When Fang Yi saw this kind of gambling tree pattern before, he had already defined his trip, which was to join in the fun, because Fang Yi was not familiar with Huanghuali, let alone Huanghuali tree, it was a handicraft made of heartwood inside. Fang Yi had never seen a few of them so far.

So Fang Yi just squatted down to check the extraordinary part of the tree's heart, and just put his hand on it out of curiosity. He wanted to try whether his spiritual sense had any reaction to the wood growing in the tree's heart.

But what Fang Yi did not expect was that when he used his spiritual sense to touch the tree through his palm, a very wonderful feeling appeared in his heart. Fang Yi could feel that the heart of Huanghuali in the tree's heart actually emitted a faint spiritual energy.

Fang Yi originally thought it was caused by his palm touching the heartwood itself, but when he moved his palm away and pressed his hand to the bark wrapped around the tree trunk, the faint and somewhat messy aura was still sensed by him.

The feeling of this kind of spiritual power fluctuation was very slight. If Fang Yi had not converted his true energy into true energy and his spiritual consciousness increased greatly after he advanced, he would probably not have been able to sense it. However, after trying it a few times, Fang Yi could have concluded that this thread of spiritual power was the heartwood in the trunk of the tree.

"Is the ancients referring to such precious wood?"

Sensing the twilight of messy and not very pure spiritual power, a thought flashed through Fang Yi's mind, and his eyes looked at the top of the tree trunk. The heartwood there was only the thickness of chopsticks, and the color was very light.

Before Zhao Hongtao greeted Fang Yi, Fang Yi had just used his spiritual sense to sense the thinnest part of the heartwood of the Huanghuali tree. This also made Fang Yi confirm one thing, that is, the thinner the heartwood, the smaller the heartwood, the weaker the fluctuations of spiritual power.

Just like the trunk of a tree as thick as a chopstick, although Fang Yi investigated it very carefully, the fluctuations of spiritual power were too weak, almost condensing all the spiritual consciousness. Fang Yi noticed a slight fluctuation flashed by.

When he looked back and sensed the heartwood of the tree trunk before, Fang Yi could clearly sense the spiritual power inside. This means that the thicker the heartwood in the tree trunk, the stronger the spiritual power fluctuation will be. On the contrary, it will be very weak and even unable to sense the spiritual power contained in it.

"Brother Zhao, I don't understand Huanghuali, it's useless to call me?"

When he came to Zhao Hongtao, Fang Yi's face still had the same expression as before, but he was happy. If his judgment was correct, wouldn't he be able to use his spiritual sense to sense whether the Huanghuali tree contains heart materials?

"If you don't understand, you have to read more and learn more. I don't understand either. But three cobblers can beat Zhuge Liang. Come and take a look..."

Zhao Hongtao pointed at Fang Yi, but his next sentence made Fang Yi laugh. It turned out that Director Zhao was not confident at this moment, so he called him over.

"Brother Zhao, there are not many branches and tumors on this tree, and maybe the size inside will be thicker..." Man Jun had some research on the gambling tree. After squatting on the ground and looking for a while, he spoke.

"Hmm? There are not many branches and tree tumors, which means there is no diversion nutrient..." After hearing Man Jun's words, Zhao Hongtao nodded, and the other party said, "Look at it, you kid, Huanghuali trees are different from other trees, and it is not a good thing to have many branches..."

Zhao Hongtao really regarded Fang Yi as his junior brother. While betting on the tree, he did not forget to teach Fang Yi some knowledge.

Because scholars who have studied Huanghuali trees have pointed out that the heartwood or grid produced in Huanghuali is made up of nutrients accumulated in Huanghuali trees. Although this statement has not been verified, it is undeniable that many Huanghuali trees with top heartwood have not many branches and trunks.

"I'll take a look..."

Fang Yi pretended not to understand anything and put his palm on the trunk. When his spiritual sense moved, his eyes couldn't help but lit up slightly because he found that the fluctuations of spiritual power in this Huanghuali tree seemed to be stronger than the tree that Lao Gu had bet on before.

"Brother Zhao, Master Zhiya may not be able to produce heartwood. I think this tree is not very good? Look at its trunk, what good material can be produced if it is curved..."

