My ex-girlfriend thought I was poor, so I made 100 million by betting on stones.

"Why are you alone? Where's that girl Xiaoshi?"

Yang Feng asked as soon as he got home.

Shui Yunmeng saw that several people had returned and helped put things away.

Xiong Kaixin could still happily rush towards her, as if he missed her very much after not seeing her for a few days.

Shui Yunmeng took the opportunity to pick up Xiong Kaixin, turned around and explained to Yang Feng: "She has been busy these two days."

"Come on, how could I not know what's wrong with her?"

Yang Feng's helpless expression.

He must be playing games in the room again.

Shui Yunmeng seemed quite serious and explained, "It's really not like that. This time it seems to be something very important. It is said that her novel is going to be adapted."

"Wasn't it confirmed before?"

"Yes, but if it's a novel adaptation, it seems that the script needs to be rewritten. It seems that she is just acting as a consultant."

Shui Yunmeng didn't really understand this, so she just said, "Anyway, I hardly go downstairs these past two days except for eating."

"Is there anything wrong in there? I'll go check on her."

Yang Feng was a little worried and walked upstairs.

open the door.

At this time, Yang Xiaoshi was writing something furiously.

She had no idea that Yang Feng had appeared next to her.

"Are you really writing a script?"

Yang Feng's voice suddenly appeared.

Yang Xiaoshi was startled at first, then turned her head in surprise and said, "Brother! You're back!"

"Your script skills are not good either."

Yang Feng took a look and found that many of the formats were incorrect.

After all, scripts and novels are not the same type of thing.

Yang Xiaoshi was a little depressed and said, "They insisted that I write a detailed outline or something, so I helped them revise it, but it was so tiring."

“When will your movie adaptation be shot?”

"I don't know, but that's your investment, so why don't you just ask?"

Yang Xiaoshi looked at Yang Feng expectantly and continued, "Why don't you talk to them and ask them to change it themselves? I'm too tired to play games."

"I think that's good."

"Brother~"

"Let's go downstairs first."

"Oh, let me go see Sister Zhuwei and the others first."

Yang Xiaoshi also remembered that Zhao Zhuwei must have come back with Yang Feng.

She ran downstairs happily, looking very excited.

As soon as I got downstairs.

Yang Xiaoshi couldn't wait to open Zhao Zhuwei's luggage bag.

Zhao Zhuwei actually bought her a lot of Dancheng specialties.

"This is a specialty smoked duck from a county town over there. I brought it back too. We can eat this tonight. These are the specialties there, such as dried bamboo shoots and this duck neck..."

Zhao Zhuwei kept taking out a lot of food from her luggage.

Yang Xiaoshi took one out and started to take a big bite.

The smoky aroma instantly made Yang Xiaoshi's eyes light up.

Yang Feng looked at it helplessly and shook his head.

"By the way, has Miss Yun come back during this period?"

Yang Feng asked Shui Yunmeng who was standing next to him.

Shui Yunmeng shook her head and said, "She went out to do something and hasn't come back yet. But she asked someone to send something back some time ago. It seemed to be a blueprint, but I couldn't understand it."

"drawing?"

"Yes, they said they would give it to you. I put it in your room."

Shui Yunmeng answered.

Yang Feng calculated the time and said, "She said she would be back in a week, so it will probably be these two days. But what is the blueprint?"

He felt a little strange and went back to the room.

Sure enough, there was a blueprint on the shelf.

This drawing is yellowed all over.

And this is not the kind of natural yellow, it is more like white paper that has faded and turned yellow after being left for a long time.

When you touch it, you can feel the dry rustling sound of the yellow paper, and it seems to have a heavy sense of history.

After Yang Feng opened the drawing, he found that it was a picture of an ancient cold weapon.

It's just that it seems like there is still a process of building on top of it.

Unfortunately, even though Yang Feng had seen many blacksmithing pictures in history before, they did not match this one.

At least the material it originally used was something that didn't look like iron ore, but...

"and many more!"

Yang Feng suddenly remembered something.

He stormed out of the room and ran to the utility room where he kept a pile of rocks.

After searching for a long time, he still couldn't find the stone he had originally found.

He ran to the handrail on the second floor and asked Zhao Zhuwei below: "Did you see the stone I put there earlier? The one that was completely black and weighed about ten pounds."

"You mean jade? Why would I touch that thing of yours..."

Zhao Zhuwei answered nonchalantly.

But then she remembered something and said, "Oh, yes, there seems to be a stone. I used it to press the kimchi jar."

“When did you make kimchi?”

"I learned it from the Internet before, and then..."

Zhao Zhuwei had just said half of her words when she saw Yang Feng jumping down from the building.

Her face darkened and she said speechlessly, "Why are you in such a hurry?"

"Nonsense, that stone is very important."

"It's in the kitchen, I'll take you to find it."

Zhao Zhuwei walked inside and found a black stone.

She moved it from the jar with great effort.

Yang Feng quickly took it.

It turned out to be the stone that I brought back from Gu Yonggui before.

Moreover, I had shown this stone to Yun Gu before.

"Refine fossils!"

Xiong Kaixin's voice suddenly came from the side.

Zhao Zhuwei turned her head curiously and asked, "Xiao Xin, do you know this?"

"I know! We have a lot of these stones in our village!"

Xiong Kaixin answered loudly.

Yang Feng was somewhat interested and said, "Last time, Aunt Yun seemed to have said that this is a refining stone, but I didn't expect that you, Xiaoxin, also knew about it."

"It's right outside my house. I'll show it to my father when I get there!"

Xiong Kaixin's eyes were full of anticipation.

Yang Feng smiled and said, "Okay, I'll go up first. This stone... No, it smells like pickles. I'll wash it first."

He washed the stone and took it up to his room.

Zhao Zhuwei looked at Yang Feng in confusion, not understanding what was going on.

On the contrary, Lu Qingyu was touching his chin at the side, with a thoughtful expression on his face.

"Why do I seem to have heard the words 'refined stone' somewhere before..."

Lu Qingyu talked to himself.

Xiong Kaixin saw her thinking and suddenly said, "It's used to make toys!"

"Toy?"

Lu Qingyu looked at her strangely.

Xiong Kaixin put his index finger to his lips and said thoughtfully, "They are just some small things. Usually the blacksmith in the village makes them for me."

"The blacksmith makes toys..."

Lu Qingyu was confused.

While a few people were thinking outside.

the other side.

inside the room.

Yang Feng has opened the blueprint and compared it with the stone in his hand.

He remembered that Yun Gu had said before that this kind of stone was called refining stone and was used to make some tools.

But Yang Feng didn't know what the tool Yun Gu was talking about was.