Guan Yu smiled and gathered to greet the boss and stood in front of his booth.

"Brother, come and see... I'm all old pit goods. I wholesale them in batches on weekdays. Many people have bet on the wool they buy here.

Guan Yu nodded and began to look at the raw emerald stone and wool placed on the cement board.

When Guan Yu was young and had no tools, and looked at the original stone, he did not even stretch out his hand. The middle-aged owner who sold the original stone saw at a glance that Guan Yu was a green hand.

"Is this the first time my brother...