But why did it start to speak at this time
Could it be related to the last roar when it ordered the Leopard
If that's the case, it's really a blessing in disguise. Su Luo was happy in her heart, and even more forcefully rubbed its little head.
It's great that Xiao Shenlong can speak, which greatly facilitates her gambling. Otherwise, they talk like chickens and ducks, and communication is very inconvenient.
"Girl, seeing that you are so beautiful, you must be lucky. How about trying to cut a piece? Maybe there is really a red spar. This rough stone is not expensive, it's only a gold coin." The middle-aged man saw Su Luo Stop and sell harder.
Su Luo smiled lightly and said, "Since you are so optimistic about this eldest brother, why don't you cut it open and take a look? Maybe it's really a red spar inside, then you'll make a profit."
Although the red spar is the lowest rank among the spar, but the quantity is not much, so the price is not cheap, at least starting from 100 gold coins.
The middle-aged man sighed: "My hand is too dark, it is obvious that others can cut the rough stone from me. I have sold the rough stone for decades, but I can't cut a piece by myself. Is it black or not?"
It's black, and it's very black, and the black ones have no edge.
Su Luo hugged the little dragon, and handed the middle-aged man a gold coin with the other hand: "Okay, that's it, please cut it out, uncle."
The rough stone weighed about ten pounds, and it was inconvenient to carry, so Su Luo's choice was to dissolve the stone on the spot.
Seeing that a deal was made, the middle-aged man was naturally smiling, but he looked at Su Luo with a sad face: "The girl really wants me to cut it? My hands are very dark."
The implication is, don't blame me if you can't cut the spar.
Su Luo smiled and waved his hand at will: "It's okay, if you cut it out, uncle don't take it as his own."
But a red spar, she was not in the mood to cut it.
"How could that be? Look, no, it's written on white paper and black and white, and both the silver and the goods are received." The middle-aged man handed Su Luo a receipt.
Su Luo smiled: "Then let's cut it." Xiao Shenlong said that there were red crystals in it, so it was absolutely right.
The middle-aged man adjusted the orientation of the stone and cut a knife tentatively, and a burst of dust filled the air.
The cut part of the rough stone is still white-gray, and there is no sign of spar.
The middle-aged man looked at his hands, then looked up at Su Luo apologetically.
"It's alright, continue to cut, I trust your luck." Su Luo smiled calmly, with a hint of encouragement in her eyes.
The truth is not to believe in his luck, but to believe in Xiao Shenlong's treasure-hunting ability. This time, when the rough stone comes out, he can also wash his black hands by the way.
At this time, a person suddenly came up to the side, and I saw that he was wearing a cloth robe, with a melon rind cap on his head, and a face with a pointed mouth and monkey cheeks, which was not easy to be with.
He looked at the middle-aged man gloomily, and sneered: "Liu Qi, you still dare to cut the rough stone? Are you not afraid to bring your bad luck to the guests?"
When the words fell, the man who saw the sharp-mouthed monkey cheeks smiled playfully at Su Luo: "This is your first time, girl? You don't know, Liu Qi hasn't cut out spar in this stall for a year, so I know a little bit about it. You won't go to his house to buy it, girl, you've been fooled."
Liu Qi's expression changed slightly, his hand holding the original stone trembled slightly, and he glared at the man—