Fanfan came over to look at the scale and realized that the prices of these rough stones are different, ranging from tens of dollars to hundreds of dollars. The main thing depends on the rough stones themselves. Some ordinary rough stones cost tens of dollars per kilogram, while good ones cost
Several hundred dollars.
Someone was doing the calculations nearby. After everything was weighed, the price was calculated. It totaled one hundred thousand U.S. dollars, which converted into more than six hundred thousand Chinese currency.
Fanfan secretly said that it was lucky that she had a plug-in, and the rough stones she picked contained more or less jade, otherwise Tang Muchen would have been at a loss.
"Young Master Tang, are these rough stones to be cut by us or transported back to you?"
When Tang Tianyuan went to pay, someone came to ask Tang Muchen.
Tang Muchen said: "Just cut it here."
Then he gave Fanfan a pen and said, "You draw the lines, and they will cut along the lines you draw."
Fanfan really didn't trust others to draw the line. If the jade inside was cut off, Tang Muchen would lose money. She took the pen and went to draw the line.
The onlookers were still watching. Tang Muchen just let his girlfriend scratch and pull around in the rough stone pit. Why did he let his girlfriend draw on the line? He really had money and was not afraid of burning it.
It was quite strange to be able to watch Tang Muchen spend money on his girlfriend. Some people had already taken out their mobile phones to take videos and photos.
Fanfan didn't care about anyone else and carefully drew lines on each rough stone. She could feel the spiritual energy. This is the biggest cheat. It is to pick the right one and draw the right one.
It took some effort to finish painting all the rough stones, and the next step was to cut them. She was no longer needed, so naturally there would be professional people to carry them over and cut them.
Tang Muchen took Fanfan and sat down on the chair. Someone had already prepared tea and snacks. Fanfan drank tea and ate fruit while watching the master cutting rough stones.
Chi chi chi, chi chi chi.
The sound of machines cutting stones filled my ears, and soon the first rough stone turned green. Someone exclaimed: "Wow, it's green, it's green."
"Congratulations to Mr. Tang, the first rough stone has been cut into bean jadeite."
The cutting master raised his voice to congratulate.
Fanfan made a yes gesture.
Tang Muchen: "Continue."
Some of the others were still amazed, while others thought it was luck. After all, it was just bean-grown jade, not a good jade.
But when it came to the second piece, those who thought it was luck were slapped in the face, because ice jade was cut out of the second rough stone, and the grade suddenly went up.
“God, is Mr. Tang’s girlfriend an expert in stone gambling?
How come everything is accurate?"
"It doesn't look like she is. She is so young, I don't think she is an adult."
"I don't think she knows what she's doing when she just scratched and pulled the rough stone casually."
"Maybe I'm just lucky."
"Lets see."
In the midst of the discussion, the cutting master cut the third rough stone, and it still turned out green. It was an ice glass type, and the grade was one level higher than the ice type.
Exclamations came and went, and discussions were endless.
Fanfan asked Tang Muchen in a low voice: "Are there levels of jadeite?"
"Um."
Tang Muchen said: "It's just the difference in quality."
Fanfan has his own understanding: "The better the quality, the higher the grade, and the stronger the spiritual energy. I can feel that one of the rough stones has particularly strong spiritual energy. It may be a good piece of jade."
"If you gamble and get a piece of imperial green, you will become famous."
Tang Muchen joked.
Fanfan didn't understand what imperial green was, but Tang Muchen's words came true, because not long after, the cutting master exclaimed: "My God, imperial green, there is actually imperial green cut out of this rough stone."