Xue Lao saw at a glance that this pendant came from Lu Zigang's handwriting, the jade Guanyin eyebrows revealed a compassionate charm, the most amazing thing is that the leaves inserted in the net bottle willow tip head or roll or stretch, all angles show the width and narrowness are also different, a small Guanyin pendant used in the technique of the mind is not inferior to any piece of Zigang jade hand-me-down.

This rigorous attitude alone is enough for Lu Zigang to live up to the name of the jade god, Xue Lao also found some inspiration from this Guanyin statue, the chanterfat yellow material is most suitable to be carved into a golden Buddha stepping on the clouds, the peaceful and compassionate meaning shown on the face of this jade Guanyin made him seem to have an understanding, and he was stupid unconsciously.

The meal had been prepared, and two middle-aged women came in to inform everyone to take the seat, but Xue Lao was immersed in the appreciation of the Guanyin statue and didn't realize it, Xu Qing's belly had already reached the backbone, and he stepped forward and snatched away the Jade Guanyin.

"Master, it's time to eat."

This voice really called Xue Lao's god back, flashed Xu Qing's eyes, and scolded with a smile: "Stinky boy, your ears are about to be deaf by you!" ”

Everyone laughed, and the obedient boy turned into a stinky boy in a blink of an eye, and this change must have come too quickly, right?

With Xue Lao's orders in advance, this dinner was quite rich, and the dishes with all the colors and flavors were set on the table, and Xu Qing almost swallowed his little tongue.

As long as people are hungry, even ordinary food will become extraordinarily delicious, not to mention that the taste of this table is quite good, and now it can only be described as delicious.

Xue Lao deliberately opened a bottle of 60-year-old Moutai puree, this wine is not cheap, the entrance has a viscous feeling different from ordinary Moutai, mellow and full of long aftertaste, worthy of the best in the wine. Xu Qing alone drank most of the bottle, and even Xue Guoqiang, who boasted of drinking too much, could only sigh to himself.

During the banquet, Meng Shicheng talked about Xu Qing's brilliant record of gambling four times in a day, which made the Xue family father and son sigh, making a net profit of 450 million a day, such a crazy speed of gold absorption may even be sighed by the richest man in the world, of course, in the end, everyone attributed it to his bad luck.

Xue Lao took a sip of wine, a look of worry appeared on his face, and he said: "Qingzi, although the vision of gambling stones is far less important than luck, but the risk is extremely high. ”

Xu Qing's heart was hot, a trace of emotion appeared in his eyes, and he nodded: "I remember, thank you, master." ”

Xue Lao smiled with relief: "Sometimes luck is also a talent, and you don't want to call it a master in the future, just call it a teacher." ”

"Okay, it's smooth to call the teacher, but I live in Jiangcheng......" Xu Qing wanted to speak and stopped, with a hint of hesitation in his eyes.

"There's no time, right?" Xue Lao said unhurriedly: "I will go to Jiangcheng to buy a house in half a month at the latest, and then you kid will spare at least two hours a day to learn to carve objects, can you do it?" ”

"Yes, I can do it." Xu Qing was overjoyed, patted his chest and promised, and at the end he picked up his wine glass and said, "Teacher, I toast you!" ”

"Haha! Okay, let's go with a ......."

After dinner, Xu Qing refused Xue Lao's retention, said goodbye and left, left his contact information and the ice violet, and agreed to meet on the last day of the fair.