Yuan Tianbo was stunned for a moment, actually succeeding on his first try. Did Mu Hanyan have the luck of stepping in dog shit every time she went out?
But fortunately, it was only Glazed Gold this time, a lot worse than the previous one, indicating that Mu Hanyan's good luck had begun to wane. Besides, there were still nine more tries; it wouldn't be possible for all nine to hit the mark even if he smeared his feet with dog shit. Yuan Tianbo shook his head, consoling himself with this thought.
"Not bad luck." Mu Hanyan, seeing that Ling Baobao finally got the knack of it, was actually quite happy for him and nonchalantly picked up another raw stone to hand over.
Piles of raw stone in this mine were like mountains. Even if you knew a bit about identifying them, going through them one by one would tire you to death, let alone that she didn't understand the methods of identification at all and simply picked at random.
