Chapter 969 Golden Thread and Blood Jade

Style: Romance Author: Wandering around the world with a knifeWords: 2095Update Time: 24/01/11 13:54:25
"Buzz..." The knife wheel made a hollow sound. Wu Chang pulled the water pipe and began to clean the cut surface.

"Here, what kind of jade is this?" The stone slurry was washed away by the water, revealing a bright red color like a flame. Although it was only a finger-sized point, surrounded by white stones, it highlighted the bright red color even more.

And among this little bit of bright red, there is also a hint of golden green.

The golden silk seeds on the market, let alone the planting water, just talk about the floating silk, are all green with green heart and green skin, which are very different from the sun green.

For jadeite, if the planting water is the same, the color difference will be hundreds of times different.

Yang green is the color second only to imperial green.

What's more, this kind of sun-green floating silk perfectly blends with the flame-like red jade.

"Master, this is..." Lu Pian and Wu Chang also heard about blood jade, but they had never seen the real thing.

"Don't tell me what it is. Let's cut it out first." Ye Qing turned on the light and observed for a while. Half of this piece of Damakan gray sand was cut off with the first cut, and now only an area about the size of a palm is left. , the thickness is only five centimeters at most.

If you peel off the upper and lower shells, it would be good to have three centimeters of blood jade left.

There is no way around this. This piece of jadeite only has the positive green color, which is the color of the jade itself, and the red color is caused by limonite infecting the crystals.

Generally speaking, the planting water of red jade is not very good, half of them are waxy seeds, and when it comes to Nuobing, it is already rare and valuable. Even the top-grade Cockscomb Red is just an ice species.

Only when it reaches the glass type and no matter how pure the red color is, can it be called blood jade, but the conditions for its formation are too harsh. Therefore, every piece of blood jade is a rare treasure that can only be found but cannot be found.

This time when cutting, the stone was not fixed, but the cutter wheel was fixed and allowed to spin rapidly in the air.

Ye Qing used the alloy cutter wheel as a grinding wheel, which all relied on his extraordinary eyesight and strong wrist strength.

The palm-sized stone slowly rotated in his hand, and every time it was rubbed, a large amount of sparks shot out.

Everyone held their breath and clenched their fists.

It wasn't all because jade was too rare, but because of this cutting method, Ye Qing's palm would be cut off if he wasn't careful.

The life, death, misfortune, and blessings of everyone present depended on him alone. If anything happened to him, everyone would play it out together.

The impurities at the corners were cut away little by little, gradually revealing the bright red and translucent jadeite inside.

Ye Qing also switched from cutting to grinding, using the alloy steel blade of the blade to gradually remove the foggy layer on the jade...

Although the process was slow, this golden blood jade gradually revealed its true colors.

"Buzz..." Ye Qing motioned to Judge Lu to turn off the switch of the cutting machine, and then handed the gold and blood jade to Song Youqing, while he sat aside to rest, sweating profusely.

Using the huge wheel of the stone cutter as a stone polisher was not only dangerous, it also consumed a lot of his energy and energy, but it was worth it for this golden blood jade.

The gold-threaded blood jade with its skin completely peeled off is only the size of an adult's palm. The sun-green gold threads inside are strands and strands, moving in one direction, as if dancing in the wind...

A layman looks at the excitement, an expert looks at the door.

Lu Pian and Wu Chang worked as stone cutters at Shitou Zhai in Kyoto for two years, and had seen many types of jade.

However, this kind of gold-threaded blood jade has never been seen before.

"That's right, it's the golden blood jade." Tang Niu stared at the jade in Song Youqing's palm, his face turning red with excitement.

Blood jade is already extremely precious, and sun-green gold wire is even more rare to find in a hundred years.

This kind of jade can no longer be described as precious, but as auspicious.

Although this piece of jade is small, its value and meaning have exceeded that of the colorless glass weighing more than ten kilograms.

Although Ma Yong was unwilling to give up, he still gritted his teeth and clasped his fists: "I am willing to admit defeat, and I want to be killed or punished. Please tell me..."

Ye Qing waved his hand, turned and walked into the office. Song Youqing collected the gold and blood jade and walked into the office.

Ma Yong stood at the door of the office with a complicated expression and finally let out a long sigh...

This office has a sofa set and a tea set.

Song Youqing boiled water and made tea, and the fragrance of Pu'er tea floated in the room.

Ye Qing pushed a cup of tea to Ma Yong: "You should know what reuniting Dantian means to you."

Ma Yong nodded: "The Dantian is scattered, and the true energy cannot be condensed. It is scattered in the limbs and bones. If the Dantian cannot be rebuilt, it means that the life span has come to an end. Therefore, reshaping the Dantian is equivalent to giving me a new life." .”

"I don't need you to swear allegiance. You can go to the stone gambling room in the Kyoto Palace Club, or you don't have to go." Ye Qing said with a smile: "But there are three things I must ask clearly."

"Master, please ask!"

"Have you guessed it?"

Ma Yong shook his head: "Guess after delivering a bag of Xiaohoujiang to Ma Zhi, he has completed the task. He went to Jiexiang Farm to take a look at the survival and confirm the quantity. After confirming the quantity, he did not go around. Island, but directly across the river..."

"So, the car and men he left behind at Jie Xiang's farm were just a cover."

"Is this the second question?"

"It doesn't count!" Ye Qing laughed dumbly: "A cunning rabbit has three holes. A person like Guess will never let anyone guess his whereabouts. I didn't ask this question. The second question, is this nickel mine? Who’s in charge of mining!”

Ma Yong frowned: "Although this nickel mine is the private property of the Maoliang family, the mining rights are still contracted by the military government. The military government takes 60% of the contracting fees paid every year, and the Maoliang family only You can get 40%. The contractor of this nickel mine is Eagle Country Purdo Nonferrous Metals Co., Ltd."

Ye Qing frowned and said, "The name of this company is a bit strange."

A wry smile appeared on Ma Yong's old face: "Does it remind me of Pu'er tea?"

Ye Qing nodded affirmatively.

"Tengchong is Pu'erduo."

Ye Qing's eyes widened: "Shen Qingmei!"

Ma Yong nodded affirmatively: "Only the old man in this nickel mine knows that the chairman of Purdo Nonferrous Metals Company is Shen Qingmei. However, she has not been back for several years. The one who calls the shots here is Zhu Longmei."

Ye Qing nodded and suddenly asked: "Where is Du Yan."

Ma Yong's face changed instantly.

Song Youqing was also stunned. He had never thought that Ye Qing would ask Du Yan, but looking at Ma Yong's face, it was obvious that he knew Du Yan's whereabouts.

She slowly turned her bright eyes. Ye Qing just asked where Du Yan was, not where Du Yan was buried. Although there is only one more word, it is the difference between life and death.

It may be a happy event that Du Yan is not dead, but it is more likely to be a tragedy.

Ye Qing stopped asking questions and just drank tea slowly.

The office became quiet, except for the sound of Ye Qing drinking tea softly and Ma Yong's heavy breathing.