Everyone was waiting to see Lao Zheng's joke, and his nervous palms were sweating.
It's not that he feels sorry for his two hundred yuan, as he donates many two hundred yuan to the mountainous area every year, but he is worried that Su Jian will be laughed at, and he can't stand the blow to Su Jian.
Su Jian was calm and composed.
Big rocks are hard to see through, but small ones are "so easy" for her.
Among the pile of stones in the small exhibition hall, only the "Big Watermelon" is green inside, which is very beautiful.
After only slightly cutting the skin, the stone cutter stopped and stared at the shining green light in front of him.
"What's wrong? There's not a stone egg inside, right? An egg within an egg!" Li Liang thought he was being humorous and laughed, but no one responded to him.
Master Fu stepped forward and wanted to comfort Lao Zheng.
Su Jian deliberately looked innocent, "Did someone put water in it?"
How is it possible? Unless this person has water in his brain, who would inject water into the stone? Only those who can inject water can endure it!
"Keep cutting!" Master Fu screamed.
Impossible, absolutely impossible, how could there be such good natural jadeite grown in water? He has traveled around the world for so many years, but he has never seen top-quality ice jadeite growing out of a stone as big as a watermelon.
There were big beads of sweat on the stone cutter's forehead. He was afraid that he might cut the stone with a knife and cause an irreversible situation.
No, it was too scary. He turned off the power and stared at Master Fu blankly.
"What?" Master Fu asked.
"Cut, I can't cut it, how about you do it?"
Are you kidding me? He can't afford to pay for it if it's broken.
In desperation, Master Fu asked those present, "Which of you dares to cut?"
Uh...Master, what you said is not funny at all.
Seeing that no one dared to cut, Lao Zheng, who was in a dazed state, came to his senses.
"Xiao, Xiao Jane, what should I do?"
Su Jian gave a shocking answer, "Use sandpaper to grind it."
Really, there was only a thin layer of stone skin. Now she could clearly see that the green part was about the size of two fists, and the rest was mixed with a little green, not pure, and glowed with a very light green light.
"Yes, yes, use sandpaper."
Master Fu had doubts about Lao Zheng's ability to pick out the top-quality Laokeng ice jadeite, thinking that he must have had expert guidance. Now that he heard that he was grinding stones with sandpaper, he immediately gave up the idea of checking his background.
He was the best shit lucker in the game!
What a pity, what a pity. In the afternoon, the organizer told him that a batch of Burmese rough stones had arrived in bits and pieces, and they wanted him to take a look at them.
Almost every auction will do this, it's all a deceptive trick. The only way to get a little jade is to burn high incense. It's basically a pile of waste rocks, just to deceive people who want to gamble but are reluctant to spend a lot of money.
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It would be great if he went over to take a look. This piece of ice jade from Laokeng is worth at least four to five hundred thousand. What a pity, what a pity. Damn it, how is this nouveau riche so lucky?
Lao Zheng kept insisting on grinding with sandpaper. Su Jian yawned and said, "Uncle, what time is it? I have to go to school tomorrow."
Ah? It’s important to go to school. Grinding stones is a delicate job. Let’s do it when we have time.
The assistant quickly called someone over and carried the "big watermelon" to the pickup truck. There were four or five bodyguards squatting around it.
Su Jian said, "Someone has to hold him down. What if Gulu hits someone on the road?"
The organizer's plan to cause a car accident to take away the "Big Watermelon" was shattered. Under the gloomy gaze of Master Fu and some people, Old Zheng returned triumphantly.
"Xiao Jian, can you stay at my house tonight? I called Brother Mingcheng and told him."
"OK!"
Su Jian did not refuse because she wanted to cut out the jade herself.