After taking away his palm, Fang Yi sang a counter-tune with Zhao Hongtao. Some time ago, he had already made himself very popular after choosing the giant seed material in Yangzhou. Fang Yi didn't want to show his uniqueness in this Huanghuali gambling tree.

Moreover, although the tree that Zhao Hongtao is optimistic about has no branches and tumors, the whole tree is a bit irregular. It is divided into branches as thick as forearms at the top of the trunk. Amin did not cut it off, but just removed the branches and leaves on it.

"What do you know about a kid? What does it have to do with the heartwood inside..."

Zhao Hongtao laughed and scolded Fang Yi, and looked at another tree. This time, the two gambling trees were sold together. Since Lao Gu did not bid again, the combined price of these two trees was 12,000 yuan, and the average one was 6,000 yuan.

"Brother Zhao, this tree is good. Look at the trunks that are straight and straight, and the roots are larger than that one. I think Huanghuali can appear in this tree..."

Fang Yi reached out to sense another tree and started talking nonsense again. In fact, the tree gave him a very bad feeling. The spiritual power fluctuations inside were extremely weak, and if it weren't for not being careful, they wouldn't even feel it.

"Then I'll open this tree you are optimistic about first..." Zhao Hongtao said without objection. In fact, he was a little inaccurate today. Knowing how to identify Huanghuali does not mean that he also knows how to identify Huanghuali trees.

"Boss Zhao, how do you open it? Or the tree roots from the middle?" Ah Ming picked up the saw on the ground again and looked at Zhao Hongtao.

"From the middle..." Zhao Hongtao pointed to a broken branch in the middle of the trunk and said, "Just saw it from here..."

"Okay..." Anyway, the trees have been sold, so Amin was not afraid that they would not pay. He asked Abao to put the tree on two chairs, stepped on the trunk, and sawed it hard.

For people like Amin who rely on the mountains to eat, cutting trees is as easy as drinking cold water. They saw the tree, which is thirty-five and six centimeters long, and when he moved his body away, Zhao Hongtao, Lao Gu and others surrounded him.

"It's a waste, it's a fine..."

Just by looking at it, Zhao Hongtao's heart sank, because the chopsticks-sized heartwood was too inconspicuous on the cross-section of the entire tree. If he didn't look carefully, he wouldn't even find the square in the center of the tree's heart.

"Saw the roots of the tree again and see..." Although he knew that he had lost the bet, Zhao Hongtao was still a little unwilling to give up. This was similar to the gambler's psychology. Before the last card was opened, the gambler would never admit defeat.

"Boss Zhao, it's useless..."

Lao Gu, who had a much more experience in losing bets than Zhao Hongtao, showed a gloating look in his eyes and said, "Your tree started sawing from the middle, and the difference between it and the roots is not too big, so it is basically a waste.

Sure enough, as Lao Gu said, after Aming saw the roots of the tree, what was produced there was also fine. Now Zhao Hongtao had nothing to say. His tree lost more thoroughly than the two trees that Lao Gu had bet before, and it can be said that it had no value at all.

"Fang Yi, is this the tree you are optimistic about?" Although it was scattered for 6,000 yuan, Zhao Hongtao would not make any angry moves, but instead mocked Fang Yi.

"Brother Zhao, this...it's normal for this to be gone..." Fang Yi smiled and pointed to another tree and said, "I've been gone. Brother Zhao must have seen it right. There must be a standard in this tree!"

"I found out why you kid is talking nonsense today?"

Zhao Hongtao glared at Fang Yi in anger. No matter what kind of Huanghuali, as long as the year has passed fifteen years, it will definitely be extraordinary. The tree now has fifty or sixty years of age. Extraordinary quality is inevitable, but the quality and thickness of the quality are beyond judgment.

"Aming, let's see it open. This time, saw it up a little..." Zhao Hongtao squatted down and looked at it for a while, pointed at about four meters away from the tree root, and signaled Aming to saw the tree from here.

"Anyway, there is a pattern inside, so it's not the same wherever you saw it..." Fang Yi curled his lips, but his body leaned over. He also wanted to see what kind of behavior would be in the Huanghuali tree that he sensed the spiritual power-
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