But someone in the crowd quickly refuted him: "This is definitely not a rumor! Just now at the auction house of Zhenbaoju, someone entrusted Dahongpao tea petals to Zhenbaoju for auction, but Zhenbaoju kept it at a huge price. This news
It spread like wildfire, and its authenticity is beyond doubt!”
The head of Happy Forest then said: "This is easy to handle. If you are not optimistic about the tea masters of Xiaoyao Sect, you can also choose other tea masters. However, there is one thing. First, someone must hand over one million spiritual stones.
The gambling house added a new portrait for him. If he chose wrong in the end, the one million spiritual stones would belong to Happy Forest. If he was lucky enough to choose right, Happy Forest would not only return him one million spiritual stones, but also give him an additional one million spiritual stones.
Compensating him with one million spiritual stones is another bet between us!"
As soon as the person in charge finished speaking, a white-faced monk immediately walked out of the crowd. He slapped a million spirit stones into the hands of the person in charge, and then took out a piece of brocade silk from his sleeve, which had already been painted on it.
After taking a portrait of a graceful woman, the white-faced monk suddenly raised his hand and waved his spiritual power on the wall, hanging her alongside sixteen other portraits.
When everyone was stunned, the white-faced monk patted the storage bag and took out a bunch of spiritual stones. He pushed them all to the person in charge and said: "I bet that Tang Yan from Zhenbaoju will win. I bet 100,000. This is three million spiritual stones."
stone!"
Everyone was in an uproar. The boss of Happy Forest was stunned for a moment, then quickly issued a receipt for him, and then wrote down the figure of 100,000 bets next to the portrait of Tang Yan.
The white-faced monk took the receipt and turned around to leave. He didn't say a word of nonsense from beginning to end. The Tang Yan he showed was completely blank in everyone's eyes. No one knew her origins, and no one knew who she was.
The tea master at Jumbo House.
After the white-faced monk left, all the monks fell into speculation. They always thought that Tang Yan was the tea master who had been hidden in Zhenbaoju for a long time. In terms of skills, she should not be inferior to the sixteen tea masters of Xiaoyao Sect, and her appearance was not inferior, but because she was too
She is a stranger, no one has ever seen her appear, and they don’t know what her tea skills are, so no one places bets on her.
On the contrary, Dai Hong, the recognized first tea master of Xiaoyao Sect, has been favored by many monks. In an instant, hundreds of monks have bet on her, and the total amount of bets exceeds tens of millions of spiritual stones!
In addition to Dai Hong, the other three tea masters who are considered to be the rising stars of Xiaoyao Sect have also gained extremely high popularity, and the bets raised have reached several million spirit stones. The remaining tea masters of Xiaoyao Sect,
There are also different numbers of bettors.
In just a short period of time, the gambling money absorbed by Happy Forest has reached more than 30 million spiritual stones. Among all the tea masters, Dai Hong is the most popular. He alone accounts for 30% of the gambling money, and the number of bets exceeds 30%.
One hundred thousand notes.
The second most popular one was Tang Yan from Zhenbaoju. The white-faced monk bet one hundred thousand bets. Later, several other curious people also followed her, which kept her popularity for a long time.
The three rising stars of Xiaoyao Sect each accounted for nearly 10%, which was about the same odds as Tang Yan. The remaining 30% was divided among the other twelve tea masters. Their popularity was much lower than that of the five, but
The odds are much higher. Once the winning tea master is among the twelve people, the monk who guesses correctly will naturally get a lot of spiritual stones.
Zhu Zhiyao looked at them boredly and signaled Lin Feng to leave. It was obvious that she was not interested in gambling, and the fact that it involved the tea contest disgusted her. She just wanted to relax for a while without any distractions.
Lin Feng could see what she was thinking, but he still hinted to her to wait for a while. He walked forward and handed the same million spiritual stones to the happy Lin boss, and then said to him calmly: "I don't need anything.
For portraits, you only need to add one more spot, and Zhu Zhiyao from the Southern Guangdong Business Alliance will finally win.
All the monks gathered around and marveled at Lin Feng's behavior. He actually didn't even provide a portrait, but just casually mentioned a name. Even though he revealed the identity of the Southern Guangdong Merchant Alliance, it still made people curious.
The boss of Happy Forest accepted all comers and quickly hung up Zhu Zhiyao's name. Since there was no portrait, after everyone saw the three words clearly, someone suddenly said: "Zhu Zhiyao? Could it be the tea master from Yuxianfang City?"
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Other monks also quickly recalled: "Yes, the Lingxian Teahouse in Yuxianfang City does have a highly skilled tea master. She is also named Zhu Zhiyao, but isn't the Lingxian Teahouse owned by Zhenbaoju? How did Zhu Zhiyao become Nanyue
People from the Merchant Alliance?"
When everyone was suspicious, Lin Feng pushed the prepared spiritual stones in front of the boss and said casually: "I bet that Zhu Zhiyao will win. This is 18 million spiritual stones, a total of 600,000 bets!"
As soon as Lin Feng said this, everyone on the spot was shocked!
