The boss looked the young man up and down, and then glanced at the dark stone at his feet. He could tell at a glance that he was an amateur.

Everyone in the know knows that this stone is made of wool that came down from the mountain. It has passed through the eyes of countless masters and been eliminated as worthless material.

If there is really any information, will it be their turn?

Judging by his accent, he is probably from the capital city. If I try to pick him out, I think he is just a victim.

The boss laughed secretly and quoted: "Five thousand."

"One thousand." The young man countered.

A knowledgeable person can get it for a hundred dollars, and the boss waved his hand generously: "Okay, okay, five hundred is five hundred, I'll treat it as a fate with you!"

The young man took out the cash, paid immediately, and then handed it over to the master for cutting.

The crowd has not dispersed yet. Although the stone is not eye-catching, they still gather around to watch out of the excitement of betting on stones.

The stone is as big as an A4 piece of paper. It has no jade and is not made of plain material. It doesn't look very valuable.

Therefore, after cutting it open, some laymen took a look at it and curled their lips: "It's white again...it's no use."

"It's white, but it's white ice!"

"Wow, it's still an ice species, the water head is too full!"

The master turned on the flashlight, and the crowd roared: "It didn't crack!"

"Why not? Isn't there a big crack in the middle?"

"Big cracks are not considered cracks, small cracks are worthless."

With a clatter, the boss's tea cup fell to the ground, shaking his hands in disbelief: "This, this...how is this possible!"

He took a flashlight and looked into the jade, and found that there were only a few cotton threads and black spots. He had been working with jade for many years, and after looking so carefully, he couldn't find any defects.

The young man's expression was indifferent, and there was no trace of emotion in his eyes after the incision, as if he had expected it.

"Brother, tell me the number and I'll buy it!"

"I've just cut one side, and I haven't looked at the corners yet. What if it's dead white and cotton?"

The boss rolled his eyes: "Old Chen, cut off the four corners."

The master looked at him and instantly understood what he meant.

This cutting is also very particular. If you push the knife inward a little or move a little bit, the price of the jade will drop. Mistakes in cutting are inevitable, and the young man can only admit that he is unlucky.

With more than ten years of hard work, the cutting master is worried that he can't hide it from this group of laymen.

At that time, they will make acquisitions, lower the price, and double the profit from selling.

As for the manipulative part, although it is a pity, it is nothing to suffer some damage just to get this piece of material.

Although he thought so, the boss looked at the stone with distress in his eyes.

This is his stone.

Just when the master was about to take action, the young man spoke up.

"Wait a minute."

The young man raised his lips slightly and gave a cool smile, "Please make sure that I won't cut it."

"Why can't this be cut?" The boss's voice was so loud that it almost broke.

Realizing that he had overreacted, he calmed down his surprised look and smiled: "I mean, little brother, there are spectators all around now, everyone is waiting to cut open and have a look, and you just left...here,

I have to give everyone an explanation!"

He spread his hands, looking helpless, and someone below him began to boo.

"That's right! Everyone has been waiting for so long. Now that we have reached this stage, cut it all off and show it to us."

“It’s not until you cut it all off that you can see the original appearance. It’s not like we won’t buy it!”

"Do you want to cheat people with a piece that is not completely cut? It's unethical, brother! Cut it quickly!"

The boss shook his head and sighed: "Little brother, look, everyone is waiting for you, so let's cut it."

"Are you kidnapping me morally?" The young man's eyes were clearly smiling, but there was no warmth at all, only a bone-chilling coldness.

Looking at the young man, the boss winced unconsciously at the look.

The young man took out a cloth bag from somewhere and put the rough stones into it piece by piece. He said in a light voice, "Whether I cut it or not, it doesn't matter to you."

The translation of these four words is, none of your business.

As long as you have no morals, no one can morally kidnap you.

It is normal for businessmen to value profits, but the boss of this company is too naughty. He wants to take advantage of all the benefits, and he will try his best to cheat amateurs without any bottom line. He is really an unscrupulous businessman.

The young man packed the rough stones and was about to leave. The boss suddenly shouted: "Wait a minute!"

The young man ignored her and kept walking. The boss rushed up to her and grabbed the cloth bag she was holding.

She turned quickly, grabbed the boss's arm with her backhand and twisted it back. There was only a slight clicking sound, and the boss instantly turned pale and was dripping with cold sweat.

"You still think you can't steal it?" The young man smiled lightly.

The onlookers around also started pointing at the boss.

"The good ones will go to him, and the bad ones will cut our leeks, and all the benefits will be taken by him."

"How can such a good thing happen!"

"Tsk, tsk, there are still people doing this kind of business, my eyes have been opened today."

"I said boss, we are a society governed by the rule of law. Even if this is gambling, it is illegal for you to rob someone of something!"

The boss endured the pain of dislocated bones and weakly defended: "I didn't want to rob, I bought! I bought!"

"Then tell me how much you pay?"

"Half a million..."

"Hahahaha, do you think others are a fool? I sold you a piece of white ice jadeite for 500,000 yuan. You really want it to be beautiful!"

"I just want to ask, what's the difference between this and a robbery?"

His colleagues were also laughing at his joke, and the female owner of the store opposite raised her voice: "Brother, come to my place, and you can cut it wherever you want. But I don't think you need to cut it. Just knock off the skin and maybe it can be penetrated."

If what she said is true, the rough stone in the young man's hands could be sold for at least five million.

The female boss's suggestion was sincere. The material in the young man's hands was too transparent. She had no doubt that if the skin was removed, it would not become foggy. There was an 80% chance that it would be transparent.

However, the female boss also took advantage of the crowds and used this person as a gimmick to attract a large number of people. Apart from anything else, the increase in customer flow is a lever.

The young man stared at her face for a while. Just when the female boss thought that her makeup was smeared, the young man let go of the boss's arm, then casually mentioned it and entered her shop without saying a word.

A large group of people followed and left. The boss grinned and stood up straight. He moved his arms and found that his dislocated bones had healed somehow and no longer hurt at all.

But at this time, his shop was deserted and deserted, and there was not a single customer left.

"Damn it!" the boss cursed and spat.

From the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of Liu Er still slumped on the ground, his eyes stiff and his face pale. If his chest hadn't been heaving, one would have thought he was a dead person.

The boss rolled his eyes, chuckled twice, and said to the cutting master casually: "That brother just now must have come alone."

"His stone can be sold for several million. For such a huge sum of money, you have to be careful when walking at night."


Chapter completed!