Chapter 44 Buying a Chainsaw-The Northern School Tomb Raider’s Notes

“Gee, this is a real treat, look here, it’s translucent and bright,” said Bean Sprout as he looked at the raw blood agate on the table and tsked with his flashlight.

The flashlight approached and a faint red light came through, and after looking at it for a long time it felt like people would fall in.

“Where do we cut?” I asked the head of the handle with a deep breath.

Put the head pondered: “I do not know this side of Yinchuan have not played gambling stone? The northern side is quite a lot, I used to play with my friends once or twice with the jadeite raw stone, the main Zhuangzi is not the right match, or we find our own tools to cut?”

Jadeite was very popular at that time, because there was a popular word in the north called “gold and jade.”

Gold and jade this thing do not know how many people ate a loss, when the marriage to marry a daughter-in-law, the girl family dowry do not gold jewelry, gold and jade, spend a lot of money to buy gold and jade, the results to the present point does not appreciate, but also drop the price of the fall of a lot, this is if you bought the gold at the beginning, it would have doubled the profit.

Agate scale grade iron is not compared to jade, good carvers are also in Guangdong Jieyang area, but then Yinchuan does have two business jadeite stone decanting business, one of the address in the vicinity of Baohu Road, another in the alley behind the experimental elementary school.

Cut this stone to sell it of course, did so because we didn’t want to be noticed, and I figured it was stolen by that Azza kid, stolen from the Kim Brothers.

Yinchuan these two gambling stone store I secretly went to observe, the store owner looks like a good person, Azar said the Jin brothers monopolized 70 percent of the agate pit in Alaska, the road on the ear of many, it is possible that we have all the stones in his store, turn around he sold us.

I talked to the head of the handle and said we can’t go to these two stores, it’s not safe, so where do we go to cut our stone?

I turned around for two days and actually found a place.

Xinyi Market in Xingqing District, Yinchuan.

At that time, Xinyi market is a roll-up door store, go to the innermost corner of an inconspicuous storefront, shopkeeper is a woman in her early forties, her store entrance has a second-hand chainsaw, this chainsaw is his husband two years ago from the field to retrieve, because there is nothing to use, has been thrown in front of the store with a raincoat cover.

I went to buy fruit a few times in disguise and got acquainted with this woman, and by visiting the market and investigating, I got to know some basic information about her.

Xia Huiwen is now widowed, her husband died in a car accident last year, leaving her with a son and a daughter, her son’s name is Xia Zhixue, and her daughter’s name is Xia Miki, both of whom were one or two years older than me at the time.

We looked into buying this chainsaw and cutting it ourselves.

I went back to the Faith Market the other day to buy fruit for this chainsaw.

“Sister Xia, do you have any bananas?”

“Boy it’s you, bananas there, ah, a dollar and two a pound,” said Sister Xia as she walked out with her hair combed.

“Give me five pounds, then.”

“Zhixue, don’t watch TV, I’m combing my hair, come and give the guests five pounds of bananas, hurry up.”

“Okay, okay, got it mom,” said a flatulent boy who reluctantly ran out not long after.

The flat-headed kid grabbed a handful of bananas and threw them on the scale, didn’t even look at them and said, “Five pounds, six dollars.”

I laughed and said you this this is not enough for five pounds ah, you look at the scale in said.

The flat-headed kid glared at me and said angrily, “You buy it or not!”

“How do you talk to people Zhixue!” Xia came over and hit the flat-headed kid.

“That’s a lot of ass.” The kid cursed and turned to run.

Sister Xia’s face changed, she looked at me forced smile: “Sorry, the child does not listen, young man this is not enough five pounds, I give you add some in,” said the words she broke three bananas plus the scale on.

I was drunk on bananas, and immediately walked over to the chainsaw and opened my mouth, saying, “What’s this, Sister Xia?”

“I think it’s a chainsaw, my husband used to retrieve it, what’s up lad.”

I pointed to the chainsaw and said is this for sale?

“Sell?” Her expression froze and she shook her head, “It’s not for sale, a rag collector asked about it in the past, so I’m putting it here to keep it as a reminder.”

“How much did the rag collector pay you?”

“Good ….. It’s like 150.”

“How about I give you 300?”

“It’s not about the money.”