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

"I happen to have time tomorrow. You didn't do any outrageous publicity this time, did you?"

Yang Feng asked suspiciously.

Recalling the last live broadcast, Yang Feng was made a little helpless by that crazy young man.

Liu Qinglan chuckled and said: "Don't worry, this time in addition to the process of identifying rough stones, there is also a special session of answering questions from netizens."

"Question and answer session?"

"Yes, we are collecting questions from netizens. You can see it by looking at the homepage of our company's official website."

Liu Qinglan said.

Yang Feng was a little strange and took out his mobile phone.

The official website of Changhe Jade Trading Company is now well established.

As expected, there is a collection of questions from netizens next to it.

This question uses a like system.

Everyone can ask a question, and then through the likes of netizens, the five questions with the highest likes will be selected for Yang Feng to reply in the live broadcast.

It can be seen that Liu Qinglan should have hired a professional team to design and warm up this live broadcast.

However, Liu Yueyun was very curious. She came over to look at the questions above and said, "Hey, you seem to be quite popular. I think there are more than 10,000 questions."

"Don't you know? The last time Yang Feng broadcast live, there were tens of millions of people in the live broadcast room."

Liu Qinglan chuckled.

When Liu Yueyun heard this number, she was immediately surprised: "So many?"

"No, this time we have spent money to promote it on several big platforms. This time we can reach at least one million people."

Liu Qinglan is very confident.

Liu Yueyun was also surprised and said: "If we bring goods, we can probably bring in hundreds of millions of yuan in one live broadcast."

"But Yang Feng said that he doesn't want to bring the goods yet, so he..."

Before Liu Qinglan finished speaking, she was interrupted by Yang Feng.

"I said you two should stop talking now. Let's just ask what this question is all about? How come it's not a serious question?"

Yang Feng pointed at the phone screen with some depression.

Liu Qinglan took it and took a look, wondering: "Isn't this good?"

"What a fart, which question above is related to stone gambling? The first one asked me if I was married, the second one asked me if I had a partner, the third one asked me how much money I earned, and the fourth one..."

Yang Feng was embarrassed to continue talking.

In addition to asking about family matters, ask yourself how much money you have.

Liu Qinglan spread her hands and said, "This shows that netizens care about you, not to mention there is a serious question behind it, right?"

She pointed to the bottom of the screen.

Yang Feng actually saw a serious problem behind him.

Ask Yang Feng if he intends to participate in the mountain city's stone gambling competition.

In retrospect, Yang Feng had already directly obtained the ticket to the top 32 last time.

You know, that is the grandest competition in the entire stone gambling world.

Mountain City is the most prosperous and origin of stone gambling in China.

If he could get results in that competition, Yang Feng would really become a god of gambling.

But after hearing this, Yang Feng was really hesitant and said, "Would it be too ostentatious to participate in that competition?"

"Brother, you don't have to compete in a big competition now. They call you the God of Gamblers anyway."

Liu Qinglan was speechless.

Yang Feng really fell into deep thought after hearing this.

He always felt that it was not good for him to be too famous.

But at this time, Liu Yueyun next to him was already very curious about him and asked: "Are you really that good at gambling on stones?"

"It's just so-so, a little better than the average person."

"My brother seems to be able to gamble on stones too. I plan to visit him later."

Liu Yueyun touched her chin and said, "By the way, who is the better bettor between you two?"

"This...ask your brother."

Yang Feng didn't say much.

Liu Yueyun chuckled and said, "That will have to wait until I finish reading the novel update that Xiao Shi wrote today."

Several people were talking at home, and the food was ready.

Yang Feng left Liu Qinglan to eat at home.

The smell of delicious food lured Yang Xiaoshi out of the room.

After several people finished eating at home, Liu Yueyun and Liu Qinglan left.

Yang Xiaoshi continued to go back to her room to play games.

Yang Feng, on the other hand, finally had some free time and went to the balcony to look at his own fairy grass.

Yang Feng still doesn't know the function of this fairy grass.

But what Yang Feng knew was that this thing must have an extremely special recovery effect.

Because there is a green aura on it.

"No, I think I've seen this kind of aura before?"

Yang Feng's mind was filled with memories.

He suddenly remembered.

The drink Murong Wan gave herself before seemed to contain this kind of restorative aura.

Could this be the same thing?

Yang Feng suddenly became interested.

He picked off a leaf from the fairy grass, returned to the room, and brewed it with boiling water.

This leaf is not soluble in water.

But those auras seem to be really attracted to the hot water.

After a while, Yang Feng took out the leaves.

This cup of hot water is already full of spiritual energy.

"This is?!"

Yang Feng was immediately overjoyed.

He picked up the glass of water and took a sip.

Water fell down his throat into his belly.

A warm feeling came from within the body.

Yang Feng was a little tired from fighting with others this afternoon.

But now after taking a sip, I feel much more energetic in an instant, and even the spiritual power in my body has recovered slightly.

Yang Feng drank the entire glass of water.

Physical visible recovery.

The previous fatigue was gone.

Instead, he is very energetic and has abundant spiritual power.

"Holy crap, if this thing could be sold, wouldn't I be rich?!"

Yang Feng's eyes suddenly brightened.

Apart from anything else, based on Yang Feng's current understanding, there are many people with superpowers at home and abroad.

These guys are all rich people. If I package this thing as a recovery pill or a powerful pill, no matter how much it sells for, these people will definitely buy it.

"I'm going to get rich again!"

Yang Feng became excited.

In his eyes, he could already see his bright future.

As soon as he thought of this, he immediately ran to his potted fairy grass.

Today's grass jelly has grown to more than 30 centimeters tall.

If this fairy grass is to be made into pills, I am afraid that only a dozen can be made.

But for the price of a pill, Yang Feng had to charge a sky-high price.

After all, it is something that can be recovered quickly in battle, which is almost equal to saving lives.

"First learn to make two elixirs, and then sell them at the auction."

Yang Feng said to himself.

He has figured out a way.

Just do it. After Yang Feng returned to the room, he began to search for how to make pills.

Nowadays, he feels more and more like a magic stick.

But it's certainly a lucrative business.

such a night.

Yang Feng couldn't sleep at all.

Until about nine o'clock the next morning.

Only then did Yang Feng finally stretch out on the floor of the hall.

On the coffee table in front of him, there were two black pills.

Some other common Chinese medicines were added to these two pills to confuse the audience.

Yang Feng pounded all the medicinal materials, heated them with honey, and finally refined them into the size of his little finger.

This is actually the traditional Chinese medicine alchemy process.

When Yang Feng was achieving great success, Yang Xiaoshi came out of the room.

"Brother, I'm hungry."

Yang Xiaoshi rubbed her sleepy eyes.