With a stake of 600,000, Zhu Zhiyao's popularity instantly soared to the top. While everyone was stunned, Lin Feng took the receipt handed over by the principal, hurriedly walked out of the crowd, took Zhu Zhiyao's hand and left.
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After walking a long way, Zhu Zhiyao stopped, stared at Lin Feng and said, "How could you be so squandering and throw so many spiritual stones into the gambling house?"
Lin Feng stood with his hands behind his back: "The reason for this is just to make senior sister smile! What's more, the spirit stone has not been thrown away. After the tea discussion competition is over, I will get it back with the profit!"
Zhu Zhiyao said angrily: "How do you know that I will definitely win? If I lose, wouldn't these spiritual stones be wasted?"
Lin Feng said confidently: "I will never make a move easily. Once I make a move, I will definitely win. You may not know that I was also a sensational gambler."
Zhu Zhiyao finally smiled: "What a clever talker! If you lose, I will ignore you! Also, how come you have so many spiritual stones? You are richer than Master!"
Lin Feng answered the question: "Let's go, I will take you to Pinxiang Pavilion. It is the most luxurious place in Xiaoyao City. It has everything from hot spring baths to drinks. It will be great for you to relax."
Zhu Zhiyao then followed Lin Feng and walked forward, passing through several streets in Fangshi and heading towards the highest mountain peak in Xiaoyao City. However, when she was halfway there, Zhu Zhiyao accidentally saw a shop specializing in selling robes.
So he pulled Lin Feng and walked in.
Lin Feng was wondering when Zhu Zhiyao said to him softly: "I have a few dance clothes in my storage bag, but I haven't used them for a long time and they may have wrinkled, so I want to buy another one."
Lin Feng suddenly realized this and quickly asked the shopkeeper to help Zhu Zhiyao get her measurements. Zhu Zhiyao then personally selected the gauze material specifically for the dance clothes. After gathering three sets, the shopkeeper calculated the cost.
Ordinary monk robes are only worth a few hundred spirit stones at most. Even the anti-gang robes worn by Yuanying stage monks are not worth more than 10,000 spirit stones. However, after the quotations for these three dance robes came out, Lin Feng was really disappointed.
Surprised!
The material cost for the three dance clothes alone reached 400,000 spirit stones! Add in the shop owner’s handiwork and skills, and the total cost exceeded 500,000 spirit stones!
"Why is it so expensive? Did you calculate it correctly?" Lin Feng asked in shock.
The shop owner chuckled and said: "The materials chosen by fellow Taoists are all of the highest quality. The main materials are basically refined from the skins of monster beasts that are extremely rare in the deep sea. Moreover, the dance clothes themselves use a lot of materials.
Those gauze scarves are thousands of feet long, and the surface of the fabric is inlaid with various gold threads and pearls. The materials used in each are very exquisite, so the value is naturally more expensive."
Lin Feng nodded in embarrassment: "In that case, let's make it according to the selected materials. When can I get them?"
Shop owner: "I'll pick it up on time in three days. My shop is the largest robe shop in Xiaoyao City. When it comes to the craftsmanship of making dance clothes, no one can beat me!"
Lin Feng put 500,000 spirit stones on the counter, and the shopkeeper happily issued him a receipt. Zhu Zhiyao couldn't help laughing when she saw Lin Feng's ignorance of dance clothes.
After taking the receipt, Lin Feng and Zhu Zhiyao were about to leave when a pair of monks walked into the store again. When Lin Feng and Zhu Zhiyao saw them, they couldn't help but froze for a moment.
These two people are a man and a woman. The man is the white-faced monk whom he just met at Happy Forest Casino. Although the woman has never been seen before, judging from the portrait that the white-faced monk took out at that time, this person is the one in the portrait.
Tang Yan!
The shopkeeper recognized them at once, and hurriedly greeted them and said politely: "Oh, it turns out they are two Taoist friends. The dance clothes you ordered before have been made. Come in now and try them on."
Tang Yan then followed the shopkeeper into the inner room, while the white-faced monk stood waiting outside the counter. Lin Feng and Zhu Zhiyao slowly walked out and looked at him inadvertently.
In just an instant, Lin Feng felt a fierce murderous intent in the white-faced monk's eyes! How had he ever known this murderous intent? When he first saw Ye Feihong, he had the same feeling!
Lin Feng suddenly turned around and noticed that on the white-faced monk's waist, there was a protruding sword hilt, but the sword body was hidden in the skirt of the monk's robe, making it difficult to spot at a glance.
It was actually a sword cultivator! Lin Feng passed him by. If he had had murderous intentions just now, Lin Feng would have died by now!
Such a thrilling scene made Lin Feng feel chilled in his heart. Although the white-faced monk may have no reason to kill him, it is really an unforgivable stupid thing to pass by a swordsman so carelessly!
Lin Feng was blaming himself for his carelessness, and at the same time sweating for the calmness just now, the white-faced monk raised his eyebrows and said to Lin Feng in a cold tone: "If you don't want to die, get out of here quickly!"
This sentence immediately stopped Lin Feng on the spot! He was less than two feet away from the white-faced monk. At this time, he was still within the killing range of the spiritual sword. However, he had to stop for the white-faced monk's humiliation and provocation.