"Two thousand each, that's what we two bought together?" Man Jun hesitated and said, "You ask me to look at these two trees again..."

To be honest, Man Jun is really not interested in these two yellow flower trees, which are only twenty or thirty years old. Not to mention 3,000 yuan, he was a little reluctant even 300 yuan. After squatting on the ground and looking at it for a while, Man Jun did not see any extraordinary performance in these two trees.

The heartwood in the Huanghuali tree is like the jadeite stones in Burmese. Before the tree is cut open, no one knows whether there is a heartwood that can be used inside. The only basis for making a judgment is the age of the tree itself.

Generally speaking, the slats appear in the huanghuali tree only when it is over fifteen years old. The slats that just appear are very thin and cannot be made of furniture or crafts. Only as the tree ages, the slats in the hearts of the tree gradually become thicker and become ingredient.

The old saying goes, a century-long vegetation refers to precious tree species such as Huanghuali. Only after a long period of time can the preciousness of these trees be highlighted.

Therefore, in the eyes of those who know the knowledgeable people, Huanghuali trees are a bit like a waste of food and are a pity to abandon, because there will be heartwood inside, but the utilization rate of this kind of heartwood is extremely low. If you are lucky, you can make some beads. If you are not lucky, you will often lose all your money.

Like the chopstick grid that Lao Gu had just opened, there was no value for utilization at all. The split tree trunk would probably turn into Bupleurum in Aming's kitchen. Although Zhao Hongtao won one tree by betting, the other one lost, which shows that the risk of this betting tree is still very high.

Merchants pursue profits, but they will also avoid risks. Three thousand yuan is nothing to Manjun, but even though they know it is a pit, Manjun is a little reluctant to jump down.

"Brother Man, isn't it just three thousand yuan? Just think it's just a fun..." Fang Yi was a little impatient when he saw Man Jun still stuttering. It's true that my buddy is not willing to make money with you?

Even though he knew that one of the two yellow rosewood trees contained good heartwood, Fang Yi said that he could not let go of anything. Seeing Man Jun still hesitating, Fang Yi said, "Forget it if you don't buy it, I'll buy these two trees myself..."

"Don't go, buy together, buy together..."

For some reason, Man Jun suddenly thought of the book "Yongle Encyclopedia" that everyone ignored at the auction, and hurriedly said: "Fang Yi, Brother Man believes that you will buy it together this time. I will give you the 6,000 yuan first..."

As he spoke, Man Jun took out 20,000 yuan from his bag without waiting for Fang Yi to refuse. After counting 2,000 yuan, he handed it to A Ming, saying, "I will give it to Brother Zhao together. Let's consider it cleared up..."

"Yes, two have been cleared..."

After taking the money, Amin nodded. It seemed that he had made a lot of money in this gambling tree today, but Amin was bleeding in his heart at this moment, because the tree that Zhao Hongtao won by bet alone was far more than all the profits he had sold the six trees.

"Fang Yi, I'll leave these two trees to you..."

After paying the money, Man Jun turned to Fang Yi. When he didn't buy these two trees, Man Jun was in a mood. Now that he bought them, Man Jun also had some expectations in his heart. Maybe top-notch heartwood can appear in these two trees, and there is still hope to make a profit for the 6,000 yuan.

"Brother Man, you always have to bet on a tree when you travel far away, but don't blame me for losing money..."

Fang Yi smiled and walked to the tree with the hijab. Without anyone helping, he put the tree in the middle of two chairs with one hand. He raised the knife and fell. The thirty-centimeter-thick yellow rosewood tree had been split into two pieces from it.

"How is it? Is it extraordinary?" Seeing the tree being split, everyone surrounded it.

"It's out, but this is too thin, so it's a waste..."

"Yes, the tree that has been in 20 or 30 years is so gambled, it is not worth three thousand yuan per tree..."

After seeing the cross-section of the broken mouth, everyone sighed. The inside of the yellow rosewood tree was lattice, but it was so thin that it was not even as thin as the chopstick grid. There was only a shallow pattern, so I was afraid that I could not even make chopsticks when I used it.

"Brother Man, maybe the grid below will be thicker..." Fang Yi showed an unwilling look. After letting everyone retreat, he slashed the tree trunk several times, splitting the Huanghuali tree about five meters long into four or five sections.

