118 Luck

That evening, once they went back to the hotel, under Zhang Bing's repeated requests, Yang Ming brought the two rocks that he had gambled with to Zhang Jiefang's room so that Zhang Jiefang could assess whose were more valuable.

"Definitely mine!" Zhang Bing pointed at his the moment after he finished polishing the rock. "The volume of my jades are double yours!"

"That may not be the case. If it was an imperial jade, the size of a palm would have been worth up to a million!" Zhang Jiefang shook his hand. "Between a piece of gold and a piece of silver that's twice the size, which one do you think is worth more? It's the same reasoning!"

"It's impossible to get an imperial jade!" Zhang Bing was feeling a bit reluctant.