four and a half year old farm family pet

Chapter 1219 Mrs. Qiao lost

"Mr. Qiao, you must come up with a better pearl to convince the eldest prince!"

"Yes, my whole family is on your back, I can't lose."

Old Mrs. Qiao actually didn't like these words. He looked at the indignant man.

"Bead fighting is a matter between three people. How much you buy at the gambling board outside has nothing to do with Lao Chan. It is not Lao Chan who asked you to buy it! Although Lao Chan was called the God of Beads when he was young, in the end he is just an ordinary person. You might as well control the pearl, if you can't accept it, you shouldn't have made the bet in the first place."

"Now, as you said, can I still survive as an old Lianpo? I don't know how my eyesight will be, but! I only fight for myself."

He likes pearls, and he likes the excitement of fighting pearls even more, even when he is old. He just likes them. If someone uses these as shackles to tie himself up, don't blame him for being rude.

The man who was criticized by Old Mrs. Qiao snorted angrily, but luckily he only bought 5000 taels of silver. This damn old man didn't have any confidence himself, so why should others believe in him?
"Come on, I'm old, please help open the clams." Mr. Qiao handed the pearl clams in his hand to the shopkeeper of the clam gambling stall.

The shopkeeper held the clams in his hands and said respectfully: "Old Master, this is not good. If my luck contaminates the pearls inside, they will be eaten alive! Or should I let someone close to you come?"

"Come on, I didn't open my mouth in Haizhou. No one dared to eat you alive. What kind of pearl is brewing here has already been a foregone conclusion. It will not be changed by anyone's hands, unless you want to do something bad." Old Mrs. Qiao laughed. road.

"Don't dare, don't dare, how dare I do something bad?"

"That's it, let's open the clams. Don't say anything unnecessary.

"Yes……"

The shopkeeper took the clam, pried it open, and quickly returned the clam to Mrs. Qiao without even daring to look inside.

There is no other reason than that I am afraid of being eaten alive.

"You guys are just not brave enough, otherwise you would have made a lot of money long ago. Let me see if my eyesight has deteriorated."

It would be a lie to say that I am not worried. After sitting in this high position for a long time, people are inevitably a little afraid of climbing and falling.

Mr. Qiao slowly opened the pearl clam, pushed aside the flesh, and took out the pearl inside.

Although everyone was prepared and knew that the pearls opened by Mr. Qiao, the God of Pearls, would definitely not be any worse, they were still surprised when they saw this pearl at first sight.

The pearls produced by Mr. Qiao are not particularly big, but they are also round. In terms of size, they are barely enough to be considered top quality.

The strange thing is that this pearl, which is the size of a lotus seed, is white, covered with a layer of light purple. It is as light as clouds and light as shark gauze. It is not dark in color, but it is indeed a pearl. Purple pearl, and the accompanying halo is a rare rose red. In terms of popularity among the public, it must be slightly better than Mr. Qiao.

But the rules of bead fighting cannot be determined based on people's preferences. The lavender pearls are good-looking.

But judging from the rules of bead scoring, no matter in terms of size, luster, color, or rarity, Mrs. Qiao’s pearl cannot compare to Cross’s dark green pearl.

Mr. Qiao knew this and was not discouraged at all. Instead, he pushed the pearl and the 200 million taels of silver notes in front of Cross, clasping his fists and laughing.

"Prince Cross hides his secrets. I admire him. I lost this round."

(End of this chapter)