quite early today.”

Winston sat on a small bench with a back. There was a small round wooden table beside him, on which there was a teapot, a plate of desserts, and even cut fruits that had been placed on a plate. He sat there, drinking tea leisurely, looking out of place in this environment.

Vivian noticed that there was a small paper box beside him, which contained fruit peels.

After Winston saw Fred, he raised his hand and greeted him. He said in a very gentle voice, “It rained last night, so I can’t go fishing, so I went to bed early.”

Fred shook his head and said helplessly, “You’re really living your old life ahead of schedule. Let me introduce you, this is my Junior Sister, Vivian.”

Winston sized up the few strangers that Fred had brought over and casually greeted them. “Hello, Miss Vivien.”

Then, Fred turned to look at Vivian and introduced with a smile, “This is Winston. He always has good stuff on hand, but he doesn’t have a fixed shop. He only appears at various event venues and is always elusive.”

Vivian could tell that the two of them should be very familiar with each other. After hearing the introduction, she nodded at Winston and said with a smile, “Hello, Mr. Winston.”

After getting to know each other, Vivian pulled Leon and followed Fred to sit in front of the stall. They sat on the small chairs prepared for the customers and began to choose raw stones.

There were a few flashlights in the pile of rocks that were used to look at Jade. Experienced people would bring their own.

Vivian took out her flashlight from her bag, turned on the light, and began to shine it diagonally against the surface of the stone.

Leon also picked up a flashlight, not fully understanding. He mimicked Vivian, recalling the identification methods he had just learned, and judged in his heart.

Vivian picked up a piece of rough stone. The temperature was not high, but Vivian still shone it with the flashlight.

She found that all the light was reflected, so she put down the raw stone and picked up another one.

The next few pieces couldn’t be shone on, but one of them had a high temperature.

As Vivian was observing, she heard Fred ask, “Didn’t you go to the Moxi Desert Entrance to get the goods? Why does it feel like there’s still Muna’s stuff in there?”

As Winston sipped his tea, he replied, “I can’t help it. The market is not good now. Muna’s prices are high, and the merchants like it more. After all, I also need to earn money to eat. Of course, I have to accommodate the customer’s preferences.”

Moxi Desert and Muna were both traditional and old raw stone factories in Southeast Asia. Compared to the new factories, the old ones had stable quality and a higher yield rate.

Muna Desert had a high cargo capacity and a high chance of producing large finished products. It also produced a variety of uniform colors of full pigments, most of which were uniform.

However, there were also some problems with the goods from Muna. For example, it was easy to have cotton in the jade.