"Little Chen, this rough stone has both popping porcelain fissures and gray moss. How did you think to buy it?" After hearing Chu Chen's explanation, Li Guodong asked curiously.
Chu Chen pointed to a spot and said, "Although the direction of the python patterns and pine flowers was interrupted by a popping porcelain fissure, look closely. It actually didn't affect the direction below much. And judging by the nature of popping porcelain fissures, I don't think the overall impact will be too great. With good luck, it might not have any impact at all."
"Besides, the gray moss on this piece is fairly concentrated, and its position is just right. It hasn't affected the python patterns or pine flowers. So, in terms of its gambling potential, I think this rough stone is still quite good. I also did the calculations. Unless we're extraordinarily unlucky, judging from the window's performance, we should at least break even."
"Brother Chu, how much do these two rough stones cost?" Wen Yuting asked curiously. Both pieces were quite large.
"One million one hundred thousand in total." Hou Yuanming, who was standing to the side, answered first.
Hearing that these two rough stones actually cost over a million, everyone present wore shocked expressions. They all sighed that Chu Chen made money quickly—and spent it just as quickly.
While Zhou Wenping was shocked, he was also somewhat worried. After all, this was stone gambling, where even immortals found it difficult to judge an inch of jade. With a little bad luck, one could lose everything. He opened his mouth, wanting to persuade Chu Chen, but remembering Chu Chen's personality, he swallowed the words. All he could do was hope that Chu Chen would have better luck.
After hearing the price, Chu Chen hesitated and said, "Brother Hou,