125: C125 The Raw Stones Here Are All Garbage

C125 The Raw Stones Here Are All Garbage

Article 125. All the protolith here are trash!

"This is your last protolith, it's still alright, it can save your capital!"

Zhang Xing said thirteen protolith in one breath. When these people who wanted to buy heard this, they were stunned.

Their expressions were different, but most of them had a look of disbelief on their faces.

"It's up to you whether you believe it or not. Anyway, I'm being kind. I can't help it if you don't listen! "

Zhang Xing knew how these gamblers felt. They would not shed tears until they saw the coffin. They would not give up until they reached the Yellow River!

"I'll buy this one. I'll open it now!"

The person who heard the word guarantee spoke up.

Not long after, the protolith opened up a high-grade purple crystal.

After being appraised by an expert, this purple crystal was a bit small. It could be sold for a hundred thousand Gold coins.

"Huala!"

Everyone looked at Zhang Xing.

"God!"

Among the remaining dozen or so people, two of them didn't believe it and insisted on opening the stone, but in the end, the 100,000 Gold coins went down the drain.

With this, Zhang Xing's credibility doubled!

Everyone looked at Clerk with some anger in their eyes.

Zhang Xing knew what these people were thinking.

However, they didn't dare to act out. It was nothing more than the reputation of the Steele family.

"If that's the case, I'll add another fire!"

"Let everyone get angry!"

"Sigh! The protolith in the third yard are all trash. We can't buy them. Let's go to the fourth yard and take a look!"

Zhang Xing seemed to be muttering in a low voice, but it just so happened that the surrounding people could hear him.

A group of people followed Zhang Xing to the fourth yard.

Zhang Xing walked to the front of a protolith and shook his head. After a round, he did not pick out a single protolith.

The others looked at Zhang Xing with puzzlement and kept sighing.

"Little Young Master, why aren't you attacking?"

"Hehe, can't you tell?"

"Coax!"

Some of the people in the crowd were amused by Zhang Xing's expression, while others mocked him.

"Yeah, I can't tell!" Zhang Xing had a disappointed expression on his face.

Clerk felt better immediately.1

I thought I really met the super master in the stone gambling event, but I didn't expect that it would only be the first three moves.

But just when everyone thought there was no good show to watch and was about to disband, they heard Zhang Xing speak again.

"I'm saying that there isn't a single valuable protolith in the entire fourth yard!"

"What?"

"How is this possible? "

... "The deeper we go, the less protolith is stored in the garden, and the more expensive it is."

"In the eighth and eighth gardens. There are only a dozen or so high-quality protolith. That price is ridiculously high, but there are also people who bid for supreme-grade green!"

"Yesterday, in the 45th or 6th yard, there were also people who bid for high-grade Phoenix Pavilion Purple Crystal and Lustre Heart Yellow Gems!"

"That's right, I saw it too. That person earned over a million Gold coins!"

The crowd discussed animatedly.

"Hmph! Someone had opened it before? Is it you or him? Who among you has produced a supreme-grade green?"

" Caw! "

When everyone heard this, they all shut their mouths. They looked at each other, but none of them spoke.

Zhang Xing didn't hesitate to teach them a lesson, and almost said that those people were just asking for help.

"Look at your unlucky faces. It's obvious that you are being scammed!"

"Little Young Master, don't speak nonsense. Be careful not to take a bite of the stone!"

"Our Steele family has been in this industry for a hundred years. Our reputation has always been the best. Just look at the scale of our First Class Pavilion and you'll know."

"All protolith came from overseas, and they were personally chosen by our appraisal grandmasters. It's impossible that there isn't a single valuable protolith here."

At this point, the shop assistants finally understood what was going on. It seemed like these four Young Master were here to kick up a fuss.

They must be the sabermen from the same trade!

Whenever he met such a person, the master in charge of the shop would stand up for him. It had nothing to do with him.

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