"It also relies on intuition. This piece of red jade is made of wool directly selected."
Manshu added.
With a boss like Mr. Zhu now in charge, she was afraid that if she just talked about theories, she would be exposed by the other party soon.
"What kind of intuition is that when you see it and feel that it is necessary?"
Zhu Kuangsheng didn't think there was anything wrong with relying on intuition.
Some people gamble on stones and rely on their intuition all their lives.
Moreover, the bet is that the price will rise more and the price will fall less.
People are born to eat this bowl of rice, and no one else will be jealous of it.
"That's right, almost." Manshu couldn't possibly say that he relied on the shaman's perception of spiritual energy.
You can only speak vaguely.
Yan Zhan could tell at a glance that she was lying.
Mr. Zhu didn't know, so he nodded in agreement.
"Actually, many people's stone gambling careers start from intuition, such as myself."
"I think back then, it was my first time gambling on stones, and I won my first piece of jade. It happened to be that my family was in dire straits and we needed a lot of money..."
Mr. Zhu almost never said how he got into stone gambling, because it concealed the bitterness of his family's downfall.
But in front of Manshu, he can talk about it.
Perhaps it was because she had similar experiences to myself.
"A temporary trough is not terrible, as long as you can seize the opportunity, you can get up."
"No matter when, you can never give up hope and fall into darkness forever."
"Jade brings hope to me, and I believe it will do the same to you."
Manshu suddenly realized, was it because Zhu Lao saw something hidden deep in her eyes that he said such a thing to order her?
She couldn't help but nod: "You are right, there is hope when you have money. Can I take the liberty to ask how much the first piece of jade you bet sold for?"
Zhu Lao opened his eyes: "..." Is that what I mean?
I clearly want you to be open-minded and not to be trapped by temporary adversity and ruin your character.
As a result, you concluded for me that if you have money, you will have hope?
Yan Zhan couldn't hold it back and chuckled.
This was the first time he heard Mr. Zhu give someone chicken soup for the soul, and it was also the first time he was countered.
Manshu stared at Yan Zhan and laughed out loud.
Does Third Uncle actually smile so beautifully?
She had only seen his cold look before.
However, she didn't know what was so funny about her question.
Seeing that Mr. Zhu was speechless and choked, she quickly said thoughtfully: "It doesn't matter. It doesn't matter if you forget. You are already so old, and it is normal to be forgetful."
Zhu Lao: "..." You are the one who is forgetful!
"Sorry, I seem to have said the wrong thing. You are getting stronger with age, there is no such thing as old age!"
Manshu knew that Zhu Laoxu had good intentions, but she couldn't let others notice that she had a problem.
A country girl has been dependent on her grandmother since she was a child. How could she have such deep hatred?
The corners of her mouth secretly raised, feeling that she had handled this situation well.
Look at Zhu Lao, isn’t he speechless?
Yan Zhan had smiled just now, but now he was sitting upright and happened to catch a glimpse of the little girl's snickering expression.
I was stunned: This is still a little fox.
If Mr. Zhu accepts her as his apprentice, he will be considered a match.
Thinking of this, he started to look forward to it.
"One million!" Zhu Kuangsheng, who was dissatisfied with his old age, suddenly said.
ah?
Manshu was stunned and did not react.
"The first pot of gold I made in the stone gambling world was one million."
Seeing that she didn't respond, Mr. Zhu thought that she had been fooled by him, and he felt quite complacent.
Unexpected?
Little girl!
Old man, the one million I had at that time is equivalent to tens or even hundreds of millions you have now.