Jiang Fan casually took out something from his arms, and it turned out to be exactly the same thing as on the drawing.
"Then we can't judge this. If this thing is just made randomly and has no effect, how can it count?"
Although he knew that this thing should indeed have its uses, Mr. Cao still had the mentality of giving it a try just in case he got it right.
Academician Zeng on the stage said loudly: "This thing is called a pocket watch, and it is used for timekeeping. I have just verified it with several notaries, and it is true."
When he said this, Mr. Cao had no choice but to accept it.
"Then please invite Mr. Jiang to come and take a look at ours. He has extraordinary experience, so he will surely be able to recognize us."
He unfolded the drawings confidently, but Bai Xiaocui was immediately stunned and glanced at Jiang Fan.
Without him, a square as big as a fist was drawn on the drawing, with six sides and nine small grids on each side...
Bai Xiaocui was dumbfounded. It wouldn't be surprising if no one in the world knew about this thing, because it was originally made by Jiang Fan. He was playing with it in his own hands a few days ago, but then it was suddenly borrowed by Jiang Fan. He didn't want to see it today.
Come out here.
Seeing Jiang Fan deliberately thinking hard, Bai Xiaocui couldn't help but shake her head.
When Nangong Xin saw this situation, his eyes suddenly lit up, and Jiang Fan was really stumped.
"Oops, Mr. Jiang insists on asking Dabi to see. Everything in this world is full of strange things, but what's not there? Now we might have to enter the final game, a life and death fight. It's extremely unfavorable to Mr. Jiang."
Many people held this idea and talked about it. They felt sorry for Jiang Fan that the good chance of winning was ruined by blind self-confidence.
"How?" Mr. Cao said with a slight smile: "Can Mr. Jiang recognize this thing?"
"Ah..." Jiang Fan frowned: "...I don't know..."
"Haha, Jiang Fan, this is the consequence of your arrogance, this round..."
"Don't interrupt, I haven't finished speaking yet." Jiang Fan interrupted Nangong Xin directly: "It's impossible not to know him."
Nangong Xin was stunned immediately, and an ominous premonition suddenly arose in his heart.
Mr. Cao was also stunned: "This is impossible. This is the only thing in the world that I have acquired. It is impossible for you to have seen it, let alone know it!"
Jiang Fan stretched out his hand and said, "Please take it out and I'll teach you how to play."
Mr. Cao was stunned: "How to play?"
"Yeah, this thing is just a toy
If you don’t use it to play with it, what are you going to do with it?”
When he said one sentence, Mr. Cao's expression suddenly changed: "This... this is absolutely impossible!"
He immediately took out the object from his pocket and said, "I don't believe you know what this thing is for!"
Jiang Fan raised the thing high and said, "Everyone, this thing is called a Rubik's Cube. It is a children's toy. There are nine small grids on each side. The patterns on the small grids on each side are the same, but the six sides are different.
, the gameplay... is very simple."
He twisted it a few times and then said: "Just mess it up, and then find a way to restore it."
After saying that, he twisted it a few more times, and saw that the originally scattered patterns were indeed consistent again.
Mr. Cao was stunned immediately. When the man handed it over to him, he swore that there was only one such thing in the world and absolutely no one knew it. Indeed, Mr. Cao consulted countless people with extraordinary knowledge, but no one had seen this thing. But Jiang Jiang
Fan was able to identify it so easily, which immediately made him feel confused.
He didn't care about Nangong Xin's life or death, but this incident seemed very strange, and for a moment he felt vaguely that something was wrong.
"May I ask, Master Zeng, if what I say below is true?"
Master Zeng was also very surprised: "Young master Jiang is a genius in the world. Not only has he reached the pinnacle of arithmetic, but his knowledge is also so extraordinary. Yes, what the master said is true to every word."
"Wow--" The crowd suddenly went into chaos. He had won. After three games, Jiang Fan had already secured the victory in advance. There was no need to gamble in the third game.
Although many people hoped that Mr. Jiang would win, when they bought, they all bought for him to lose. Now 99% of the people wanted to cry without tears.
"One... one pays ten, young master, we seem to have made a fortune..." Wei Xiaohong clapped her fingers and her eyes looked like copper coins.
Nangong Xin fell to the ground, his face expressionless.
I never expected that if I lost, I would lose completely before the third round, and the bet was my own life!
"Young Master Nangong... At this point, success or failure is a foregone conclusion. If the Young Master has no objections, I will announce..."
"Wait a minute!"
Grand Scholar Zeng was stunned. It was Jiang Fan who stopped him. He smiled and cupped his hands: "Grand Scholar, please pause for a moment. I still have something to ask Mr. Nangong."
The victory or defeat has been decided, Jiang Fan is trying to ridicule his opponent. What is the young man?
Young man, no matter how young, after all, Jiang Fan has become famous after this incident, he is naturally proud of himself, and was brought to this point by Nangong Xin for no reason. Now that he wins, there is nothing wrong with mocking his opponent.
"Master Jiang, please excuse me."
Jiang Fan slowly took a few steps closer and looked at Nangong Xin, who was distracted: "Mr. Nangong, why bother? It's human nature to admire beautiful women. You just have to try your best to get them. How can you get to the top by attacking others? Such a narrow-minded behavior
, even Miss Meng looks down on you, isn't it very unwise?"
Nangong Xin was trembling all over, but was speechless. He was defeated, and his defeat was undisputed. He thought about escaping, but he knew it was impossible. Was he going to die like this? No, no, he was only twenty-five years old.
Just like being born in the scorching sun and in full bloom, how can you die?
Can't die, can't die!
At this moment, Nangong Xin didn't care about his family status or reputation. He stood up and rushed forward and knelt down in front of Jiang Fan: "Master Jiang, I was wrong. You have a lot of money. Spare my life. I don't want to die."
…”
Everyone was in an uproar. The heir to a first-class wealthy family in the Eastern Jin Dynasty, a famous noble son, was so miserable. He shed tears and knelt down in order to survive. It was really disgusting.
Jiang Fan suddenly said inexplicably: "Master Nangong, there is no need to be like this, you are not necessarily dead yet."
Nangong Xin was stunned, thinking that he heard wrongly.
But he saw Jiang Fan scratching his head: "Um, don't we still have the third round to finish?"
Everyone in the audience thought Jiang Fan was joking and couldn't help but shake their heads. After winning two out of three battles, there was really no need to hit the opponent again. Didn't they realize that Nangong Xin was already incontinent?
"This Mr. Jiang is good at everything, but his character is a bit... he will retaliate for his anger."
"No wonder Mr. Jiang, Nangong Xin's aggressiveness has caused such a situation. Who can blame him?"
Of course Nangong Xin didn't believe it even more, and kowtowed repeatedly: "Master Jiang, please spare your life. I just wanted to scare you, and I didn't intend to actually kill anyone. By the way... It was all Liu Changqing, who bewitched me. He wanted to make a name for himself. Also,...
Yes, that old man Cao, he is also the culprit, they coerced me..."
Chapter completed!