His Uncle Li is a very talkative person, maybe people who are not talkative can't do his highly skilled job, anyway, Qian Yang and the old man haven't seen his mouth idle for a minute or a second along the way.

Qian Yang has always been careful in his heart, don't look at this Uncle Li seems to have some relationship with the old man, but Qian Yang, the ancestor who only speaks three points, has always remembered it.

Of course, you can talk, but you can only talk about the weather.

The old man didn't say much, but it could be seen that he was still very enthusiastic about Uncle Li, and he obviously trusted him a little. Qian Yang even felt that if the old man's mouth was a little sharper, he would be able to explain the ins and outs of his ancestors for eight generations in a short distance.

Qian Yang was afraid of this cheap master, in order to prevent being leaked, he could only take the initiative to take the responsibility of chatting with Uncle Li, and talked about the weather around the world.

Finally, when Qian Yang felt that he was about to be unable to talk, Uncle Li's house finally arrived.

As he said, his home was really not spacious. A small courtyard, a not-so-decent main house, and two even less decent side rooms are all there is here.

Uncle Li arranged Qian Yang and the old man into two side rooms respectively, and then retired with interest.

Qian Yang looked around at his own room, how can he say it? This is probably the kind of place that the four walls of the family are talking about.

In fact, Qian Yang felt that Uncle Li was a real person at this time, at least they had made it clear before, and his family would be able to let people settle down temporarily, and if he found a suitable place, he would move quickly!

Of course, the residence is broken, but there are still benefits, Qian Yang feels that it is such a broken place, Uncle Li is always embarrassed to hack him too many spirit stones, right?

Looking at the hard board bed, Qian Yang really didn't have the courage to lie down, and even sitting on it would inevitably make people feel a sense of desolation.

Qian Yang sighed, and said forget it, let's go out for a walk, there are really no people in this house.

Out of the house, Qian Yang knocked on the door of another side room, and looked at the old man in the room with a dark face: "Old Dingtou, are you funny?"

Lao Dingtou sat firmly on the edge of the bed, and glanced at Qian Yang lightly: "Do you remember what I told you before I came?"

"Of course I remember!" Qian Yang replied angrily: "I remember every sentence, but I don't know which sentence you want to mention today?"

Lao Ding lowered his head and played with his beard, while muttering: "Listen more, watch more, talk less!"

Qian Yang swallowed fiercely: "Speak less? If I don't talk much, you're going to sell the two of us to that surnamed Li! I didn't find out before, why are you stupid?"

The old man braided his beard into a braid, and asked, "What are we doing here?"

"Make money!" Qian Yang replied as a matter of course.

Lao Ding Tou smiled slightly: "You look like that, you can't make money here!"

"What do I look like?" Qian Yang thought about it for a moment, not feeling that there was anything wrong with him.

Lao Ding glanced at him: "People are planning to send you money, but you look like you are rejecting people thousands of miles away, and you still make fart money!"

"Send money?" Qian Yang's mouth opened widely: "You said Uncle Li, he's here to cheat me out of money, right?"

Lao Ding shook his head: "Listen more, watch more, talk less!"

Qian Yang was angry, threw down a sentence of "unreasonable", and slammed the door.

Lao Ding Tou glanced at the shaking door, pursed his lips, and lay on the bed with his eyes closed.

Qian Yang, who had nowhere to go, returned to his room, very anxious. When he first arrived in a strange place, Lao Dingtou suddenly became completely unreliable, which made his heart hang in the air and completely unsettled.

It is said that after Qian Yang's brain cramped last time and made the nonsensical decision to leave home and abandon his wife, he knew that he would definitely not be able to stay in Dongfen, and after some difficult thinking, he finally set his destination in the West Wilderness.

The reason why it is the Western Wilderness and not somewhere else, the direct reason is naturally because the appraiser of Qingling Pavilion, Lao Dingtou, drew a delicious and tempting cake for him, and Qian Yang himself has a considerable degree of curiosity about the legendary gambling stone, plus some unspeakable other reasons, Qian Yang followed the old Ding Tou who is not old in heart to embark on the journey to the west.

The East Tomb and the West Wilderness are veritable in the heavens, and the transportation in the Tian Yuan Continent is really not convenient, whether it is a spirit bird or a flying boat, there are some forbidden places that are difficult to cross.

Fortunately, Lao Dingtou was familiar with the road, and after several twists and turns, the two finally arrived in the Western Wilderness as they wished, and finally set foot in their destination today - Yifang City.

Along the way, Qian Yang and Lao Dingtou had a lot of exchanges, both technically and consciously.

There is no need to say more about the technical exchange, Qian Yang only endorses, and Lao Dingtou is only responsible for listening, that's all.

As for the communication of consciousness, it is not so simple, after a long period of contact, the two gradually get acquainted, but people are like this, after getting acquainted, they have a little less scruples, and some things are too lazy to hide up.

