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

Yang Feng smiled during the live broadcast and said: "The next cut should be able to cut out some ice seeds. After three cuts, there will be no need to cut again. The total value by then should be about 1500 million, and there will be no difference in fluctuations. Too big."

His tone was somewhat confident, seeming to predict the final fate of this stone.

And with two cuts in succession.

Almost exactly as Yang Feng said.

Whether it was the cut water species or the price, it was completely consistent with Yang Feng's guess.

'god! '

'amazing! ’

‘The god of gambling is awesome! Breaking sound! ’

At this moment, all the complicated language in the live broadcast room seemed to have become live broadcast 666 at this time.

This may be the barrage culture of live broadcasts. All the beautiful words in my heart are not as good as "Fuck you, that's awesome!" ’.

The rewards at this time are even more crazy.

No. 1 was quickly occupied by another person.

This guy rewarded a full 30 yuan.

Absolute rich user.

After Yang Feng got through, he didn't expect any surprises.

This is indeed a wealthy man.

The small watch with a big gold chain looks really impressive.

Behind him, there was a jade that was even larger than the store owner's just now.

"Hello God of Gamblers, hehe."

The wealthy man greeted Yang Feng and felt a little proud.

Yang Feng laughed, looked at the stone behind him, and said, "You want me to guess, isn't it the big stone behind him?"

"Yes, I don't plan to open this stone. I just want you, the God of Gamblers, to help me see how valuable this stone is."

The local tycoon seemed to be sincere in his appraisal, and he was not trying to open up the stone.

I guess we have to wait for appreciation.

After hearing this, Yang Feng nodded and said, "This stone looks really good. Did it cost a lot of money?"

"God of Gamblers, guess what."

"It's estimated to cost more than 1000 million."

Yang Feng said.

The wealthy man was shocked and said: "God of Gamblers, you actually guessed it? I did spend more than 1000 million, but this is not the market price. He said the market price is much more than that."

"Well, the appearance of this stone is better than that of the previous shop owner. If it is real wool, it should be sold for at least 3000 million."

There is something in Yang Feng's words.

The audience in the live broadcast room seemed to understand what he meant at this time.

‘What the God of Gamblers means is that this rich man made a loss, right? ’

‘It sounds like we still lost a lot. ’

‘It’s broken, there’s a lot of fun there. ’

These people began to realize that something was wrong.

The rich man also looked ugly at this time and said: "Brother, what do you mean by this?"

"Actually, you should already know it without me having to explain it clearly."

"You said I lost money with this stone?!"

The rich are dissatisfied.

He feels that he should be making money.

Even the reason why he connected with Yang Feng was to show off his stone vision.

But he didn't expect that Yang Feng would give him a blow on the head.

The rich man seemed unhappy and said directly: "Do you know how to gamble on stones? This stone was given to me by a friend in the circle before. With my relationship with him, how could he give me a stone that would make me lose money?" "

"It's normal. Strangers will fool you half the time, but acquaintances will win."

Yang Feng joked.

The rich man was not happy at this time and said angrily: "Do you know my relationship with my friend? I grew up peeing in the mud together. How long did I beg him to finally get this stone? You... …”

"Brother, this stone is made by craftsmanship, can you understand?"

Yang Feng spoke again.

"Impossible! Absolutely impossible! He is not such a person!"

The rich man was angry and said, "I went to Gan with him to transport this stone back. How could it be that the craftsmanship is fake?"

He was confident and his face was filled with anger.

He felt that Yang Feng was insulting the relationship between him and his friends.

In fact, there are many experts in the live broadcast room at this time.

After looking at the stone, they did not see that the stone was fake.

‘Did the God of Gamblers make a mistake? ’

‘You must be teasing him on purpose. ’

‘It’s hard to say, but it seems like this guy’s stone can’t be cut on the spot, so we don’t know what the final result will be. ’

'makes sense. '

In the barrage discussion, these people all felt that this matter was a bit weird.

When the wealthy man saw someone supporting him, he felt a lot more confident. He snorted coldly and said, "Didn't you tell me? If the appraisal is wrong, I'll give you 100 million. Although I don't look down on this little money, I just want to give it to you on the spot today." Cut this stone with a knife!"

"Wow!"

The live room exploded.

Zhao Zhuwei's expressions also changed slightly in the hall.

This guy is serious.

In that case, he is not here to cause trouble.

Zhao Zhuwei immediately looked at Gao Ronghai and asked, "Do you think this stone is real or fake?"

"How can I compare with Brother Feng in my vision? If he says there is a problem, then there must be a problem."

Gao Ronghai said cheerfully.

He is too lazy to think now.

As long as Yang Feng said it, he felt it was correct.

Zhao Zhuwei was a little speechless and said, "Didn't you always gamble with stones before? You should know."

"Well... Anyway, judging from the surface of this gambling stone, there are really no flaws. I don't know what Brother Feng is thinking."

Gao Ronghai muttered.

Lin Xue was also a little confused and said: "He won't be blind, right?"

"No, Brother Feng is not strong enough to be mistaken. There must be some special reason."

Gao Ronghai naturally believed in Yang Feng.

But in the live broadcast room at this time.

The barrage has been very enthusiastic.

The wealthy people on the line were already angry. They brought tools to the scene to cut the stone on the spot.

He looked angry at this time and said: "Since you dare to say that you are the God of Gamblers, then you can tell me, what will I cut out with a knife?"

"Draw a line down the middle and cut it out. The inside should be scrap, and you should be able to understand it by the time it's done."

Yang Feng said lightly.

The rich man was disdainful and said: "You are still pretending to be a fool. When I finish cutting, don't run away with your 100 million."

"Okay, I hope that after you finish cutting, the relationship with your friend will be as good as before."

Yang Feng smiled.

He looked relaxed and showed no signs of nervousness.

The barrage had begun to become lively at this time.

With the new round of stone opening, people in the live broadcast room started making crazy speculations again.

And this time, the rich man seems to trust his friend very much and feels that he cannot deceive him with fake things.

Just when he was about to let someone cut it, an excited voice suddenly came from next to the rich man, saying: "Brother Zong, don't cut it!"

This voice aroused some curiosity among the people in the live broadcast room.

The rich man also turned around at this time and said in surprise: "Old Qi, why are you here? Have you also watched the live broadcast?"