As soon as the lecture was held, Lao Ding's mouth couldn't stop, from the color of the skin to the degree of sand turning, from the judgment of the field to the texture inference.

If you want to talk about Lao Ding's memory, he has nothing to say. Every piece of black sand that he saw the day before was carved into his mind. Whether it was the few pieces he bought or the ones he had not bought, he knew the details of each stone.

If Qian Yang had not been helped by the Heart Questioning Skill, he might not have even figured out which stone Lao Ding said was.

Compared with the pictures in his mind, listening to Lao Ding's description, looking for the details that he had not noticed at all, Qian Yang suddenly began to believe what Lao Ding said, that is, this annoying old guy may really be no weaker than those top stone masters.

The subtle pine flowers on the stone, the difficult-to-identify python belts, and the faint traces of ringworm on the stone can be described without any mistakes, and based on these manifestations, various magical inferences are made on its internal structure.

As for the accuracy of this inference, Qian Yang didn't know the ones I didn't buy, but the stones I bought were all made by Qian Yang. He was shocked to find that Lao Ding's judgment on the texture of the spirit stones and the direction of the spiritual energy was so accurate.

Through Lao Dingtou's story, he also discovered for the first time that the spirit stones he bought yesterday were indeed worthy, and even the cut stones were actually only a line away from the cutting and rising.

The most typical one is the raw stone that cuts out two medium-grade spirit stones. As long as there is one more spiritual energy in it, perhaps the one cut out will be two high-grade spirit stones. The distance between two hundred and twenty thousand is actually only one point of spiritual energy.

The same is true for another stone that has not been solved. Lao Ding's head judged that it is very likely to detach the top-grade spirit stone through the performance of the outer skin, but there are cracks in the stone, and he can even estimate the approximate location of the cracks.

Qian Yang clearly remembered that there was indeed a long crack in the stone, which just cut a large piece of high-quality spirit stone into two parts. However, these two parts were not as big as a spirit stone, so naturally nothing was found.

But now he knew that if the crack was slightly higher or slightly shorter, even if it was only a little bit, he would likely have obtained a top-grade spirit stone, with heaven and hell only between the line.

It was not until the sky was full of stars that Lao Ding's teaching came to an end. He spoke so hard that his mouth was dry, but Qian Yang really benefited a lot.

Lao Ding sighed and suddenly asked, "Old Meng said he would come in the afternoon?"

Qian Yang nodded.

Lao Ding asked again: "Where are people?"

Qian Yang shook his head.

Old Ding frowned, and after a long time, he sighed: "Can't come, go to bed! Let's continue to see the stone tomorrow."

Qian Yang shrugged and went back to sleep obediently.

In the following days, Qian Yang seemed to have returned to his student days. He either listened to classes or went out to practice socially. Occasionally, he would receive some sellers introduced by Uncle Li at night. His life was fulfilling and meaningful, and... it was a bit exciting. Because his social practice required to spend money on his own, he also had to spend money on various sellers. If a disgusting teacher cramps in his mind, his money would definitely be lost.

Fortunately, Lao Ding was still reliable at this time. Although he showed a stupid expression as soon as he went out, his eyesight was really useless. As long as he raised his fingers beautifully, the stone would definitely be worth seeing.

Qian Yang's prepared gambling bill has been spent several rounds and time, and Xiao Xin didn't know how many times he had been destroyed, but his capital was still strong.

After a month, when Qian Yang successfully unraveled eight medium-grade spirit stones from the last basketball-sized rough stone in his hand, his 100,000 spirit stones finally increased to 100,000,800. The elder Qian was almost burst into tears on the spot.

The last eight medium-grade spirit stones are Qian Yang's entire profit in a whole month.

The monthly salary is 800, and finally I have returned to the starting point!

Qian Yang is a person of particularity. Lao Ding spent so much effort to teach him a lesson for a month, and he dragged his body to personally guide him to earn eight hundred spirit stones from the boundless business world. Even if he was in a good mood or reason, Qian Yang would not let Lao Ding's efforts be wasted, so he decisively took out four hundred spirit stones and handed them to Lao Ding's hands with affectionately as his training this month.

Lao Ding was not pretentious about his own labor income. He put the spirit stone in his arms with a smile, and then encouraged Qian Yang with a few words earnestly, which put a perfect end to this teaching work.

"Master!" Qian Yang spoke calmly: "Since the class has been finished, I'll go home!"

Lao Ding asked gently, "Have you written down everything you taught you?"

"Yes." Qian Yang nodded obediently: "I have all recorded it."

Old Ding smiled and said, "According to the convention, should the exam be taken next?"

Qian Yang's teeth were slightly itchy: "Let's forget about the exam!"

"The exam is still necessary!" Lao Ding insisted.

Qian Yang calmed down his emotions for a moment and said calmly: "Master, I think this job may not be suitable for me. Maybe I should try to start over in another place."

