Chapter 127: Teacher Horton Panics

At the same time, the whole street was buzzing with rumors.

"Haha! Yipin Pavilion lost a lot of money. It was severely slapped in the face by a child. It is currently expected to lose at least this amount!"

The clerk of Wanshifang across the street held up three fingers and gloated.

"Three million?"

An old customer said.

"Tsk! The goods from ten gardens are worth three million?" The clerk curled his lips in disdain.

"Thirty million?" The old customer was shocked.

The clerk still shook his head.

"Ah! Is it three hundred million?" The old customer stood up from the chair and accidentally knocked over the teacup.

The shop assistant smiled happily: "This is just a conservative estimate. Their stone yield rate is only 3 or 4 percent!"

"Do you know what this means?"

The old customer suddenly said: "Are you saying that Yipin Pavilion is going to close down?"

"Hahaha! With such a low stone yield rate, will you go to gamble?"

"..."

At the same time, Teacher Horton was explaining magic to students in the classroom in a vivid way.

He turned his eyes inadvertently and saw the butler of Yipin Pavilion jumping up and down outside the classroom door.

"Huh? Did something big happen in Yipin Pavilion?"

Horton put down his textbook and walked out of the classroom. When he finished listening to the butler's story, his brows were tightly locked together.

"Two children, two young men?"

"What's the point of asking me for this? Can't the treasure appraiser come forward?"

The butler whispered nervously: "I'm afraid of the worst, don't I want to hear your opinion!"

Horton understood what the butler meant. Regardless of winning or losing, he wanted to do these four young masters.

"Well, you decide!"

Horton was about to turn around, but he seemed to think of something and turned around to ask again.

"Have you found out their origins? What do they look like?"

"I found out clearly. They are not from any family in the imperial capital. They are probably from outside."

"Oh!"

Horton nodded with relief, and then when he heard the butler describe the appearance of the four people, he suddenly shuddered.

"You mean that kid is acting mature and always likes to put his hands in his sleeves?"

"There is also a fierce-looking black-faced man beside him?"

The housekeeper said "yes" twice in a row in surprise.

Why was the second master so shocked?

"It's bad! It's bad!"

"Zhang Xing must have brought the black dragon to seek revenge!"

"I didn't expect this kid to have such a strong desire for revenge!"

"No, I have to go and see..."

Leaving the housekeeper standing there in a daze, Horton hurried downstairs.

At this time, Zhang Xing and his men came to the outside of a spacious room.

"Go and lift out the rough stones inside!"

Gill ordered the four guards.

A total of six rough stones as tall as a person were lifted out.

"The old rules, each person chooses a piece, and the one with the higher value wins!"

"But the loser must hand over the money he won from the store."

"Similarly, if I lose, I will pay you the same amount of money!"

"If it's a tie, we'll continue the competition."

"You can also choose not to accept it, but you will be banned from entering this street from now on, and our people will not guarantee your safety!"

The shopkeeper next to Jill, who had been silent, spoke up.

Zhang Xing opened his small fan with a swish and fanned it twice.

"Jinbao, do you see what's going on?"

"Master, there's no sign of cheating, but there's nothing in these six stones."

"Nothing? Impossible? How could old man Jill treat these broken stones as treasures?"

"Master, you don't know, these six stones are half-lived stones buried deep near the mine."

"No matter how you look at the appearance, they are not ordinary things. Even the most powerful appraiser can't guarantee whether there are priceless jades inside."

"Then what can you see?"

"Master, do you doubt my Jinbao's treasure hunting ability? Just listen to my choice later!" Jinbao raised his little head proudly.