Martial arts long journey

Chapter 82 Calligraphy and Painting in the Stone
Seeing that Zhou Yan seemed to be very interested in gambling on stones, Shang Yinli couldn't help but stepped forward, and suggested with a chuckle: "Since Mr. Zhou is interested, why don't you try it yourself, maybe you might be able to get a prize." What kind of martial arts skills, rare treasures!"

Shang Yinli didn't think that Zhou Yan could directly sell any valuable items among the martial stones sold in Xiushifang, she just hoped that the Qizhen Wanbao Pavilion could earn more money.

Although after Zhou Yan bought that ingenious Zhuangyuan pen, the Qizhen Wanbao Pavilion could earn a lot of red gold, but which businessman would dislike himself for earning more money.

Although the Red Leaf Merchant Alliance is also the top martial arts force in the Jianghu martial arts world, the Red Leaf Merchant Alliance still cannot escape the word Shang after all.

Shang Yinli, as the deacon of the third floor of His Majesty Qizhen Wanbao in Sui'an Mansion under the Red Leaf Merchant Alliance, she is of course a businessman to the letter.

Now that Zhou Yan, a high-flyer who can easily spend nearly a hundred taels of pure gold, comes to his door, Shang Yinli naturally wants to make a lot of money.

The number one scholar pen that was sold just now was just a one-shot deal after all, so how could it be worth this Xiushifang, which has a lot of money and is like a gold-selling cave.

Therefore, Shang Yinli was naturally extremely hopeful that Xiushifang, which was full of opportunities, could seduce Zhou Yan, but Zhou Yan's reaction was destined to disappoint Shang Yinli.

No matter who they are, they are very willing to work in lively places, let alone Zhou Yan who has been in the deep mountains and old forests for more than two months.

However, although Zhou Yan was very curious about the stone gambling, he was self-aware.

Zhou Yan had never gambled on stones before. First, he didn't have rich experience, and second, he didn't have keen eyesight.

In addition, Zhou Yan couldn't be sure about his current luck, so he naturally wouldn't waste dozens of taels of gold for nothing.

Even though these dozens of taels of gold are nothing more than a drop in the bucket for Zhou Yan who holds hundreds of nearly a thousand taels of pure gold, he is not going to give it to the Qizhen Wanbao Pavilion for nothing.

"Then go and have a look!"

However, in order to avoid embarrassing Shang Yinli, Zhou Yan did not directly reject Shang Yinli's proposal, but only heard him say with a light smile.

Then, he took the lead and walked towards the most crowded place in Xiushifang.

When Zhou Yanxing got there, he happened to see the most critical scene of the stone betting journey, which was cutting the martial stone.

However, he saw a young martial artist in heavy attire, clenched his fists, and stared at a martial stone on the platform in front of him with full attention.

"Up! Up! Up!"

At the same time, the young warrior was still shouting, praying that the martial stone could produce some martial arts skills, rare treasures and other valuable items.

Beside the young warrior, there were also many onlookers who joined in the fun.

On the opposite side of the young martial artist, I saw a middle-aged stone cutter with a strong figure, who was carefully rubbing and cutting the martial stone on the table with the file in his hand.

As if affected by the tense atmosphere here, Zhou Yan couldn't help but hold his breath, quietly watching the martial stone gradually reveal the mystery hidden inside.

With the continuous flying of stone chips, the martial stone was rubbed smaller and smaller by the middle-aged stonecutter.

There is even a corner of paper faintly revealed, but I don't know if it is a secret book of exercises or something else.

"Cultivation method! Cultivation method! Cultivation method!"

At the same time, the young warrior's expression also became more tense, and he prayed with a flushed face.

However, after the original face of that corner of the paper was completely revealed, the rosy complexion of the young warrior suddenly turned pale.

Because that corner of the paper is not a martial arts secret book at all, it's just an ordinary calligraphy and painting.

The young warrior picked up the calligraphy and painting, and looked at it carefully.

But no matter how he looked at it, the calligraphy and painting were nothing more than ordinary calligraphy and painting, perhaps because it was made tens of thousands of years ago, it had a little value.

However, it is almost completely different from the secrets of the exercises he thought before.

"Tch, I thought I could get something good out of it, but it turns out it's just a piece of worthless torn paper!"

"Forget it, Yao Laosan, you better not gamble with stones, you don't have that kind of luck at all."

"Third brother, listen to my brother's words, don't waste the gold you have earned so hard, the gold you have wasted over the years is enough for you to buy a book of exercise secrets!"

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The moment Wu Shi was completely cut, there was an uproar among those crowd watching and joining in the fun.

There were voices of ridiculing the young warrior, and voices of dissuading the young warrior with good words.

After hearing the voice of the onlookers, Yao Qing, the third son of Yao, did not feel any anger at all.

In the end, he just picked up the calligraphy and painting silently and dejectedly, and squeezed out of the crowd, but he bumped headfirst into Zhou Yan and Shang Yinli.

"The villain has seen Miss Shang!"

As soon as he saw Shang Yinli, Yao Qing seemed to have grasped the last straw, and he quickly bowed and said: "The villain dares to ask Miss Shang to palm her eyes, and look at this picture." How much silver can calligraphy and painting be worth!"

At this moment, Yao Qing no longer hoped that there would be any mystery hidden in the calligraphy and painting, as long as he could get his money back, it would be considered a great fortune among misfortunes.

You must know that the lowest reserve price of the martial stones sold in Xiushifang is worth tens of taels of gold.

Yao Qing spent nearly a hundred taels of gold to purchase the Wushi that produced this calligraphy and painting. It was the hard-earned money he earned by working hard for a whole year.

"Bring it!"

Hearing Yao Qing's voice, Shang Yinli did not refuse, but she stretched out her right hand, which was as white as Wen Yu, and said lightly.

"My villain, thank you Miss Shang!"

Yao Qing didn't dare to be negligent, and hurriedly presented the calligraphy and painting to Shang Yinli with both hands.

"It's not written by a famous artist, but after all, this is a calligraphy and painting tens of thousands of years ago, so it can add some value, about 500 taels!"

Shang Yinli flipped through the calligraphy and painting casually, and after confirming that it was an ordinary calligraphy and painting, he gave a fair price with a smile.

However, when Shang Yin was looking at the calligraphy and painting, Zhou Yan, who was standing not far from her, also looked at the calligraphy and painting carefully.

Following that, a look of surprise and uncertainty flashed through the depths of Zhou Yan's eyes without a trace.

(End of this chapter)