Old Ding shook his head: "Boy, gambling on stones is not a job, it is a craft! With this skill, even if you are in a downturn or disabled future, as long as you have a breath, this craft can make you live and even live a more exciting life!"

"The wonderful thing about 800 yuan?" Qian Yang laughed and said.

Old Ding smiled and said, "Young people cannot just see such things in front of you. You should see the prospect of gambling stones, and you should also see your future."

"You should only talk about dreams and not money. You should be an HR like this." Qian Yang curled his lips.

Of course, Lao Ding didn't know what Qian Yang was going crazy. He only knew that Qian Yang was in a mood because of the 800 yuan.

"I think I've made less money?" Lao Ding asked.

"What do you think!" Qian Yang said angrily.

"How much does it earn?" Lao Ding asked again.

Qian Yang breathed a sigh of relief and said, "If you don't want to say more, I cut crocodiles in the dark swamp in the early stage of foundation building, and I can earn more than 3,000 yuan in a month. I am now in the Golden Elixir stage, and I will find a wilderness to fight a small monster. There will always be 35,000 yuan a month, right?"

Old Ding smiled and shook his head: "There are all spiritual beasts in the Foundation Establishment Stage, but there are not many spiritual beasts in the Golden Pill stage. Have you ever heard of which sect's Jin Pill stage cultivators who rely on hunting spirit beasts to obtain resources?"

Is that true? Qian Yang really doesn't know about this.

"Okay! Even if you are right, I'll go to fight the spiritual beasts in the Foundation Establishment Stage, right? With my cultivation level, my efficiency will be much better than before, right? There will always be 10,000 or 20,000 a month, right?

Lao Ding shook his head: "There are not so many spirit beasts that can make you endlessly kill. Even if you have high combat efficiency, you won't be much faster, at most 5,000 a month!"

"Five thousand? Nonsense!" Qian Yang didn't believe this: "Then I'd just sit at home and recharge the reply crystal. I'll make 500 yuan if I recharge 100 yuan a day, and I'll get 15,000 yuan a month!"

"You can't sell that much!" Lao Ding's face remained unchanged.

"Are you going to argue?" Qian Yangzhen got angry.

Old Ding's mood was rare and peaceful today. Even though Qian Yang glared at his eyes, he still responded slowly and steadily: "I don't know why you left the good elders of Qingling Sect without doing it, but insisted on leaving the sect. In the Tianyuan Continent, there is actually no good way out for the Jindan stage cultivators to rely on their sects. The resources of the entire continent are controlled by the major sects, and a single Jindan cultivator can hardly obtain enough resources by relying on his own combat power. If you have the cultivation level of the Nascent Soul stage, you can try overseas, but if the Jindan stage wants to go further, obtaining the offerings from the sect is almost the only way."

Qian Yang was stunned. Old Ding said clearly. After he thought for a moment, he knew that his words were true.

"Then... how can the casual cultivators in the Jindan stage live?" Qian Yang asked out the doubts in his heart.

Old Ding smiled and said, "Go to Southeast Asia and go to the Alliance of Dispersed Cultivators!"

"That's right!" Qian Yang nodded.

Lao Dingtou continued: "The Alliance of Dispersed Cultivators will not monopolize resources. The Golden Pill Stage Dispersed Cultivators may be able to make profits based on their abilities. Although the risks are not small, it is still a way out. But in other parts of the mainland, if you do not have the background of the sect, even if you have great abilities, you will not be able to earn ten thousand spirit stones a month, and you can only barely survive!"

"Then..." Qian Yang didn't quite understand what Lao Ding was going to say after saying it for so long.

"I have read all your books on gambling stones, and they have been verified with what I have learned before, and have benefited a lot." Lao Ding sighed: "I don't like you very much, so I can't take your benefits in vain. I have no body, and I can only barely take advantage of this craft of gambling stones. I teach you it in the hope that it can add a way to obtain resources. As for how much you learn, it is your business, and you and I don't owe each other!"

Qian Yang's face turned dark and said to himself that you don't want to owe me because you hate me! What's important is that if you say you don't owe me, don't owe me?

"You taught me a craft with a monthly salary of 800 yuan, and I want to not owe each other to me? How can there be such a cheap thing in the world!" Qiang Yang snorted.

If you don’t blame Lao Ding for hating Qian Yang, he is indeed a bit competitive.

Lao Ding shook his head: "This is not how craftsmanship is used!"

"How to use it?" Qian Yang was stunned.

Lao Dingtou said: "As long as you can be hired by any sect as a resident stone master in the mine, your annual income will start at least one million!"

Qian Yang had long passed the age of dreaming, and his face curled his lips with an ugly expression: "If even a person like me could become a resident stone master, would you still talk to me here? Wouldn't it be better if you earn that million yuan yourself?"
Chapter completed!