Anyway, along the way, Qian Yang has determined that this old Ding Tou is definitely not the excellent appraiser he knew before, but a bastard old man with a short and narrow belly and nervousness.

And Lao Dingtou has also determined that this kid named Qian Yang is not a gentle and elegant young man from a famous family, but a grumpy, narrow-minded, black-bellied and neurotic garbage gangster.

After stumbling all the way, the two finally arrived at Yifang City, and according to the prior discussion, Qian Yang hid his cultivation and pretended to be a monk who had just entered the foundation building period, and pretended to be a pair of masters and apprentices who came here to seek wealth. But before he entered the city, Lao Dingtou once again pestled Qian Yang's lung tube.

Although Lao Dingtou is sick, Qian Yang feels that his temper is not bad, and he can endure everything he can, but the only thing he can't stand is that this old Ding Tou always doesn't talk well!

Qian Yang really didn't bother to complain about Lao Dingtou's temperament, so he could only stay in the house with a stomach full of anger and read the books on gambling stones in the sea.

In fact, there are not many books about gambling stones in Qian Yang's knowledge, and these books have already been turned over by him, and they are not much different from memorizing.

In the library's collection at that time, compared with a large number of chicken soup for the soul and health guides, gambling stones were really a very niche category, and the content of the limited books was similar.

Qian Yang felt that it was too hasty to play such a practical game as gambling stones with such a few books, and there was one of the most fundamental problems that had always made Qian Yang worried.

That is the knowledge of gambling stones that he knows, which was used by people to gamble on jadeite millions of years ago, and now the gambling stones are used by monks to gamble on spirit stones!

There is no doubt that the chemical composition of jadeite and spirit stone is very different, and the reasons for the formation of jadeite rough and spirit stone must be very different.

Could it be that just because the jadeite and the spirit stone are wrapped with a layer of stone skin, you can apply the skills of identifying the jadeite rough to the rough stone of the spirit stone? Isn't this a joke!

As soon as he mentioned this, the fire that Qian Yang had finally suppressed came up again. He had never seen a jade rough in his previous life, and he had never seen a spirit stone rough in this life, so it was normal for him to not understand the connection between the two, but the old Ding Tou would definitely be able to figure it out!

Qian Yang didn't hide anything and read the entire content of the book to Lao Dingtou, and he could also be sure that a considerable part of the content in the book must have no meaning at all for the current gambling stone.

For example, a considerable part of all the information about gambling stones will be devoted to the origin and market of jadeite rough stones. Because judging the gambleability of jadeite according to the particularity of the jadeite produced at the entrance of the field is one of the most important basic skills of jadeite gambling stone.

Those who gamble on stones know that the real gem-quality jadeite is only produced in the Hpakant region of Myanmar, and those famous jadeite fields including Hehuika, Mamon, and Damukan are all in this area without exception.

But now? From the geographical point of view, the Western Wilderness has nothing to do with Myanmar millions of years ago, and there is no need to mention those field entrances and place names.

But when Qian Yang read these contents of the book to Lao Dingtou, Lao Dingtou didn't make any meaningful expressions, and he didn't say a word.

And when Qian Yang talked about things that seemed to have some practical value, such as ribbon-shaped pine flowers, strip-shaped pine flowers, and ant pine flowers, Lao Dingtou also looked the same as if he wanted to die without life.

In the end, Qian Yang didn't know how many of the things recorded in the book were useful and how much were useless, and he didn't know what content could be used for reference, and what things were fallacies and traps when they came to today.

Qian Yang felt that Lao Dingtou must have a number in his heart, and the things he told him must have a certain value, otherwise Lao Dingtou would not have deceived himself all the way to the Western Wilderness.

But Lao Ding didn't say a word about what he was thinking in his heart, and asked Qian Yang to tell him, and in the end, Qian Yang had to call him a master, what do you call this called!

A light knock sounded, and Qian Yang rubbed his head for a long time before he had to open the door angrily.

Who could be knocking on the door at this time? Except for the old Ding Tou, it is Uncle Li, and these two people, Qian Yang really doesn't want to see any of them!

Sure enough, it was the obscene Uncle Li who knocked on the door.

Qian Yang said hello as politely as possible, even if he felt that this person was a rent cheater, but after all, people hadn't started to cheat yet, and it would be too unreasonable to look at people at this time.

Uncle Li still had that smiling face, and with seven points of respect, he leaned over and said, "Qian Daoyou, Senior Ding, please go to him for a while."

Qian Yang was stunned for a moment, and said in his heart, why is this old Ding Tou still on the score? There are two steps in total, and it will be over if you want to see me come over with my legs, and you will specially find someone to call me, which is not good for you!

"What is he looking for me?" asked Qian Yang.

Uncle Li seemed a little shy: "I took a few stones to the old man, and the old man said to invite Taoist friends to take a look." ”