Under the watchful eyes of everyone, Jiang Feng picked up the raw stone.
This raw stone was the least noticeable piece of material here; if it weren't for Jiang Feng, no one would have bothered to pay attention to it.
Its surface skin was very poor, dull and unremarkable, with no patterns, pitted like orange peel, and showing a gray-brown color.
"You... you chose this one?"
Mu Yanluo walked over with a face full of surprise and asked, "Is there something special about this piece?"
She really couldn't see it; the surface of this material had no color or patterns, just like some unwanted scrap, leaving her puzzled as to why Jiang Feng chose it...
Chu Feifei was also astonished: "Uncle, why did you choose the most inconspicuous and ugliest stone?"
"Heaven's secret cannot be revealed," Jiang Feng played coy again.
After that, he carried the material to the boss of this batch of raw stones: "Boss, how much is this?"
"This one?"
