"It also depends on intuition. This piece of red jade is based on the directly selected wool materials."

Manshu added.

As a big boss like Zhu, she is afraid that she will be exposed by the other party soon after just talking about theories.

"What kind of intuition is to see it and feel it is necessary?"

Zhu Kuangsheng didn't think there was any problem with his intuition.

Some people bet on stones and rely on intuition all their lives.

Moreover, the more you increase the gambling rate, the less you lose.

People are born to eat this bowl of rice, but others are jealous of them.

"That's right, it's almost the same." Manju could not say that he was based on the witch's perception of spiritual energy.

Only vague words.

Yan Zhan could tell at a glance that she was lying.

Mr. Zhu didn't know, and he nodded in agreement.

"In fact, many people's careers in gambling stones start with intuition, such as myself."

"Thinking back then, it was the first time I bet on stones, so I bet on the first piece of jade. It happened that my family was in trouble and my family urgently needed some money..."

Mr. Zhu almost never said how he took the path of gambling stones, because it hides the bitterness of his family.

But in front of Manshu, it can be told in a casual manner.

Maybe it's because she has similar experiences to herself.

"A temporary trough is not scary. As long as you can seize the opportunity, you can get up."

"No matter when, you cannot give up hope and fall into darkness forever."

"Emerald has brought me hope, and I believe it will do the same for you."

Manshu suddenly realized that it was because Mr. Zhu saw what was hidden deep in her eyes that he said such a thing to broadcast her on demand?

She couldn't help but nod: "You are right. If you have money, you have hope. Can you take the liberty to ask, how much did the first piece of jade you bet on sell for?"

Zhu Lao's eyes pulled out: "..." Is this what I mean?

I obviously want to open your mind and not be trapped by temporary adversity and ruin your mind and nature.

As a result, you summed up for me that there is hope if you have money?

Yan Zhan couldn't help but laughed muffled.

This was the first time he heard Mr. Zhu give people spiritual chicken soup, and it was also the first time he was countered.

Manshu stared at Yan Zhan's smile and showed his deity.

Is Uncle San so beautiful when he smiles?

She had only seen him coldly before.

However, she didn't know what was funny about her problem.

Seeing Mr. Zhu looking speechless and choking, she quickly said considerately: "It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter if you forget it. You are so old, and it's normal for you to forget."

Mr. Zhu: "..." You are forgetful!

"Sorry, I seem to say the wrong thing. You are still strong and you don't have the same age as you!"

Manshu knew that Zhu Laoxu had good intentions, but she could not let others notice that she had something wrong.

A country girl who has been dependent on her grandmother since she was a child, where did she get the deep hatred?

The corners of her mouth secretly raised, always feeling that she was dealing well with this wave.

Look at Mr. Zhu, isn’t he speechless?

Yan Zhan just broke his skills and laughed, but now he was sitting upright, just a glimpse of the little girl's smirk.

I was stunned: This is still a little fox.

If Mr. Zhu accepts her as his apprentice, he will be considered an opponent.

Thinking of this, he was a little excited.

"One million!" Zhu Kuangsheng, who was dissatisfied with his old age, suddenly spoke.

ah?

Manshu was stunned and didn't react.

"The first pot of gold I made in the stone gambling world was one million."

Seeing that she didn't respond, Zhu Lao thought she was frightened by him and felt quite contented.

Didn't you think of it?

Little girl!
Chapter completed!