As the little boy said, even the small ones don't know which one is worth a lot and which one is not worth anything. ”

"Can only look at the choice like this?"

"Feel free to do so, as long as you don't smash it, just open it and see it. The little guy raised his hand and pointed to the corner at the end, "The selected stone can be sent over there, and there will be a special person to help you cut out the jade inside." ”

The wind bowed slightly, folded the fan, and walked towards the pile of stones on the ground, a hundred taels of silver. Crouching down, he stretched out the small hand that contained the Nether Rat's silver hidden in the cuff, and began to swipe his fingertips over the stones one by one. Every now and then he stopped for a moment, and if it was a small one, he threw it behind him, and the larger one called for the little one to come and move over.

In the divine sense, the voice of the silver kept ringing, communicating with the wind:

"Empty!"

"Nope!"

"Master, master, this piece is big!"

"This one will do!"

"Tsk, it's a little smaller!"

"Next!"

......

After picking up a thousand stones of one hundred taels, Feng Qiyan withdrew his hand and stood up. Who knows, when I turned around, I was startled: "Oh! Why are there so many!"

Behind him, large and small, strange-shaped stones were laid flat on the ground, occupying a large area, not to mention more than 200 pieces.

The little guy stood aside with a bitter face: This little boy has picked so many stones, can't he really come to "play"? There has never been a guest who gambles on stones like this! At most, he will pick a dozen pieces and try his luck. This little boy looks like he is only eight or nine years old, doesn't he regard this gambling stone as a game like playing mud?

"You count, how many pieces are in total, I want them!"

The words of the wind made the little guy stunned in place: What did this little boy say? He wants it? Isn't he here to play?

Some of the little guys who couldn't believe it trembled and asked the wind: "Little boy, do you want these stones?" ”

"Hmm!" Feng Qian Yan nodded, "I want it! You heard it right! Hurry up and count!"

"Yes, yes!" the little guy made sure he had heard correctly, and quickly began to count the stones.

As for the stones that were placed on the shelves, one thousand taels and ten thousand taels a piece, Feng Qiyan didn't even look at them.

Due to the large number of stones, the little servant counted them twice. After confirming that it was correct, he walked to Feng Qianyan's side and reported the number: "Little boy, two hundred and thirty-six yuan, one hundred taels of silver each, a total of twenty-three thousand six hundred taels." ”

"Brother Chen!" Feng Tianyan stretched out his little hand, and without saying much, Xiao Yuchen took out a stack of silver tickets extremely consciously and put them in that little hand.

Feng Qiyan took it in his hand and flipped through it, all of them were silver tickets of one thousand taels and one piece. Counted twenty-four and handed it to the little guy: "The extra four hundred taels will be put on you first, and this son will continue to play!"

"Yes, yes, yes. The little guy hurriedly took the silver ticket, pointed to the stones that were paved on the ground, and looked embarrassed: "Little boy, you have too many stones, I'm afraid you can't cut them all out today......

"No need to cut it. With a wave of his hand, Feng poured more than 200 stones into the spirit ruins.

The little guy couldn't help but secretly speak: there are so many stones, the storage bag will definitely not fit it. I didn't expect that at such a young age, there would be a storage ring!

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