"Ah, the so-called 'seer eyes'!"
The antique shop owner slapped his employee on the head and couldn't help but scold.
"All day long you just know to read fantasy novels. I think your brain has gone silly. What kind of times are we living in that you believe in 'seer eyes'?"
"But how could that kid know that the box contained high-quality jade stones?"
The employee rubbed his head and asked.
"I heard first thing this morning that true gambling on stones experts don't need to see the jade stone itself—they can judge the quality of the stone by the person's movements when they hold it."
"Moreover, that wooden box was so exquisite. One look and you know that what's inside must be valuable. Would ordinary jade stones be stored in such a fine box?"
The shop owner added another remark as he watched Wang Hao walk away.
"I think this young man must be a hermit expert. When encountering such people, we must not make them our enemies but instead befriend them."
