Song Shinian finished his addiction, but he was still unhappy.

She kept reassuring herself: it doesn't matter, maybe there is nothing in that stone, let the dog man and woman regret dying.

300,000 is enough for a down payment in the small county town of her hometown.

When she thought about it, she became angry.

"Big guy, have you taken a serious look at your stone?" Song Shinian put his feet on his feet and whispered in Yan Yu's ear.

The girl's hot breath made the man's body tense: "Look." ”

Song Shinian couldn't wait to ask again: "Is that a piece of waste?" ”

Yan Yu lowered his head, glanced at Shi Nian with an expectant expression, and hesitated.

Song Shinian's heart trembled, and she stammered and asked, "No...... Isn't it? ”

Yan Yu paused, "You can also say that." ”

Song Shinian was suddenly heartbroken.

She stared at Yan Yu with an accusatory expression, although she didn't say anything, her sad and indignant face was enough to explain everything.

Yan Yu coughed lightly and quietly looked away, looking at the remaining stones.

Since one of the ten stones was bought by Gu Mingyuan, other interested people also began to pick them up, and everyone approached the stone to look left and right, eager to see through the stone, so as to decide which one to buy.

Only the middle stone is unattended.

The reason for this is that it is too small.

At most the size of a bowl.

You must know that the ugly stone that I just took a fancy to was the size of a washbasin.

In fact, let everyone spend 100,000 yuan to buy a gambling stone, this is no problem, after all, whether you can open it depends on luck and experience.

But when 10 stones of different sizes are put together and the price is the same and not cheap, most people are still willing to pick the bigger ones with more opportunities.

The smallest was just overlooked.

Song Shinian saw that the big guy didn't speak, not to mention how depressed he was.

She stood in place for a while, and then followed into the gate of Zhihengzhai.

"Where are you going?" Yan Yu behind him asked uneasily.

"Die." Song Shinian replied angrily.

Yan Yu looked at the impulsive back of the time, and thought of the entanglement between her and Gu Mingyuan just now, and suddenly felt uneasy.

He picked up the smallest stone and went to pay.

The people behind him suddenly started talking.

"Anyone else buys that? Too much money to spend nowhere? ”

"So what's the use of being handsome, it's useless."

"Hey, I took a fancy to this piece in your hand first!"

"I also take a fancy to it, I will pay 200,000."

Yan Yu calmly finished swiping the card, didn't say a word, and didn't have time to look at other stones, so he chased in the direction of Shi Nian.

Zhihengzhai is an authentic antique shop, which is full of sandalwood fragrance and ink, which makes people dizzy.

Song Shinian walked through the hall and followed the guidance of the waiter to a closed empty and quiet room.

In the center of the room is a very conspicuous unloading machine, next to the machine stands a middle-aged uncle, who should be in charge of cutting, and there are two assistants next to him.

There were also a few tables and chairs on the side, all of which were already full.

When Song Shinian came in, Sang Xue'er's stone had already been placed on the machine and was ready to be cut.

"You give me to be careful, I can't afford to sell you if I cut it down." Sang Xue'er saw Shi Nian coming in, smiled at her defiantly, and ordered with a sharp voice.

Song Shinian was reluctant to deal with her.

It's been a long time since she's seen such a blatant woman bad.

According to convention, this kind of woman has her own harvest, and she doesn't need to make a move.