Ou Yangming and Ni Yinghong instantly focused on the ore, and even the servants, who were initially watching quietly on one side, craned their necks to look with anticipation.
Earlier when Zheng Ziwen began the stone-cracking process, he had failed time after time. The rest of them eventually lost interest, and they looked at him disdainfully.
For someone with such terrible luck, he would have been kicked away long ago if the owner of the ores was someone else. Ou Yangming, an amateur in this, was the only person who could tolerate Zheng Ziwen such that he still trusted Zheng Ziwen with the eleventh ore.
Something like that would never be allowed to happen in the prefecture's gambling city. Normally, if a person could not find something shiny and colorful after opening five ores in a row, that person would never be trusted anymore.