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Books by 瑞丽小z
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Stone Gambling: From Poor Kid to King of Stone Gambling 赌石：从穷小子到赌石之王
His landlord publicly demands the rent, his boss withholds his wages, and Lu Chen hits rock bottom. His grandfather’s stone-appraisal notes, sealed away for years, resurface. At the Ruili night market, everyone sneers at the black Wusha jadeite in the scrap bin. Lu Chen spends every last cent he has, seventy yuan, to buy it. One cut sends its value soaring a hundredfold. He makes a name for himself in the night market, but someone is already watching him from the shadows. The lost art of stone a
3.9kReads—Score356Shelves
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Gambling on Jade: A Dream of Riches 赌石：暴富美梦
The title says it’s about stone gambling, but the real gamble is the pipe dream of striking it rich with a single cut. The story is about one person squatting for forty years, teaching someone else how to squat. Seven times he falls, seven times he gets back up. Only when you reach the last page do you understand: striking it rich is what it looks like to other people; the dream is what you carve out for yourself while you squat. The title is for outsiders. The people inside don’t read the title
1.1kReads—Score107Shelves
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Stone Gambling: The Legend of the Horse Caravan 赌石：马帮传奇
When Old Guotou suddenly died, eighteen-year-old Lu Zhao inherited three things: a string of old copper bells, a family heirloom book on assessing rough stones, and a staggering debt of 1.876 million yuan. The caravan fell apart, the workers scattered, and creditors came knocking one after another. There was even a fake piece of jade in the warehouse that someone had tampered with. Everyone was certain the orphan wouldn't last three months. His father's final words, “We were sold out in the Sava
292Reads—Score—Shelves
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I Slept for Ten Thousand Years, and Woke to Find the World Wasn't Mine 睡了一万年，醒来发现天不是我的
Invincible from the start, no leveling up. In this realm, there are no heavenly laws, no divine decrees, and no so-called Heavenly Dao. There is only the writing penned by one man countless eons ago. His name is Jiang Shiyi. Countless eons ago, he wrote the first character, and so the heavens, the earth, and the Myriad Worlds came into being. Countless eons later, he awoke. The Heavenly Dao was incomplete, false gods had stolen its power, and his name had been erased and forbidden. No one knew t
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