Looking at Jian'er's line-drawing action, the divine light emanating from Boss Mao's small eyes became brighter and brighter, and suddenly he had a feeling of returning to the hazy period of youth, the restlessness of the "goddess" in the mind of the first date, full of expectation and yearning. Unconsciously straightened his collar, and then his hand stiffened, and he couldn't help but smile, really, the older he gets, the more he lives back.

But it's really no wonder that Boss Mao's expression xiàn, for everyone who is involved with gambling stones, there is a very incomprehensible attachment to the birth of a piece of the best in their own hands in many cases. Even if the piece of wool is not their own, but watching a piece of the best jadeite in their hands to take off the ugly coat, showing its seductive demeanor, this will make people have an indescribable sense of satisfaction and achievement, take a step back, that is, this superb jadeite is not born under their own hands, but watching it born will make people's blood boil, see that you have, this is a sentence often said in the gambling stone circle.

That being said, even if the jadeite is someone else's, it doesn't feel like watching someone else solve the best jadeite with their own hands and solving the best jadeite with their own hands. Especially for people like Boss Mao, who started with calcite, the meaning is even different, and it can be said that a real masterpiece is born in his own hands, which can be said to be the ultimate dream of every gambler who can calcite stone.

And the reason why Boss Mao has such great confidence and thoughts is the secret he discovered when he carefully scrutinized Jian'er gambling on stones.

When Jian Er solved the stone here for the second time, when Jian Er solved the piece of purple fei, he asked Jian Er to make persistent efforts, Jian Er did take out two more pieces of wool to solve it, and what came out was a big rise - blood beauty, a big collapse - standard big stone. When he was at the scene, Boss Mao just felt that there was a little bit of discord, but he didn't think about it, and when he scrutinized it carefully, he finally found out where the discord was.

This can also be said to be a special ability of Boss Mao. For the wool, especially the wool he has ever had, even if he only glances at it, he can never forget it. So when Jian'er exchanged her own wool for the big wool that looked very similar, although Boss Mao didn't react at that time. After all, they were together at the time, and this checkout was also at the same time. But then I thought about it carefully, the big wool was not bought by Jian Er at all, although it was very similar, but in the end the account was settled with Boss Mao, through repeated memories, Boss Mao could be sure that that piece was not in Jian Er's checkout list at all, and the big wool was bought by Miss Ouyang, and this Miss Song stole the dragon and turned the phoenix.

When it gets there. Boss Mao couldn't help but take a breath, if he was not mistaken, even if the common sense of gambling stones was lacking, but this Miss Song had an extraordinary ability to gamble stones, otherwise how could she replace it with that "just right" piece of wool?

Although Boss Mao didn't know what happened to the piece of wool that was replaced. But the piece of wool that was replaced collapsed, but I saw it with my own eyes, and Jian'er finally passed "no more than three good things", and it was just right to accept it when she saw it, which made people unreasonable.

In this way, although Jian'er's harvest that day was eye-catching, it could barely be said to be "big luck", after all, there were also collapses, wasn't it? With the banner that she came with Wen Dashao at that time, if it was just the luck of "hitting big luck", it would not have attracted others to take risks regardless of their stubbornness. But what if the piece of wool that was replaced was also out of Gaocui? Even if it's not Gao Cui, as long as she sees the green, even if Jian Er stops her hand and doesn't solve it anymore, even if the remaining materials in her hands have the banner of Wen Daxiao, it is estimated that they will not be able to cover it completely.

You must know that if all the wool is unraveled, it is green, and it is all a big rise. Then the rest of the material is too tempting, even if everyone understands the truth that it is difficult to break the inch, but with a fluke mentality, Jian Er will be in trouble, and may even bring danger to his personal safety. In this way, that change can be called a "stroke of God".

At that time, the more Boss Mao thought about it, the more sure he was that his idea was right, but. After many years of wandering, Boss Song knows what to say and what to rot in his heart. And although he looks like he has the face of a profiteer, but not making money is his bottom line, he knows very well what this little girl will bring if this word spreads from him, so he is the only one who knows about it, even Jian'er doesn't know that he has already exposed himself here with Boss Mao.

And today, when I met Jian'er again, Boss Mao secretly patted his chest, fortunately he didn't have crooked thoughts! Although this Miss Song is dressed up and dressed up like before, but the temperament of the whole body can not hide his old hair's fiery eyes, and the trace of nobility and invisible oppression that Jian Er inadvertently revealed made Boss Mao secretly gasp, although I don't know why this Miss Song has changed so much in such a short period of time, but whether it is the training of this Miss Song or the power of educating and guiding this body, or the Jian Er who has now developed this temperament, in the final analysis, no one who can have such a temperament is easy to get along with, I am glad that I have a strict mouth, and I am glad that I have not had a bad heart, if you don't know where these hundreds of catties of meat are now.

