A real one that destroys everything.
If other stone gamblers open this kind of window, they will be tempted to jump off the building...
Zheng Quanzi took a long breath. This piece of wax-shelled frog skin had a complete outer shell with no cracks, but it was like a piece of jade that is hard to break.
I saw the water and the color, but no one could see through the cracks.
No, Ye Qing opened the window here. Did he already know that there were cracks here?
"It's a pity that green flowers float on blue water. Even spinach green is considered the best among floating flowers."
Ye Qing nodded. Floating flowers are a common type of jade, and the rare ones are high-species jade. If blue water floats with blue flowers, its value will be compromised.
This is because the three correct colors of jade are actually red, jade, green, and purple. The value of green flowers is much higher than that of blue flowers.
"I can only say it's a pity!"
Zheng Quanzi said solemnly: "How much do you think this crack will sink?"
Ye Qing said with a smile: "You are a senior in the industry, so you can't ask this question. It's difficult for gods to break through an inch of jade, and there may be another kind of jade under an inch. Therefore, the best way is to open the lid directly!" "
"Open the lid and take a look!" Zheng Quanzi nodded affirmatively. Losing a stone doesn't matter, but losing a promise would be a big deal.
After opening the lid, Ye Qing didn't plan to do it himself. He drew a line along the stone shell and cut off about one centimeter of the stone.
Wang Liang picked up the stone, walked into the garage, turned on the free automatic stone cutting machine, and started cutting immediately.
Jade Sage was old and had no strength to always squat down and look at the stones. He turned back and glanced at Wenyuanshan who was still rummaging among the stones: "Can you find a good stone, Master?"
"This really depends on luck!" Ye Qing looked at him funny. He bought the stone himself, so he must know whether there is a good stone among the one hundred and three pieces.
Therefore, Yusheng deliberately talked to himself because he didn't want him to help Wenyuanshan pick rocks.
"How do you know that the python head of this stone has cracks?" Zheng Quanzi asked nonchalantly.
"I don't know. It's my habit to open the python head." Ye Qing's answer was perfect: "It's just that it will crack, and the python head is the most colorful place. Once a good window is opened in this place, the stone will immediately Skyrocketed tenfold.”
There was a faint smile in Zheng Quanzi's eyes. This kid didn't tell the truth. But the art of photographing jade is like killing pigs and butts, and each family has its own method.
Wen Yuanshan directed Zhang Junbao and Pang Kun to move the stones one by one in front of him, and then turned on the light to look at them one by one.
Although he and Ye Qing were masters and apprentices, there was a deep generation gap. This generation gap was reflected in the methods of doing things and the way they gambled on stones.
However, there is no better teacher than a knowledgeable disciple.
When I picked him up from the edge of Yingjiang River, I knew that this boy was definitely not a living Bodhisattva who could save the suffering of the world.
These stones are stolen goods and cannot see the light of day.
Therefore, if you want to sell it, you must cut off the stone shell and sell the jadeite.
But the quality of this batch of jadeite is worrying.
And even if this batch of stones can be split 50-50, half of them can be cut into emeralds.
However, if you can't cut out jade of ice type or above, these one hundred and three stones will be a loser.
But he was sure that Ye Qing was a master who didn't want to be too early, and the purpose of packing was that there must be good stones in this pile of stones.
Mr. Dao is neither a stone gambler nor a stone gambler.
If he could witness it with his own eyes, he could sell a stone cheaply and cut out jadeite worth tens of millions.
Even if he didn't turn his back on the spot and snatch the jade back, he would still hate Ye Qing in his heart.
The human heart cannot be tested.
Just like Mu Jiajun and Wang Zhongyang, they are not only family friends but also business partners. When Wang Zhongyang wanted to leave northern Myanmar safely, the first thing he thought of was Mu Jiajun.
However, in the face of the billion-dollar glass imperial green, the devil in Mu Jiajun's heart awakened. Not only did he want to snatch the glass imperial green, but he also wanted to kill Wang Zhongyang...
Therefore, Ye Qing's way of handling this matter is that I will buy all the stones so that you will never guess which stone I want.
In this way, everyone is happy.
"How many more rocks are there?" Wen Yuanshan rubbed his brows and asked with a wry smile.
"There are still three small pieces!" Zhang Junbao was also worried. He had almost finished looking at the stones, but Wenyuanshan couldn't pick out any.
"Three small pieces are so big!" Wen Yuanshan's eyes lit up when he heard this, and the big stone appeared on the coffee table and on the tea table. Not long ago, Ye Qing got hundreds of pieces of tea table back from Lashio...
"It's too small!" Zhang Junbao stretched out his hand: "It's about the same size as my hand."
Pang Kun was anxious when he heard this. Fatty was born to be a rich man, so he would buy the biggest ones, but in this business of betting on stones, small stones produce fine products. He stood up and picked up three small stones from a short distance away.
Just one word, stinky.
Wen Yuanshan placed all three stones in front of him and turned on the lights one by one. There was nothing on the stone shells.
No python belt, no pine flowers, no moss, no cracks...
Just three dark stones.
Throw it on the street and no one will pick it up.
"Brush these three rocks out!"
"Still brushing it!" Zhang Junbao looked at his chubby hands and saw several blood blisters on them.
Wen Yuanshan smiled calmly: "If you want to learn to bet on stones, you must first learn to brush stones. Once you learn how to brush stones, you will learn to cut stones."
Zhang Junbao turned around and glanced at Wang Liang suspiciously: "Come on, tell me in a low voice whether you treat the three of us as coolies."
"Get out if you feel tired. There is no shortcut in betting on stones. This is how Ye Qing learned it back then..."
"I'll brush!" Zhang Junbao and Pang Kun immediately picked up the iron brushes and started brushing the stones.
Wen Yuanshan gave a casual reminder: "Listen carefully, you two, these three stones come from the entrance of the monster field, so you must be careful when brushing the stones."
"There are monsters at the entrance of the field. Isn't there a Monkey King hiding in this stone?"
"You are a fat country turtle from Shanxi!" Pang Kun became familiar with Zhang Junbao, and he had many wisecracks: "The entrance to the fairy field is Mo Xisha, and the entrance to the monster field is Nanqi.
Moreover, there is no big material for Nanqi. I am afraid that Ye Qing sold a bunch of stones just for these three pieces of Nanqi. "
"Why isn't it the black sand from Geyingjiao or the cement skin from Mosisha?"
Wen Yuanshan solemnly said: "Those two stones are considered good stones, but they are not worth ten million."
"Is the stone not worth 10 million, or the jade inside is not worth 10 million."
"Stones, of course."
"So, this is the trick or deception in the four-character secret of deceit and abduction..."
"As long as gambling is involved, the winner takes all." Wen Yuanshan said earnestly: "So, if you don't want to lose, then don't gamble. Collect jade honestly and use capital to suppress talents is the way to go."
"I just want to experience the arrogance of cutting out the imperial green with one knife..."
Pang Kun didn't even raise his head: "Then you learn to cut stones. Sooner or later, Ye Qing will make you happy."
"You mean, the imperial green cut out belongs to Ye Qing?"
