Chapter 175

When the last knife fell, the original stone was completely separated.

The people saw that what was in the small stone pit was actually a rotten butterfly.

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Everyone looked confused.

butterfly?

Fossils!

"Hahaha." Zhu Tianbao laughed, "Ye Fan, I have to say, I'm surprised to cut out a butterfly. It's also worth saying. It's just a pity that it's not of much value. Of course, it's OK to make a handicraft or specimen."

"No!"

Suddenly, Xiao Li shouted.

This made the atmosphere suddenly tight. Is there a reversal?

His eyes fixed on the butterfly one after another, and Xiao Li's throwing knife was the closest one. His pupils contracted sharply and his lips trembled:

"Wings... Moving? Yes, it's alive!"

It's like verifying Xiao Li's throwing knife. The rotten butterfly flew up.

It was a sensation.

Everyone can't believe it, living butterfly?

Cut out the living creature!

"This......" it's the first time that Zhu Tianbao has heard that his scalp is numb and he cuts out a living creature. It's simply unreasonable.

"Fly, really fly."

"My God!"

"I saw a miracle, a miracle."

The onlookers were cheering.

All eyes stared at the dancing butterfly and seemed to feel the call from countless years ago.

"Poof!"

But the next second, the butterfly disappeared.

Disappeared.

"Hahaha, I laughed to death. I thought I had cut out a living creature. In fact, it was an illusion. Now it has disappeared and has no value at all."

Zhu Tianbao smiled forward and backward.

"Ye Fan, you lost after all!"

"Not yet."

Xiao Li said with a flying knife.

Zhu Tianbao's face was sulky, and Yu Jingtong shouted angrily, "Lao Li, you don't speak, and no one treats you as a mute."

"I can't help but say, because..." Xiao Li Feidao broke off half of the raw stone and dropped the small sheepskin roll.

"Besides the butterfly, a sheepskin roll was cut out."

"What!"

Zhu Tianbao's eyes were wide open.

Ye Fan said, "Master Li, open it."

"OK."

Xiao Li Feidao is also very excited. It's the first time he has cut this kind of thing after cutting the original stone for so many years.

Sheepskin rolls?

Ten centimeters long, rolled up, finger thickness.

Is it a treasure map?!

Indeed, Xiao Li threw out the sheepskin roll with a flying knife and gave it to Ye Fan. He solemnly said, "everyone, from the content of the sheepskin roll, it's a treasure map."

"Fart."

"Master Tianbao, I guarantee with my head that there is no need to say anything." Xiao Li Feidao is very serious.

Zhu Tianbao immediately choked.

Ye Fan shook the sheepskin roll to the people, so that the face did have the content. The specific Ye Fan would certainly not let them see it.

Put away the sheepskin roll, Ye Fan said with a smile: "the stone cutting is over, but the result may be controversial."

"Of course, the butterfly you cut out is a fart. As for the treasure map, who knows whether it is fictional. Unless you can find the treasure through the treasure map, I will be convinced of my loss. Now, hum, there is no argument for winning or losing." Zhu Tianbao explained.

"Yes, now I don't know if the treasure map can find the treasure. It may be a worthless map. How can I win Master Tianbao?" Xu Guang and Yu Jie shouted in unison.

Mao Jialan and Yu Jingtong also agreed.

Ye Fan sneered. Unexpectedly, these people are so shameless.

Suddenly, Meng Qingyi took the sheepskin roll in Ye Fan's hand, walked forward and said solemnly, "Miss Mao, master Tianbao, and all of you present, please see, the texture of this sheepskin roll is obviously chronological, one or two thousand years ago."

"So what?"

Mao Jialan disdains it.

Meng Qingyi said, "Miss Mao, the sheepskin roll more than a thousand years ago is an antique in itself. It is very valuable."

In a word, it makes maojia blue.

Zhu Tianbao's eyelids jumped wildly.

The corners of Ye Fan's mouth rose. Listening to Meng Qingyi, he continued, "this sheepskin scroll itself is valuable. Besides, it's a treasure map. Maybe you can find a treasure. It's priceless. I think Master Zhu's Bronze pen should not be comparable to the sheepskin scroll, let alone the broken pen."

"Clever words and expressions, nonsense." Zhu Tianbao was furious, pointing to Meng Qingyi and scolding him angrily.

"Master Tianbao, let me say a fair word."

An old man came out.

The onlookers made a commotion and only heard the old man introduce himself: "my husband Qiu Deyang is a collector and a master of gambling. He is also famous in the gambling and collection circles of Changning."

"What the girl said just now, the value of the sheepskin scroll itself has exceeded the bronze broken pen, and the treasure map in it has a chance to find the treasure. Maybe it is the tomb of ancient princes, ministers and even emperors."

"So master Tianbao, you lost!"

Qiu Deyang is a famous collector in Changning. He belongs to Taishan Beidou. His words still have weight.

The onlookers were also whispering.

Meng Qingyi added a fire and said strangely, "Master Zhu, in full view of the public, do you want to be naughty? It will humiliate your identity. If it is sent to the provincial capital, I'm afraid it will make people laugh."

Suddenly, Zhu Tianbao blushed.

In order to win a victory and ruin his reputation, this is a losing business. Of course, he can't be so stupid.

So Zhu Tianbao gritted his teeth, "I lost, Ye Fan, you're fine!"

"Miss Mao, I'm sorry."

Zhu Tianbao finished and left in a hurry.

He knew that Mao Jialan must be furious. He stayed to worry about being affected. He didn't go at this time.

Ye Fan laughed and said, "sister, take the things cut by Zhu Tianbao. It's our booty."

The rules of the gambling world:

Whatever the loser cuts out, it belongs to the winner.

in other words.

Ye Fan not only won one billion yuan, but Zhu Tianbao's Bronze broken pen, a fist sized top-grade jade and a top-grade jade are all his.

Plus two pieces of the best jade with the size of a palm cut by yourself, as well as priceless sheepskin rolls

Ye Fan's worth is unknown.

Meng Qingyi's five daughters were stunned.

This is, get rich overnight? It's incredible.

The onlookers envied, envied and hated.

"Miss Mao, these three bank cards belong to me." Ye Fan grabbed the bank card and pasted a password strip on it.

"You!"

Mao Jialan vomited blood.

Xu Zhenglong and Xu Guang's father and son were pale and dizzy.

The Xu family lent 300 million, so they lost in vain. Ask Mao Jialan for the money?

You're kidding!

With Mao Jialan's temperament, how can you repay these three hundred million.

"Pa."

Xu Zhenglong slapped Xu Guang and didn't say a word. Even Mao Jialan ignored it. Thunder left the scene angrily.

"Dad, Dad..."

Xu Guang stumbled out.

Yu Jingtong and Yu Jie's father and son are two pairs of eleven. Thinking of the group of people outside the beach, they know that Mao Jialan can't let Ye Fan go. There must be a big war.

They didn't want to get involved in the muddy water. They said goodbye to Mao Jialan and left in a hurry.

"Sister, let's go."

Ye Fan said hello, looked at Qiu Deyang and Xiao Li Feidao, and said with a smile, "guys, I've written down your kindness. This is my phone. You can call me if you have anything."

Looking at the back of Ye Fan and his party, Qiu Deyang glanced at the angry Mao Jialan and sighed quietly.

"One billion is not so easy to take. I hope you can tide over this difficulty tonight."

The other side.

Xiao Li Feidao quickly cleaned up the stall and left here quietly