However, Fang Yi's idea did not come true. The grids revealed in the cross-section of each tree were just a thin line. When he saw Fang Yi still wanted to slash his knife and then chop, Man Jun said, "Fang Yi, let's forget about this tree, look at the other one..."

At this time, Man Jun smiled bitterly. He had not planned to bet on these two trees, and he was not very optimistic about the other yellow flower tree. He was already prepared to lose the bet.

"Brother Man, this tree will definitely be extraordinary..." Fang Yi shouted at Man Jun, but in the eyes of others, it seemed that there was insufficient information to cheer him up.

"I wonder what the huanghuali in this tree will look like?"

When raising the hijab in his hand, Fang Yi was also somewhat expectant. He could sense whether the heart material contained in the tree, but Fang Yi could not sense what kind of heart material could be produced. After all, there is still a difference between using spiritual sense to explore and using eyes to intuitively.

"Twenty or thirty years old, this grid should not be very thick..." Fang Yi thought in his heart, and slashed his sword. This knife was also cut from the middle of the Huanghuali tree.

"Hey, it seems out of place?"

"Yes, I saw it too, hurry up and take a look..."

After a tree was chopped into two halves, it naturally rolled down from the chair and fell to the ground. A few sharp-eyed people seemed to see a hint of color different from the trunk itself from the cross section.

"Extraordinary, extraordinary..." Fang Yili was closest to him. When he picked up half of the tree trunk to watch, the other half was also turned over. When he saw it, the man suddenly started yelling.

In the gambling tree, the meaning represented by the two words "extraordinary" is not just a heart-growing heart, but another meaning is that the gambling has risen. Only when gambling has risen can others shout out the two words "extraordinary".

"Hmm? This... what pattern is this? Why is it so beautiful?" When Fang Yi looked at the section of the half-trunk in his hand, he was immediately attracted by the pattern with a diameter of only four or five centimeters.

The grid that appears on the cross section is golden in color. Although it only reveals a little round shape the size of a wine cup, the color and pattern are as colorful and beautiful as the fur on a tiger's body, which makes people feel tightly attracted to the eyes when they look at it.

"Fang Yi, let me see what kind of heartwood is produced?" Zhao Hongtao and Man Jun did not expect that such a tree would produce useful heartwood. They were surrounded by Fang Yi's side, and Zhao Hongtao even put his head over.

"Brother Zhao, it's extraordinary, but this grid is too thin, I'm afraid nothing can be done except beads..." Fang Yi shook his head a little regretfully. Although this heart material is very beautiful, it is only four or five centimeters thick. The size of a handheld piece is too small, so he can only make the lowest-value beads.

"Hmm? This... isn't this tiger skin pattern?" When Zhao Hongtao's eyes saw the heartwood in the middle of the trunk, he couldn't help but exclaim, "Fang Yi, you guys are lucky. This is the top tiger skin pattern!"

"Yeah? The top tiger skin pattern, is there any explanation?"

After hearing Zhao Hongtao's words, Fang Yi was stunned for a moment. Although Fang Yi had come into contact with a lot of wood cultural relics during this period, they were all bargains, so he really didn't know much about Huanghuali, who became the gold among wood.

"You kid, you don't know much about Huanghuali when you come to Qiong Province to gambling trees..."

Zhao Hongtao's eyes were staring at the heart-piece, but he said: "Huanghuali is usually divided into eight types of patterns, namely fox face, grimace, landscape pattern, spider pattern, tiger skin pattern, crab claw pattern, lightning pattern and x-shaped pattern. The most precious patterns are grimace and tiger skin pattern..."

"Then...then this tree has risen?" Fang Yi asked hesitantly.

"Nonsense, of course the gambling has increased. My string of beads with yellow rosewood and tiger skin patterns is already pretty good. Compared to this material, it is much worse..."

Zhao Hongtao nodded and said with some depression: "You kid don't know anything. I didn't expect that you are lucky. If the materials in this wood are all of this kind of pattern, you kid will be rich..."

Although the material Fang Yi bet on cannot be made of other handicrafts due to its thickness, the yellow rosewood material with tiger skin pattern was originally suitable for beads. As long as the yellow rosewood material in the trunk was consistent, Fang Yi only ground a string of thirty-six handhelds, the price would be difficult to estimate.

Although the price of yellow rosewood is not very high these days, it depends on the quality. Just like the seed material of Hetian jade is only a few dozen yuan per gram, the top Hetian jade produced by the master can still be sold for tens of thousands or even hundreds of thousands.
Chapter completed!