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Chapter 121

"Master Zhang, please identify this rough stone." The host's voice sounded very respectful.

Master Zhang, who was sitting on the auction stage, nodded, picked up the flashlight next to him, and pretended to make a few gestures on the rough stone. Then he coughed twice and cleared his throat, pretending to be a master of Xiangshi.

Boss Zhang said in a tone that left no room for doubt: "This piece of black Mowanji, whether it is the sandy surface, texture, or the light reflected from the inside of the beater's battery, you can tell that it is a unique piece of good material."

"I think that the jadeite in this rough stone must be at least green. If it is higher, it may be grown in Nuobing."

Boss Zhang recalled what Meng Yan recorded in his notebook, translated it in his own words, and then said it in a pretentious manner.

"The flowers are green?"

"Is it cyanine? This rough stone actually contains cyanine material. Is it really hard to tell?"

The guests in the audience lowered their heads and chatted with each other for a while, but this time the discussion was obviously not as lively as before.

After all, Meng Yan, the Cheng Yaojin who broke out halfway, made the Cui friends present have a little doubt about Master Zhang's "never punching an eye in a stone".

When Boss Zhang on the stage saw this scene, a flash of displeasure flashed across his face.

It's all because this mysterious guy with his face wrapped like a rice dumpling suddenly came out and damaged his prestige, otherwise the words he said would surely have sparked another heated debate.

But, then again, if there is no obstruction, how can I show the power of my Xiangshi ability?

Didn't his fame spread so quickly because he stepped on the head of Sun Shigui from the south of Lake City? If he hadn't suddenly come to the shop to challenge him, his reputation wouldn't have spread so quickly.

Besides, Meng Yan had seen this rough stone with his own eyes, and the material of the jadeite inside was clearly recorded in his notebook, so there was absolutely no way he could make a mistake.

Boss Zhang immediately made up his mind. If this guy with his face wrapped like a rice dumpling dares to provoke him again this time, he will be severely humiliated and his face will be swollen.

Under the stage at the auction.

At this moment, Meng Yan felt lucky for the decision he had made before.

When he left Hu City to ask for a long leave from Boss Zhang, Meng Yan reserved what he wrote in his notebook in order to maintain the false prestige that Boss Zhang had created without making him too arrogant.

The result of the dozens of stones that Boss Zhang read was that Meng Yan wrote in a conservative direction.

Take this piece of Mowanji, which is currently quietly placed on the auction stage, for example. The jade inside it is not colorful jade, but should be Long Qingshui.

Those who entrusted Boss Zhang to look at stones will only be happier if they receive an appraisal from Boss Zhang that the original stone contains bean seeds, but when opened it turns out to be waxy seeds.

But if the situation were reversed, Boss Zhang would have to be beaten to death.

Taking this into consideration, the quality of the rough stones that Meng Yan wrote in his notebook all declined a bit.

I never thought that my decision would actually do me a big favor at this time.

Meng Yan turned to look at the gloomy gamblers at the gambling table, a smile on his face covered by a mask.

Several gamblers lost some money due to the bet they just made, and their unhappy mood has not dissipated and is still on their faces.

Meng Yan turned his attention to the gambling table again. Although there were not as many bets piled on the gambling table as before, the amount was still very considerable.

"Gentlemen." Meng Yan took two steps forward and said in a very polite tone to the gamblers who had just lost half a million to him.

"What are you kidding me about? You still want to laugh at us?" A gambler looked at Meng Yan with hostility in his eyes and said in a bad tone.

"No, in the stone gambling industry, one sword leads to heaven and one sword to hell. Victory or defeat is a common thing for military strategists. It is just a matter of time and fate. I will not laugh at the seniors here." Meng Yan said.

"Huh!" After hearing Meng Yan's words, these gamblers thought that Meng Yan had given up, and even looked down upon him.

It seems that he is just a young boy in his twenties after all. He just got lucky because he jumped over the wall when he saw that he was going to lose everything.

Taking Meng Yan's polite attitude as giving in made them feel a lot better, but when they thought about the five hundred thousand they had lost, they immediately felt a pang of pain in their hearts.

"Boy." One of the middle-aged men said in a bad tone.

"Don't think that the matter will be over after you apologize."

"If you know what's going on, take out all the five hundred thousand and return it to us right away."

"Otherwise, when this jade auction is over, with my connections in Lake City, you will be left with nothing to eat."

Meng Yan was not angry when he heard this. He took a step forward and said to the middle-aged man.

"Senior, the world has its own rules, and the casino also has its own rules."

"If I don't do anything and just hand over the five hundred thousand and return it to you, it goes without saying that I will be laughed at. The seniors will also be accused of bullying unintentionally. Is this okay?"

"Haha, you are quite thoughtful, kid." The middle-aged man smiled contemptuously and couldn't help but complain.

"How about this." Meng Yan changed the topic: "Let's make another bet based on the third stone that Zhang saw. What do the seniors think?"

"The man surnamed Zhang said that Long Qingshui can be found in this rough stone. Not only did I bet that his vision was wrong, I also expressed my conclusion."

"If I make a wrong judgment, I don't need to say that all the money will go to you. If Zhang makes a wrong judgment and I don't tell the correct result, all my bets will go to you. How about that?"

Meng Yan paused and continued to add.

"The one million I betted before, plus the five hundred thousand I just won, I pushed them all out."

As soon as these words came out, everyone in the house was shocked, and the staff standing at the gaming table also cast shocked looks at Meng Yan.

There are a lot of people who are bewildered by stone bets. This is the first time I have seen someone as bewildered as Meng Yan.

"Is this person really a lunatic?" the staff member thought to himself.

Crazy! So crazy! So crazy!

"Boy!" A gambler with a resolute face at the gambling table finally couldn't help it anymore and shouted angrily at Meng Yan.

"One person named Zhang opens his mouth, and another person named Zhang opens his mouth. Boy, who do you think you are? Are you so arrogant and arrogant that you don't take Master Zhang seriously?"

"I asked Master Zhang to look at the rough stones for me. Master Zhang's vision is extraordinary, and it is not something that a young person like you can slander!"


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