"The stone cutter is not here, please wait a moment, I will contact other masters to come over."
Lao Zheng stopped him, "With little Jane here, there is no need to find a stone cutter."
"What? Don't tell me that Miss Su Jian can cut stones?"
"The stone I sold you last time was cut by Xiao Jian."
A piece of ice and a piece of glass. Xia Weidong was shocked when he got the jade. He always thought that the stone cutter Lao Zheng hired was experienced and experienced, so he could cut the rough stone perfectly.
"I have a stone-cutting machine here, so what are you waiting for? Let's go and cut the stones."
Neighboring merchants heard that there was a girl under the age of eighteen who could cut stones, and they all came over to watch the fun.
No. 6 Courtyard is the most famous antique trading market in China. Every day, people from all over the country come here to hunt for treasures, pick up junk, and play.
As the saying goes, it is hidden in the city, and Courtyard No. 6 is also the place of Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon. Soon the news that Su Jian had cut out the raw jade stone of waxy ice species, as if it had grown wings, reached the ears of a man named "Buddha Head"
inside.
"Hey! How capable can a little girl be? She has a nose and an eye."
"Buddha Tou, don't be careless about this. Go and take a look. Although the waxy ice jade is not as good as the ice jade, it can be sold at a high price if it is of good quality."
The speaker has a good relationship with "Buddha Head". Recently, he did something wrong. Someone introduced a woman with an unusual background. She promised to meet her at the teahouse tomorrow afternoon. He was worried that he didn't have a meeting gift.
Women all like jewelry and jade. If you spend thousands to give a piece of uncarved jade, you can find a new way to make the other person happy, and you may get twice the result with half the effort.
"Buddha" had no choice but to agree and came outside Xia Weidong's shop.
"Everyone, I'm sorry. The child doesn't know the heights of the sky. He accidentally hit and cut the stone. There's nothing to discuss. Please go back. Don't delay your fortune here."
Su Jian didn't want to expose herself, so Xia Weidong made up a lie and left to watch the excitement.
"Hey, isn't this the Buddha's head? What's the matter with you?"
"Buddha's Head" has a high level of stone cutting and is well-known in Courtyard No. 6. He probably heard that Su Jian cut the waxy ice seeds and wanted to find out.
"Boss Xia, if you don't tell secrets, you can take out the good things for everyone to see and not snatch them away. What are you afraid of?"
"Buddha Head, you have misunderstood. We have seen too many Nuozhong stones, and there is nothing eye-catching about them. I'm sorry, please take them back."
Xia Weidong was not an economical lamp, so he dismissed the Buddha's head with a few words. In the basement, Su Jian was cutting the second rough stone.
Zheng Zhi watched from the side without blinking, fearing that Xiao Jian would make a mistake and cut the stone.
"Bo, what kind of glass?"
When Xia Weidong came in, Su Jian had already finished cutting. It was a piece of glass jade the size of a sea bowl. This was the first time he had encountered it after more than 20 years of working.
"How much did it cost to buy the stone?" He was so surprised that he could not speak coherently and his tongue was tied.
Old Zheng didn't know either. At that time, he was controlled by Xu Lie and the task of buying stones was given to Liu Sheng. Anyway, he gave him 200,000 yuan and left 30,000 yuan for him when he came back.
"Old Zheng, you are making a big mistake."
Who said it wasn't the case? Xia Weidong quickly contacted the buyer. There was no problem in selling this piece of glass jadeite for millions. Even Xia Weidong himself was tempted.
"I will definitely go to Yunnan with you, even if the sky falls, I will go."
A few days ago, Lao Zheng mentioned his travel plans to him, but Xia Weidong excused himself because he had something to do and didn't want to go.
Su Jian sat drinking tea.
"Xiao Jian, who did you learn this cutting skill from?"
"Book."
Zheng Zhi had a "You're kidding me" expression.
Next to him, Liao Houxi whispered in his ear, "Mr. Zheng, what she said is right."
What else do you know?
Zheng Zhi rolled his eyes, and Liao Houxi said firmly, "Miss Jian is very good at learning from books!"