The Pinnacle of Martial Arts Cultivation

The rough stone chosen by Chen Fan has existed in Ximen's Shifang for several years.

Almost countless people who are keen on betting on stones have conducted explorations on this piece of land with the word No. 58 stone, among them the extraordinary psychic master.

But everyone's answers are consistent, that is, this rough stone is just an ordinary stone.

If one or two people say this, it won't have any impact. After all, luck occupies too many factors in the gambling business.

But the so-called three people have come to terms. After so many years, everyone's evaluation of the 58th stone is so consistent, and the problem has been explained.

So much so that this rough stone has become a joke in everyone's eyes, something that people who don't understand stone gambling will explore.

As a result, Ximen’s stone workshop is also very embarrassed, but it is impossible for any gambling stone workshop to withdraw the unsold rough stone. This is a face problem, so I just pinch my nose to recognize it, and the price of the rough stone also drops. Drop again.

Up to now, it is already the price of jumping off the property, and a hundred times-grade spirit stone can be taken away.

But even so, no one cares about it.

The shopkeeper released by Ximen's house was a middle-aged man with a goatee on his chin. The name was Jia Yu. When someone finally asked for the waste rock stored in the store for many years, his face immediately showed excitement.

He ran all the way to Chen Fan's side and said, "This guest officer, what do you want?"

Chen Fan pointed to the 58th stone and said, "I want this rough stone. Prepare it. I will cut the stone on the spot."

Upon hearing this, Jia Yuwen's mung bean-sized eyes rolled around and looked at Xiao Qi on the side, believing that Chen Fan might be a dude, and he was here to fill his head.

Since ancient times, merchants have been a treacherous ethnic group. Naturally, Jia Yu cannot be spared. He sat on the ground and said, "This stone is worth a thousand times-grade spirit stones. I wonder if the son's spirit stones are enough?"

Good guy, a single sentence has increased the price of the rough stone itself tenfold, I have to say that Jia Yu is too treacherous.

When the onlookers heard the price of the rough stone, they shook their heads and sighed secretly that Jia Yu was insidious. This is obviously a big eater, fighting the landlords, and gambling in Shifang is really a place to eat people without spitting out bones.

Some well-meaning people wanted Chu Tian to remind them, but Chen Fan's subsequent actions made them shake their heads one by one.

"A thousand spirit stones, right? A deal!"

Without any hesitation, Chen Fan directly took out a thousand spirit stones from Xiaoqi's storage bag and piled it on the ground, his expression was extremely indifferent, calm and relaxed.

Seeing this situation, everyone had a look of contempt in their eyes. Even if they had money, it wasn't the wind blowing, it was just a joke.

Now Jia Yu is obviously cheating people, and Chen Fan can't even bargain. It really is hopeless.

There are even bitter teasing sounds.

"Boy, don't you cut the stone quickly, we are still waiting to see you cry."

"Yes, let's see, what good things can you cut out of the rough stone you bought with a thousand spirit stones?"

Facing everyone's ridicule, Chen Fan said with a faint smile: "How about we make a bet?"

Pointing to the original stone in front of him: "If I can recover the cost of a thousand spirit stones today, even if you lose, if not, what will you do?"

After all, Chen Fan immediately welcomed a full house of applause!

"Good boy, I made a thousand spirit stones and bet with you!"

"I pay five hundred!"

"I also pay a thousand!"

In an instant, dozens of people all participated in Chen Fan's gambling game.