Divine Genius Healer, Abandoned Woman: Demonic Tyrant in Love with a Mad Little Consort

From behind, Bi Xuan took out a large basket, and then pushed it with a small cart and ran to Ye Qingli.

Everyone was dumbfounded.

Is this picking spar?

Jian Shi is a very serious process.

Careful analysis and judgment are required.

Did n’t see Du Gufeng now, in front of the original rock pile, do you study carefully?

But Ye Qingli didn't have this consciousness at all.

She was walking in the original rock pile.

Stretch your finger from time to time.

"This, this, that ..."

As long as she pointed to the original stone, Bi Xuan quickly hugged it down.

Then, throw it into the big basket.

Then fart and fart followed behind her.

Read it for a while.

A little knowledgeable person.

I couldn't help covering my eyes.

They found out.

To say that Ye Qingli is a layman is simply to exalt her.

This is simply a mallet!

She just doesn't understand anything!

How can there be such a rough pick?

Even if it hits Universiade, there is no such hit!

If there were any people who were expecting Ye Qingli, then now they are all thrown out of Jiu Xiaoyun.

Even the casino is too lazy to bet on it.

Because in their view, Ye Qingli must have lost.

It didn't take long for Bi Xuan's big basket to fill up.

Seeing the pile of rough stones, everyone felt a sense of unbearable sight.

Although the characteristics of the original stone, it is impossible to see from the surface whether there is spar.

However, there are always some laws.

For example, there are pine flowers and python patterns on the original stones that often spar.

And those with very large cracks, or broken.

Usually there will not be any spar inside.

Even if there is, it is of the particularly poor quality.

However, all of Ye Qingli's picks fit these characteristics.

Either there are particularly long broken lines, or it is dark and there is no halo at all.

In short, the original stones she picked did not see the presence of spar at all.

At this time, beside the wind and light, several old men with white whiskers fluttered.

They looked at Ye Qingli's performance and all sighed.

"Master, this is the person you want your husband to help?"

"Yeah. Look, does she have any hope of winning?"

Several old men glanced at each other.

They all felt that this prince should be talking nonsense.

An old man said tremblingly, "Your lord, you mean this lady?"

"Yes!"

"She came to pick the original stone?"

"Nonsense, otherwise, what does the king tell you to do?"

Yan Fengqing said impatiently.

These old men, why are there so many nonsense?

Several old men turned their heads at the same time.

They feel that Yan Fengqing eats more today.

Since ancient times, those who are good at picking rough stones are all those who are experienced and highly experienced.

I have never heard of any little girl who is good at this.

Even if she has a very strong talent, it must go through years of hard work.

But look at Ye Qingli's appearance now.

She simply ... is a mallet.

A few old men couldn't bear to look at it anymore.

They all felt that they should bring their apprentices.

This is a perfect textbook.

Tell them what kind of rough stones cannot be selected.

It didn't take long for the original stone behind Ye Qingli to pile up like a hill.