In order to undermine Tang Fan's self-confidence, Jin Ye deliberately asked people to cut it from the side with the window. The result was consistent with everyone's judgment. Except for the small piece of ice jade, there was more than half a piece of waste inside.
"It's over!" Mo Yan's heart felt cold, and she was so angry that she didn't want to pay attention to Tang Fan.
"Keep cutting..." Tang Fan was still calm and composed.
Just when everyone thought that the rest was all waste, a green light suddenly appeared at the incision, and everyone couldn't help but hold their breath...
When all the stone skin was cut open, the whole room was filled with that green light!
"Emperor Green!"
Mr. Jin slapped his thigh and shouted: "It's a loss, it's a loss, it's my old man's death!"
This imperial green is the greenest and most valuable variety among jadeite!
Tang Fan coughed dryly, looked at Lord Jin and said with a smile: "Master Jin, I don't want to take advantage of you, or the bet will be void!"
"Fart! I, Old Jin, keep my word!" Mr. Jin was so angry that his face turned red and his white beard stood up.
"Thank you, Mr. Jin!" Tang Fan smiled from ear to ear.
"Boy, how about selling me this piece of imperial green?"
"Sister Mo, isn't this imperial green valuable?" Tang Fan asked pretentiously.
"Of course!" Mo Yan smiled slightly: "As the saying goes, gold is valuable and jade is priceless. The more water in jade, the silver will increase by ten taels; the higher the color, the price will increase ten times. A small piece of imperial green pendant
It’s worth tens of millions!”
Mr. Jin said shamelessly: "Just think that the old man owes you a favor!"
Tang Fan said calmly: "Master Jin, look at what you said, since you like it, I will keep it, but I want to take away this scrap!"
Tang Fan was referring to the piece of ice material with cracks. With a little design, several good pendants could be made.
He was really afraid of poverty and was unwilling to give up every opportunity to make money.
"No problem!" Mr. Jin immediately asked someone to wrap the piece of material and at the same time put away the remaining imperial green.
Mo Yan said coquettishly: "Grandpa Jin, do you understand the principle of paying with one hand and delivering the goods with the other hand?"
"Brother, can you give me a price?"
After thinking about it for a while, Tang Fan had an idea in his mind and said, "Since you think highly of me, I will give you this piece of imperial green!"
"That's not possible!" Mr. Jin immediately shook his head.
Mo Yan frowned, knowing that this piece of imperial green was worth at least 200 million.
"Listen to what I have to say," Tang Fan said with a smile, "I can give you this piece of imperial green, but I still have to sell you the gold hairpin!"
Mo Yan suddenly realized that despite Tang Fan's young age, he was quite experienced in doing things.
"That's it!"
Lord Jin whispered a few words into the butler's ear, and then the butler asked for Tang Fan's account number.
Not long after, Tang Fan received a text message that the amount was 50 million.
Although the money was far lower than the price of the piece of imperial green, it already exceeded the value of the gold hairpin.
Tang Fan was a pauper two days ago, but in the blink of an eye, he has a net worth of over ten million. This is really full of dreams.
Mo Yan sneered: "Grandpa Jin, you can make a lot of money!"
Mr. Jin looked at Tang Fan and said, "Little brother, I'll give you a phone number. If anyone troubles you in the future, just call him. This person's name is Lang Jie, and he is my disciple!"
When Mo Yan heard the name "Lang Jie", her expression changed.
Tang Fan immediately wrote down the phone number in his mobile phone, knowing that he would officially have a relationship with Jin Ye from now on. It seemed that he had lost more than 100 million, but in fact he had already made a lot of money.
"I'm happy today, so don't leave. Little brother, come have a drink with me at noon!"
As soon as Mr. Jin finished speaking, he frowned, pressed his forehead and groaned twice.
As soon as Tang Fan saw the opportunity coming, he immediately said: "Master Jin, I know a little bit about medical skills, can I help you?"
"Oh?" Jin Ye looked at Tang Fan doubtfully.
