When it was exposed in public, Wu Di's face was also blue and purple.?¤                                                                                                                     

However, Wu Di was indeed sophisticated and bowed directly, "Old man, I was fooled by me. Tomorrow I will definitely give one in person."

Mr. An also smiled generously and said, "You are still young and being deceived is normal. You are accused of being trained."

"Old man, I see Rongrong has raised a lot of rabbits. Let's eat this radish for those rabbits." Chu Feng said.

Since he wants to slap in the face, he will be slapping hard. Anyway, he has offended him, so he doesn't mind being slapping him to death. What's more, with Chu Feng's current ability, what's so scary about him?

When Wu Di heard Chu Feng's words, his fists were clenched tightly, and his eyes flashed with anger.

The ginseng I gave was indeed fake, but it was not a radish, but also a ginseng. But Chu Feng said that he would use this ginseng to feed the rabbit.

Mr. Zhuang also said, "I think this is right. Radishes are used to feed rabbits. If you eat them, you can't digest them. Let the younger generation do these things."

Mr. Zhuang obviously wants to support Chu Feng to the end tonight.

When Mr. An heard Mr. Zhuang's words, he went straight to the scene and said, "Then let the young people do it themselves."

It is definitely not the case for his birthday party, and it is true that Mr. Zhuang’s suggestion allows him to step down.

Everything has been like this, and Wu Di has no face left, and he only left with Liu Tianming in a grim manner.

"Old man An, what I gave you is a real guy, but whether you can get it depends on your eyesight and luck."

After Mr. Zhuang finished speaking, he did not forget to look at Chu Feng specifically and said, "Boy, if you dare to talk too much later, be careful that old man, I will turn against you."

Chu Feng hurriedly said, "Don't worry, Mr. Zhuang, I will never talk too much.?"

Mr. Zhuang nodded with satisfaction, and then ordered people to carry more than ten pieces of wool.

"Old Man An is my treasure. There are priceless jadeites and solid stones. Whether to choose jadeite or stone depends on your own life." Mr. Zhuang said proudly.

As soon as these wool materials were brought up, Chu Feng stared at one of his wool materials and stared at them, because the spiritual energy of this wool materials was too strong, and if they absorbed it by themselves, it would be of great benefit.

"Grandpa Zhuang, you are playing a scoundrel. You know that my grandfather doesn't understand these things, but you deliberately make things difficult for my grandfather. If my grandfather really chose stones, wouldn't there be nothing left?" An Rongrong stood up and stood up for her grandfather.

Mr. Zhuang laughed and said, "So it depends on your grandfather's life. If you choose a stone, you can only blame him for his bad luck."

After hearing Mr. Zhuang's words, Mr. An also smiled and said, "I said Mr. Zhuang, I brought you a real and fake antique back then. This year, you gave me a real and fake wool material, and you learned it quite quickly."

On the birthday of Zhuang Lao Da, Mr. An used the same technique to make a few authentic and fake famous paintings.

As a result, Mr. Zhuang chose a fake painting, which made Mr. Zhuang disgusted for several years, and finally had the opportunity to take revenge this year.

An Rongrong looked at Chu Feng staring at the stone, stabbed Chu Feng, and whispered, "Grandpa Zhuang won't let you speak. Do you understand this? Please help my grandpa pick it."

Chu Feng nodded and said, "I do understand a little, but I can't do anything if Mr. Zhuang doesn't let me speak."

An Rongrong was a little anxious and said, "You think of a way, don't let my grandfather make a fool of himself. At worst, I'll give you food to you in the future."

When Chu Feng heard this, he smiled evilly and said, "You really give me food down there."

At this time, An Rongrong had time to think about these things, so she nodded directly and said, "Yeah! I keep my word, I will only give you food in the future."

Chu Fengxin was so ecstatic that he nodded directly and said, "Okay!"

After agreeing, Chu Feng was also the same, saying, "Old Zhuang, I came here today, and I happened to borrow flowers to offer Buddha. I chose one, and I will count the birthday gift I gave to Mr. An. I chose it to count my luck. How about choosing it? If I don't have this life?"

Mr. Zhuang laughed and scolded, "You boy is indeed a hero and sad to be a beauty. Don't think that my eyes are blurred. I didn't see where you and An Rongrong are. I whispered to plot against me. You can choose, but I also have a condition. If you want to choose, I already know your ability. Only in this way can you leave it to fate."

He chose this without eyes, and An Rongrong immediately protested, saying, "Grandpa Zhuang, you are foolish."

