Almighty Appraiser

Chapter 255 It's Just a Demon

With a wave of the steward's hand, the second stone betting match between Shen Yunfeng and Zhao Yuliang officially started.

In the stone gambling greenhouse with hundreds of people, at this moment, there was only the sound of the second hand moving.

Zhao Yuliang took the lead in taking a step, and walked quickly past a long row of booths.

Behind him, followed by seven carts.

Shen Yunfeng took a step behind and walked towards the rough stone booth.

Similarly, the steward arranged seven carts to follow Shen Yunfeng.

Zhao Yuliang seemed to be confident. In less than 10 minutes, he had picked out four rough stones. Except for one that weighed more than 400 kilograms, the other three were all around [-] kilograms.

After Shen Yunfeng picked out the first rough stone, he stopped suddenly.

And, keep rubbing your eyes.

Yuan Dongliang suppressed his uneasiness and stayed by Shen Yunfeng's side.

The market timekeeper who had been following them tried to remind Shen Yunfeng to pay attention to the time several times, but Yuan Dongliang glared back hard.

Liu Jiacheng didn't dare to disturb, and followed a small cart to get to know Shi's room first.

"How could this be?"

While rubbing his eyes, Shen Yunfeng kept asking himself in his heart.

Because, just after he picked out the first rough stone with his clairvoyant eyes, the string of characters that would appear only when the ancient book absorbed enough antique flavor suddenly appeared in front of his eyes.

And, this time, they were clearer than the previous few times.

Moreover, when Shen Yunfeng rubbed his eyes to cover it up, they did not disappear suddenly.

In other words, this time, the obscure characters are not only clear, but also stay longer.

Yuan Dongliang kept looking at the watch on his wrist.

The timekeeper, the sweat in his palms, was dry and wet, wet and dry, he hesitated several times.

"Pillars, pen and paper."

Shen Yunfeng said suddenly.

"it is good."

Yuan Dongliang didn't talk nonsense, and turned to look at the timekeeper beside him.

The timekeeper was slightly taken aback, but he took the notebook and pen without any hesitation.

Shen Yunfeng took the pen and paper from the timekeeper, and based on his memory, drew more than a dozen characters that resembled tadpoles crawling on the paper.

Just finished writing the last stroke, the timekeeper reminded: "There are 7 minutes left?"

"what?"

Yuan Dongliang jumped up.

"Did you adjust the time?"

The timekeeper smiled wryly, "You can tell if I've adjusted it or not just by looking at your watch."

Yuan Dongliang wanted to speak, but Shen Yunfeng blocked him.

"Dongliang, do you have another six yuan?"

he asked with a smile.

"Hmm."

Yuan Dongliang nodded like a chicken pecking at rice.

There were already fine beads of sweat on the top of her shiny head.

"Enough time."

Shen Yunfeng tore off the paper with obscure characters, folded it solemnly and stuffed it into his trouser pocket.Then, he walked quickly along the booth.

Yuan Dongliang wiped the sweat from his brow, and followed Shen Yunfeng closely with his short legs.

"This piece."

"it."

"Dongliang, this one."

Shen Yunfeng didn't stop at all. When he walked past the booth, he tapped his hand on the selected rough stone to remind Yuan Dongliang.

At this time, Liu Jiacheng had also come over, and together with Yuan Dongliang, he kept handling the delivery with the stall owner.

Each rough stone has a unique number, and each stall owner has already prepared for it. Therefore, when Shen Yunfeng picked out the last rough stone, Yuan Dongliang and Liu Jiacheng ran over with a small cart. .

"Girl, there should be some time left, right?"

Shen Yunfeng let out a breath, and asked the timekeeper who was following closely behind him with a smile.

"One minute left."

The timer was dripping with sweat, and raised his arm to show Shen Yunfeng the timer.

"It's dangerous, dangerous."

Shen Yunfeng glanced at the timer, said with a smile, and thoughtfully took out a pack of tissues and handed it to the timer.

"Brother Feng, three pieces have already been delivered, and the other three pieces are too big to be delivered after the forklift arrives."

Panting heavily, Yuan Dongliang watched the workers put the last piece of rough stone onto the trolley, and then said to Shen Yunfeng.

"Thank you, Mr. Yuan."

Shen Yunfeng smiled and patted Yuan Dongliang's sweaty back.

The timekeeper said, and went to find the steward.

Liu Jiacheng took the receipt from the stall owner, looked at Shen Yunfeng, wanted to say something but didn't say anything, finally sighed, handed the receipt to Yuan Dongliang, and followed the cart.

On Zhao Yuliang's side, when picking out the seventh rough stone, there was a little more than 5 minutes left, so he was ready to come over to see how Shen Yunfeng chose the rough stone.

He never thought that it would be good if he didn't come, but when he came here, he was stunned to see Shen Yunfeng's method of selecting rough stones like a horse watching flowers.

Shen Yunfeng's voice of "this one, and this one" hammering out the rough stone kept coming from his ears, and Zhao Yuliang felt like a leather whip was being whipped hard on his back.

"This, TM is simply a monster!"

There was a scene in his eyes of Shen Yunfeng and Yuan Dongliang chatting and laughing before looking for the manager. Only then did Zhao Yuliang react. He raised his hand to wipe away the sweat on his forehead and at the same time, he cursed fiercely at the backs of the two figures, one tall, one short, one well-proportioned, and one fat. .

At this time, the voices of discussion among the crowd began to reach Zhao Yuliang's ears bit by bit.

"Hey, hey, did you see just now, that Shen Feng, is he picking stones? It's like a blind man crossing the river, he counts the stones he touches."

"If you only look at the process, that manager Zhao is very safe. At least every rough stone he chooses has been carefully examined."

"I really don't understand the young people nowadays. There are millions of them. Why are they all brought by the strong wind?"

"Hey, now, the market and these bosses are happy. They are eager to have more games like this."

Two forklifts drove over.

The steward personally commanded, and assigned a few workers to follow the forklift, telling them to deliver the rough stone safely to the place where the stone is unloaded.

After sending away the last rough stone weighing more than 700 jins, the steward went to greet Shen Yunfeng and Yuan Dongliang.

Zhao Yuliang waved his hand, and without waiting for the steward to signal, he walked over with his four younger brothers.

"Both, the old man really opened his eyes today," the steward laughed, "It has been almost three years since the market opened, and there has never been such an exciting scene like today."

"Of course you're happy," Zhao Yuliang sneered, "I bought nearly 200 million rough stones in these two times by myself, and you won't earn less."

"Manager Zhao rewarded everyone with a bite of food, we naturally have to thank you."

The steward said with a smile.

Several staff members following behind him nodded their thanks to Zhao Yuliang.

"Then, Young Master Shen, Manager Zhao, let's go to Jieshi."

The steward raised his hand to invite Shen Yunfeng and Zhao Yuliang.

"it is good."

"Ah."

The two looked at each other, Zhao Yuliang put his hands in his pockets and took a step first.

(End of this chapter)