"My preliminary observation is that you must have been tricked into something!"
Master Jin's expression changed, and he immediately stood up and said: "Please come inside!"
Tang Fan followed Lord Jin into the reception room, glanced at the two bodyguards beside him, and hesitated to speak.
"Little brother, tell me what you have to say. These two are my adopted sons, Naji and Nahe."
As soon as Tang Fan heard the last names of the two people, he understood something in his heart.
He asked: "Master Jin, when you have a headache, do you feel like something is crawling inside, as if it's gnawing at the nerves?"
"That's right!"
"You are not sick, but you are under a spell. Have you met any weird people recently?"
"It must be that Chen Xingyu!" Naji's eyes widened with anger and murderous intent.
"Yes, it should be that guy!" Mr. Jin nodded thoughtfully.
Tang Fan said: "Master Jin, let me force the evil spirit out of your body first!"
Tang Fan's spiritual eyes had already seen that there was a trace of black energy in Lord Jin's brain wrapping his nerves. This black energy was very overbearing. Once it controlled all his nerves, even the gods would not be able to save him.
He secretly used his true energy and tapped Master Jin's temples with his index fingers.
As the two rays of golden light enveloped the black energy, Mr. Jin instantly felt much clearer.
"go!"
Tang Fan shouted loudly and forced the black energy into Jin Ye's palm, and a bulge was visible in his palm.
"Knife!" Tang Fan looked at the Na brothers and said.
Nahe immediately took out a sharp knife and pricked a hole in Jin Ye's index finger according to Tang Fan's instructions, and then shot out a column of black blood.
"ah!"
Jin Ye felt his whole body light up and his eyes became much clearer. He knew that everything was fine.
"Brother Tang, I cannot thank you enough for your kindness!"
Lord Jin bowed respectfully to Tang Fan.
Tang Fan quickly helped Jin Ye up and said: "The evil spirit has been eliminated, but it has caused some damage to your nerves. I will give you a prescription to nourish your qi and calm your nerves. Three doses will be enough."
Nahe quickly brought a pen and paper, and Tang Fan prescribed the ancient prescriptions from the Vice Medical Ceremony. Some of the herbs were very rare and precious.
In fact, he still has many elixirs in his mind that can nourish qi and calm the nerves, and their efficacy is several times stronger than ordinary prescriptions. However, his current skill is too weak and he cannot make elixirs yet.
Furthermore, he didn't want to expose his strength too early, after all, he hadn't really reached the level of a strong man yet, so as not to be harmed by others.
"My life should not be cut off!" Mr. Jin laughed loudly, "Brother Tang, I, Lao Jin, owe you my life!"
Tang Fan waved his hands repeatedly and asked curiously: "Master Jin, who is that Chen Xingyu?"
Mr. Jin looked at Na Ji and said, "You tell me."
Na Ji then told the whole story. A week ago, Jin Ye went out and met a Taoist priest. The man called himself Chen Xingyu and went to Longhu Mountain to learn Qigong when he was six years old.
He said that he could tell that Lord Jin was sick, and if he was not treated in time, he might not live for three months. If he sought treatment from him, he could not only cure Lord Jin, but also increase his happiness and longevity.
However, treatment requires energy, and he needs five million. Jin Ye only thinks that he is a liar, and he would never have thought that the other party had secretly manipulated him.
Tang Fan thought to himself that this person should also know how to practice, but he just followed a crooked way.
"I will definitely not spare him lightly!" Jin Ye was furious.
Tang Fan advised: "Master Jin, this Chen Xingyu is good at using black magic. He will fall into the trap inadvertently. It's better to be careful."
"What should we do?" Mr. Jin was so angry that he slammed the table.
"Leave this matter to me. Since he wants to make money from you, he will naturally show up again. I will meet him when the time comes!"
"good!"
The two parties were about to go out when they heard a cry from Mo Yan: "What are you doing, stay away from me!"
Tang Fan's expression changed and he immediately rushed out.