Chapter 110 [045] This Is the Real Leak (2)

Everyone looked at him with contempt!

"Boss Gao, I have already made a clear transaction with you just now. These scraps already belong to me, not yours. Everyone can testify." Yang Zimei said indifferently.

"You know that this waste contains jade, so you lied to me to buy it for 2,000 yuan, and then you make a lot of money." Gao Youcai shouted unwillingly.

"I know that this waste contains jade? How do I know? Even if I know, what can you do? Did I use any indiscriminate means to make you sell this waste to me?" Yang Zimei sneered.

"..."

Gao Youcai was at a loss for words, always feeling suspicious, but he didn't know what was suspicious.

The crowd booed again.

Yang Zimei ignored him and continued to grind out all the Mo Fei on her hand. It was actually the size of a baby's fist. After washing it with water, it was the kind of ink that was close to darkness.

She was overjoyed. She remembered reading in ancient books that Mo Fei has an extreme effect of warding off evil spirits. It can avoid the interference of negative energies, and can strongly dissolve negative energies. Putting it at home is the best guardian jade in life!

The most important thing is that it can play a great auxiliary role in the cultivation of people's vitality.

Of course, we rarely see Mo Fei, but relatively cheap obsidian also has the same effect. You can wear an obsidian bracelet, but it must be worn on the right hand, and its original negative energy should be purified before wearing it. Or the memory of the last owner, the way to purify it was to sunbathe it before noon, but not to sunbathe.

"It's actually a glass type of ink jade!"

Everyone looked at Mo Fei in her hand with extreme envy.

"Miss Yang, is this piece of ink Fei for sale?" a person asked aloud, "I can ask for five million."

Yang Zimei shook his head, "I won't buy it no matter how much money I have, I'll keep it for myself, I'm sorry."

When Gao Youcai saw that he had lost five million things like this, he felt like he wanted to kill someone.

He glared at Yang Zimei angrily and left Yushixuan sullenly.

Yang Zimei put Mo Fei away, so she no longer went to pick the wool material, but sat on the side and watched everyone dissolving stones.

Song Xuan sat beside her and stared at her for a while without speaking.

"Mr. Song, don't you choose wool?" Yang Zimei said, breaking the silence.

"I didn't see anyone with a good eye today, so I won't bet anymore."

"Thanks to Mr. Song, I've had great luck today."

"Xiaomei, do you have a special ability?" Song Xuan couldn't help asking.

Yang Zimei smiled, "I don't have any special abilities, I'm just a little more sensitive to the external magnetic field."

Song Xuan gave her a deep look, and Yang Zimei suddenly noticed that his marriage line was slightly longer, and said with a smile, "Congratulations to Mr. Song!"

"Why is there joy?" Song Xuan asked inexplicably.

"Mr. Song is about to get married soon, remember to invite me to a wedding wine." Yang Zimei stared at him for a while, and found that the person he was marrying was the gentle and demure woman in his previous life who was in harmony with him, but, This time period has been delayed by ten years.

"Really?" Song Xuan's tone was a bit sad.

In the past few days, his parents have been urging him to get married, even at the cost of death. Moreover, he also wanted to make Yang Zimei feel more comfortable with him, so that she would not be alienated because of his feelings for her, so he agreed to the marriage, Although he has only met each other once.

"Well, Mr. Song, she is your destined wife, you will be happy." Yang Zimei nodded.

Song Xuan pursed his lips, and a trace of sadness flashed across his eyes.

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