Mr. Zhuang said, "I gave the things to your grandfather. I have the right to make rules if anyone wants to choose except your grandfather. How can I be fooled?"

“…”

An Rongrong was also helpless, and she stood there cutely with her pink cheeks.

"Yes!" Chu Feng agreed directly.

Chu Feng did not see it by his eyes, but judged it through the induction of spiritual energy.

Soon someone gave the black cloth, and Chu Feng blindfolded his eyes directly, and was then taken to the front of the wool by An Rongrong.

"You must touch it well." An Rongrong whispered to Chu Feng.

Chu Feng smiled slightly and said, "I'm still waiting for you to eat for me."

After saying that, Chu Feng also touched a piece directly and said, "This one."

Seeing that Chu Feng had chosen so quickly, An Rongrong said anxiously, "If you choose well, you can't be so hasty."

Mr. Zhuang looked at the piece Chu Feng chose, the grey wool material, and frowned, saying, "Are you sure it's this?"

Chu Feng nodded and said, "I'm sure."

Although this piece of dusty wool was also made from the old pit, everyone concluded that it was a piece of waste stone and there was nothing inside.

"Is this kid helping Old Man An eliminate the wrong answer?" Zhuang Laoxin also muttered.

Chu Feng took off his blindfold and said, "Old Zhuang, I'm sure about this, let's untie it."

"good!"

Mr. Zhuang agreed and asked someone to calcify the stone on the spot.

Soon the stone skin was peeled off layer by layer, and a dazzling red light also surged.

"It's Hong Fei!"

"The cockscomb red! It turns out to be the cockscomb red!"

A sharp-eyed person also recognized the grade of this red jade at a glance.

The price of red jade is generally green, but the price is much cheaper, but the best red jade is the same price. For example, if the water type is better and the size is larger, the price will be difficult to estimate.

"Ice type, red jade, cockscomb red!"

When the wool was completely untied, everyone finally saw the whole picture of the fist-sized red jade.

This is a piece of jade with very delicate texture and very well-watered head.

The price of such a piece is at least five million before it is carved into an object.

Chu Feng picked up this piece of red jade and said with a smile, "Old Zhuang is my luck this time, this is a birthday gift for Mr. An. I will give you the money for the wool."

Old Zhuang looked dark and said, "Who wants your gross money? Are you going to destroy the old man?"

Mr. An said a priceless red jade, and he was in a good mood, saying, "Old Man Zhuang, why are you competing with a young man? You're so ungraceful. At worst, I can choose a stone to make you happy."

"Go! Go! Go! Old man doesn't need you to make me happy. I know it's not good to touch this little guy." Old Zhuang also looked depressed.

Originally, he was going to disgust An Lao, but unexpectedly he was disturbed by Chu Feng.

Of course, everyone's attention was not on the body of An Lao and Zhuang Lao, but on Chu Feng's body.

A piece of priceless red jade said it was given to someone, but they didn't even blink their eyelids. They didn't have such courage.

"Since you don't want the money for terrible materials, why don't you give me another bonus? If you choose terrible materials in the future, just speak!" Chu Feng also said.

When Mr. Zhuang heard this, his eyes lit up and said, "You are serious."

Chu Feng nodded and said, "Of course it's true."

"Okay! Then you go and choose the top of your own." Mr. Zhuang said generously.

Chu Feng walked to the fist-sized piece of wool that he had long seen, grabbed the wool and said, "Old man, I want this."

Of course, Mr. Zhuang didn't know that Chu Feng had chosen the best one early, so he just thought that Chu Feng knew how to advance and retreat. He deliberately chose a small one, and nodded, saying, "Okay! I'll give this to you."

After a storm, the name Chu Feng is destined to spread in the Dongjiang River tonight. Many people will definitely investigate Chu Feng's origin.

An Rongrong stood next to Chu Feng and said with satisfaction, "You performed well."

Chu Feng whispered, "Then you can eat it down there for me in the future."

"certainly……"

An Rongrong was about to agree, but when she saw Chu Feng's eyes staring at her skirt, her pretty face turned red, and she instantly understood what was going on. She also pinched Chu Feng very secretly and said, "You hooligan! Big bad guy! Ignore you in the future!"

Chu Feng and An Rongrong were flirting here, while Wu Di and Liu Tianming were covered with clouds. Liu Tianming's face was covered with beads of sweat the size of beans, and he was kneeling on the ground with his head down.
Chapter completed!