Ten Billion Ranch: Breaking Up at the Beginning

Ning Mo didn't know that he had fallen into Xiao He's trap.

Excessive self-confidence made him proud.

It looks like a...

gorilla.

I have to say that Zhang Linger's description is still very accurate.

He proudly raised his head that hadn't fully evolved yet.

So he pretended to be inscrutable and said to Xiao He:

"If you have any questions, just ask!"

"In terms of ancient culture, if I don't brag or criticize, my attainments are very high!"

The smile in the corner of Xiao He's eyes almost reached deep into his eyes.

This old thing will really give itself gold.

But it's okay, real gold is not afraid of fire.

In a short while, he let this scrap of copper and iron show his original shape!

Using the portal, he took out a small piece of wood and placed it in front of Ning Mo.

Xiao He opened his mouth and said in a very humble tone:
"Old Ning, I got this piece of wood by accident, but I haven't researched what it is."

"Why don't you show it?"

Xiao He's attitude was respectful.

No matter who it is, they won't feel that he is playing tricks.

Ning Mo obviously didn't see this at first.

But he also looked down on what Xiao He brought.

The reason couldn't be simpler.

In his eyes, Xiao He is just a poor boy.

I have nothing, what good things can I come up with?
The wrong judgment made Ning Mo careless in identifying what Xiao He brought.

After just a quick glance, he quickly made a judgment.

"It's just an ordinary stone, nothing unusual."

There was arrogance in Ning Mo's tone.

Xiao He was not angry either.

Instead, he made a look of sudden realization and said:
"Ah, it turned out to be just an ordinary stone. It's a pity that I have kept it precious for so long."

"My eyes are dull, my eyes are dull. Mr. Feng, let me give you this as a souvenir!"

Xiao He put the things in Feng Lao's hands.

At first, Feng Lao didn't quite understand what kind of medicine was sold in Xiao He's gourd.

But when Xiao He put the black thing that looked like a donkey dung egg into his palm.

A feeling of icy cold is instantly moistened.

It also succeeded in causing surprise to appear in Feng Lao's eyes.

This is……

Is this...

This is really...

Old Feng was too excited to say anything.

The eyes looking at Xiao He were full of surprises.

Xiao He in front of him smiled slightly and nodded at him.

This completely handed things over to Feng Lao's hands.

Then sighed wryly:
"At first I thought it was some kind of treasure! After all, this wood was salvaged from the bottom of the sea when my grandfather went to sea 20 years ago."

"When it first came out, it smelled so fragrant, and it was quite hard!"

Xiao He spoke word by word.

Ning Mo next to him felt that something was wrong the more he heard it.

and many more!

This thing is a piece of wood?
And it was salvaged from the deep sea?
When it was unearthed, it smelled strange?
This describes...

Why does it sound a bit like gloomy wood?

Ning Mo murmured in his heart.

His eyes couldn't help but sneak a look at Feng Lao's hands.

The more you look at that warm and jade-like, stiff-as-stone little thing, the more it looks like a gloomy wood.

Ning Mo felt that itch in his heart.

A broken stone is worthless.

But for a piece of gloomy wood, the price is more than priceless!

But it's not easy for him to directly ask for another look.

After all, at the beginning, he was the one who said that this thing was a broken rock.

I can only forcefully suppress this energy in my heart.

Thinking about going out after dinner later, he tried to find a way to ask Feng Lao to come over and have a look at it.

But Feng Lao is not as good as his wish.

Just when Ning Mo's heart was itching as if thousands of little ants were crawling over it.

Feng Lao, who was holding the pitch-black thing, suddenly said:

"Ah! Why is this thing so cold? It's like ice!"

What the hell!

Ning Mo's eyeballs almost popped out.

With both hands firmly clasped on the left and right armrests, he resisted the urge to get up directly.

But even so, his gaze still seemed to be glued to Feng Lao's palm.

He couldn't bear to move away for a moment.

Feng Lao continued to play with the gadget in his hand.

That caressing movement seemed to be tugging at Ning Mo's heartstrings.

Finally, Feng Lao spoke again, and seriously said to Xiao He in front of him:

"Mr. Xiao, don't blame me for talking too much."

"When I came across your thing just now, I wasn't quite sure."

"But after hearing what you said about his origin, why do I think this thing looks so gloomy wood?"

!!!

As soon as Feng Lao's words fell, the hearts of most people present were instantly stirred up.

Then all of them stretched their necks, and looked hard at Feng Lao's palm.

Everyone knows that the price of agarwood is not low.

The furniture and handicrafts made from this are even more difficult to find.

But if this thing is compared to agarwood.

Not even a shoe lifter!
Let's put it this way, the money to buy a set of agarwood furniture.

If you can buy a chair of gloomy wood, you are already making a solid profit.

It is enough to see the high value of gloomy wood!
Although the piece in Feng Lao's hand is not that big.

But if it is really a serious gloomy wood.

this value...

Break the sky!
There were fanatical expressions on everyone's faces.

If it is not bound by identity.

It is estimated that it has already jumped on it.

Xiao He also noticed the reactions of everyone present.

There was no panic or discomfort on his face.

Instead, he pretended to be very surprised, and said to Feng Lao:

"No way? Old Feng, don't make fun of me with this kind of thing!"

"The price of this gloomy wood is huge!"

Xiao He seemed to really not know, with surprise on his face and at a loss.

After a long while, he couldn't help but say:
"Actually, when my grandfather went to sea, he salvaged more than that."

"The old man asked someone to make a wooden bed and a pair of chairs. These are just the leftovers."

"If this thing is gloomy wood..."

Xiao He has not been able to say the latter words yet.

The people present were almost boiling.

What the hell!

What the hell!

Did they hear it right?
Xiao Hona still has a lot of these things?

Is this just scraps?

Nana...

Everyone can hardly control their inner tumbling emotions.

Someone finally couldn't hold back anymore, swallowed a mouthful of saliva and said:
"Old Feng, can you lend me this thing?"

Feng Lao subconsciously glanced at Xiao He beside him.

Although it is for show, this thing is still Xiao He's in essence.

How to deal with it, Xiao He has absolute decision-making power.

Feng Lao will never be so confused that he will cross the distance to help deal with it.

Xiao He nodded slightly.

Feng Lao responded generously:

"of course can!"

Then put the thing into the hand of the person who opened the mouth.

It was a middle-aged man who spoke.

He first wiped his hands on his sleeves.

Only then did he respectfully take that donkey dung from Old Feng's hand.

Hold it in your hand and examine it carefully.

In the next second, tears flowed down directly!