Just when Boss Mao was thinking wildly, Jian Er had already covered the cap of the pen, and looked at the lines on the wool that she had carefully drawn, and Jian Er's expectations deepened.

"Boss Mao, I'm going to trouble you!" Jian Er raised her head and said.

"Boss Mao, are you okay?" As soon as the previous words came to mind, what caught her eye was Boss Mao's face that was like a kaleidoscope, changing again and again, Jian Er was a little speechless, what kind of situation is this, it can't be that this person is guilty of some disease, Jian Er asked a little uneasily, don't you help her solve the problem.

Boss Mao, who came to his senses, looked at Jian'er's appearance, his face turned red, and he hurriedly said, "It's okay, it's okay, it's just that I'm gone." ”

It's really as simple as wandering your mind, and you can turn your face into a kaleidoscope if you wander your mind?

"Miss Song, have you finished drawing the line?, then let's continue?" I'm embarrassed to look at Jian Er's strange expression again, because it was too hurtful, I didn't expect that his old hair would have such an embarrassing moment today, Jian Er's expression clearly changed to treat him as if he had an attack, quickly change the topic, let's do the right thing.

"Well, it's trouble!" Seeing that Boss Mao was back to normal, Jian Er no longer bothered about the situation just now, and it was the right way to satisfy her curiosity first.

The stone cutter sounded again, probably to redeem the glorious description of his heavy loss just now, Boss Mao was very energetic, took out twelve points of ability, shot neatly, moved smoothly, and brushed a few lines to get it done.

White? or white? A few noodles were cut off, and no trace of greenery appeared, Boss Mao was puzzled, could it be that his feelings were really wrong?

"Next, trouble Boss Mao to rub the stone. As soon as Jian'er's words came out, she immediately brought Boss Mao back from the abyss of disappointment.

That is to say, in the eyes of this Miss Song, there is still a drama in this wool, no, no, it may be very dramatic, if this Miss Song is deliberately cut like this, then it is very likely that it will hurt the "meat" in the wool if it is a little deeper, that is, this material has been "expensive" to the point that this Miss Song is distressed even if she hurts a single hair. Boss Mao's eyes lit up, and the more he thought about it, the more he felt that it was possible, and his breathing became shorter.

Just as Boss Mao was about to change the stone rubbing machine, a discordant sound sounded around him.

"Yo, it's a big collapse, if you want to change me, you'll have a knife in the waist, look at this table, it's also rubbing stones, it's a waste of time. A strange voice sounded, "Let's give way, so as not to waste my brother's time, I'm still waiting to cut it." ”

Jian Er frowned, where did this come out, do you understand the rules, this is the most taboo for others to say such things when they gamble on stones, change a bad temper, listen to this and repair you Others still clap their hands, such people are the most annoying in the circle.

Turning her head, Jian Er didn't want to pay attention, she knew whether her wool was good or bad, and she couldn't quarrel with this innocent person.

The man chattered a few more words, and when he saw that no one paid attention to people, he was bored, but his mouth was still a little unclean and whispered something, which caused the people around him to frown and distance himself from him.

Boss Mao, who was surrounded in the middle, was not affected by any of the surroundings, and under the influence of the idea that this piece of wool would definitely produce the best, and it was very likely to surpass the previous best, he didn't dare to have a trace of distraction, for fear that a careless person would regret something for life. Maybe Boss Mao's cousin Xiàn affected the people around him, and the surrounding speech slowly became smaller, and in the end, only the piercing sound of rubbing stones was left.

Time passed minute by minute, and suddenly Boss Mao seemed to have discovered something, his hand paused, stopped, and then it was - boom, a bowl of water spilled out.

Dropping the stone wiping machine in his hand, those small eyes actually opened the feeling of copper bell big eyes, picked up the bullet light that was put aside, and shone it on the side that he had just wiped.

"What's wrong?" Seeing that Boss Mao's expression was wrong, the crowd of onlookers began to stir.

"Is it green?" said the man behind him, wishing to stretch his neck like a giraffe so that he could see better.

Boss Mao didn't speak, just put down the flashlight and then picked up the stone polisher again and continued to work.

"Ouch, what the hell is going on?" was curious

"Yes, what is this old man selling, he is in a hurry!"

"Don't make any noise, we'll find out later. "Calm.

Just when everyone's necks were about to be thinner, the small cut began to get bigger and bigger with the efforts of Boss Mao, and the puzzle was about to be solved. RP