Su Ruotang wandered among the crowd casually, looking around leisurely with her beautiful peach blossom eyes.
Seems to be looking for something.
Unintentionally following the crowd, she paused as she passed an alley.
This alley is filled with row upon row of jade shops, ranging in size from large to small.
The most central location is a five-story wooden building with elegant and luxurious decoration.
Su Ruotang tilted his head and thought for a moment, then walked towards the building.
In the lobby on the first floor, there are some jade carvings, jewelry, etc. placed at the counter.
The quality is not very good.
Su Ruotang only glanced at it and then lost interest.
When she came in, the waiter came over to greet her and said with a smile: "Sir, what do you want to see?
Su Ruotang thought that Mo Rongyan's birthday would be in two months.
Her colorful peach blossom eyes shone with tiny light, her red lips outlined a slight arc, and she asked: "Can you carve it yourself here?"
She threw away the red jade hairpin carved by Mo Ronyan himself.
Thinking about it now, my heart aches to the point of bleeding.
What she threw away was not a hairpin, but countless gold!
The waiter nodded: "Okay, I wonder what material and color of jade you want?"
Su Ruotang pondered for a moment: "Are there any lavender varieties that are close to glass?"
Mo Ronyan likes light colors, like the immortals on the top of the snow-capped mountains who are not stained by dust.
Only lavender can match him.
It's cool and noble, yet elegant and generous.
"Wait a moment, let me ask the shopkeeper." The waiter took Su Ruotang to sit down at the table and ran to the backyard.
Su Ruotang hummed softly, sat down and looked out the window with her chin in her hands.
Think about what to carve.
Not long after, the waiter left and returned.
In front of him was a middle-aged man in a green shirt.
"My guest, I am the shopkeeper. Do you want Gao Bing to get close to the glass jade?"
Su Ruotang stood up: "The higher the planting water, the better, and the color must be even."
The shopkeeper raised his hand: "Sir, please come down with me."
He led Su Ruotang to the private room on the fifth floor and poured her a cup of tea.
"Please wait a moment, sir. I'm going to get the rough stone right now."
After saying this, he quickly walked out of the private room.
Su Ruotang sat by the window, stroking the tea cup with her long fingers, and sketched the pattern to be carved in her mind.
The shopkeeper came back quickly, holding a tray covered with red silk.
Just as he walked to the door of the private room, he almost collided with a girl.
Although the shopkeeper reacted quickly and avoided it in time.
But the red silk on the tray was caught by the fan held in the girl's hand.
The girl moved her hand, and the red silk flew away, revealing the contents on the tray.
In an instant, countless exclamations rang out.
"Is this glass purple jade?"
"The color is so uniform, like a clear purple spring, it's simply the best!"
"Oh my God, I have never seen such good jadeite, and it is the most precious purple jadeite!"
Qiao Wanwan looked at the jade in the shopkeeper's hand, her eyes lit up, and she pointed at the jade arrogantly, "Shopkeeper, I want this stone."
"I'm sorry, miss, this jade stone has already been reserved by a customer."
Qiao Wanwan followed his gaze and looked at Yajian.
When he saw Su Ruotang's face clearly, his pretty face was full of sarcasm, "Shopkeeper, he is just a male favorite who relies on sex. Are you sure he can afford it?"
The shopkeeper looked at Su Ruotang, who had a noble and elegant demeanor and was so beautiful that it was indistinguishable from male to female.
It's really hard to believe that he could be this kind of person.
Seeing the shopkeeper's hesitation, Qiao Wanwan continued: "I'm afraid he can't even afford the cheapest jade in your store!"
"Aren't you afraid that he deliberately threw your rough stone and refused to pay it back?"
The people around him who recognized Su Ruotang couldn't help but whisper.
"Isn't this the male favorite of His Highness the Third Prince?"
"The raw purple jade stone in the shopkeeper's hands should be worth more than one hundred thousand taels of gold. How can he, a male favorite, have so much money?"
"I heard that the third prince spent a million taels of gold to buy jade for the third prince's concubine. Is this male favorite just jealous?"
"Does he want to be shameless? The third prince's concubine is the wife of the third prince Ming Yuan. What right does he have to be jealous?"
Listening to the people's comments, Qiao Wanwan looked even more proud.
She pulled off the red silk from the fan and covered the jade.
When she first saw this jade, she felt that it was very suitable for the third prince.
A person as noble as the Third Prince should be worthy of a pure purple jade.
Although she couldn't afford more than 100,000 taels of gold, her father definitely had it.
As long as the third prince can be coaxed to accept her into the palace, the more than 100,000 taels of gold will be well spent.
"Send the jade to Qiao Mansion."
The shopkeeper looked at Su Ruotang with a subtle expression: "This young master..."
Su Ruotang raised her eyes, her beautiful peach blossom eyes were emotionless, and she stared at Qiao Wanwan coldly, "Can Miss Qiao get so much money?"
Qiao Wanwan snorted softly: "My father is the richest man in Xicheng. I still have the money to buy a piece of jade."
Su Ruotang said lazily and looked at the shopkeeper, "Shopkeeper, how much does this jade cost exactly?"
"Two hundred and fifty thousand taels of gold."
Upon hearing the shopkeeper's quotation, everyone around him suddenly took a breath of air.
Two hundred and fifty thousand taels of gold!
To them, this number is simply a fantasy.
Can't even think about it.
Qiao Wanwan was stunned: "Isn't it more than one hundred thousand taels?"
The shopkeeper's attitude was neither humble nor arrogant: "I never said more than one hundred thousand taels."
Qiao Wanwan choked.
They really didn't say it, this is all their guess.
"You can't even sell your jade to glass for such a high price..."
Before Qiao Wanwan finished speaking, she was interrupted by Su Ruotang.
Her tone was soft and lazy, with no distinction between male and female, "Miss Qiao, have you heard a sentence?"
"What words?"
"Red, emerald, green and purple are precious." As the last syllable fell, Su Ruotang stood up and walked to the shopkeeper's side.
With her long fingers, she slowly picked up the red silk.
Looking at it up close, she felt that this piece of jade was suitable for Mo Lalan.
Just like himself, lazy and noble.
Qiao Wanwan bit her lip: "Then can you afford it?"
Su Ruotang raised her beautiful eyebrows: "Whether I can afford it or not, does it have anything to do with you?"
Qiao Wanwan sneered: "Of course it has nothing to do with this lady."
"However, I can't bear to see you pretending to be fat and letting the shopkeeper work in vain."
Su Ruotang smiled lowly, looking into her radiant peach blossom eyes with a faint light.
Qiao Wanwan looked at her blankly.
At this moment, she felt that Su Ruotang was more beautiful than the third prince.
Su Ruotang curled her lips and smiled, and slowly took out a jade pendant from her sleeve.
After seeing the jade pendant clearly, the shopkeeper's expression suddenly changed.
Qiao Wanwan forced herself to recover from the beauty of her male doting, and when she saw the jade pendant in her hand, she sneered: "You don't want to trade this jade pendant for the original stone, do you?"
Even a fool can see that although the color of this jade pendant is not bad.
But it is far inferior to Zi Fei.
