After hearing this, the expression on Li Tiantan's face relaxed a little.
Really, these young people nowadays are becoming more and more rude. After all, they are just a big boss in the army. They dare to interrupt themselves. Whoever dares to do such a thing in the Jade Union will have to pack up and leave the next day.
people!
"Songhua, although you can most likely judge whether the rough stone can produce green or not based on this thing, when you actually get a rough stone, if the pine flowers on the leather shell cannot be used as a template, you have to analyze the specific situation."
"Roughly speaking, most of all the rough stones in the world are needle-shaped pine flowers. They are just a point on the surface of the rough stone, as if they were pricked with a needle from the inside out."
"The second most common one is the belt pine flower. Some people call it the hemp rope pine flower. It is like a belt or a rope winding around the body of the stone. The length is uncertain and the shapes are all kinds of weird."
"And what's left are two rare types of pine flowers, namely veneered pine flowers and firefly pine flowers."
"The so-called pine flowers attached to the skin are just like someone pasting a piece of green skin on the surface of the sand. It looks like a large expanse of greenery. However, this kind of pine flowers are generally in the primary form of half-crystallized jadeite.
, although it looks green on the surface, the probability of having jade inside is very small."
"Unless the veneered pine flowers have been connected into one piece, and the color looks to be of high quality, then you can bet on the water species in the original stone. Otherwise, generally don't consider this kind of thing."
but.
After Li Tiantan said this, he stretched out his hand and touched the rough stone again, with an undisguised expression of love on his face.
"This firefly pine flower is different from the bark pine flower. It is just like the rough stone that Boss Wei placed on the public market in northern Myanmar ten years ago. It looks like a big tree root with the roots cut off, with fireflies in it.
It's like a nest inside. If you sprinkle a handful of water at this time, if the color of these pine flowers turns green and bright, it will be like fireflies coming to life."
"Then there must be some incredible jade in this rough stone."
"Furthermore, the number of firefly pine flowers on this rough stone is huge and evenly distributed. You see, these places are almost connected into one piece. Such fineness only shows one thing. The jadeite in this rough stone is very heavy.
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After Li Tiantan finished speaking, a group of people around him burst into warm applause.
"Mr. Li said it well! Today I have learned a lot!"
A group of officers gathered around him and clapped their hands, praising him so much that he felt a little carried away.
Just when he was feeling proud, a sudden voice suddenly sounded from the crowd.
"Since Mr. Li is so impressive about this piece of material, why doesn't Boss Wei take the bet himself?"
The applause stopped instantly, and everyone looked towards the source of the sound.
The person who spoke was none other than Meng Yan.
The scar on the side frowned: "Brother Meng, it's rare to meet such a powerful Xiangyu master as Mr. Li to tell the brothers some principles on how to make a fortune in Xiangyu. What's the point of interrupting the old man's speech?"
Although Li Tiantan has finished speaking, Scar still said this.
After these eloquent talks, coupled with Li Tiantan's appearance as an old man with an immortal air and his status as the president of the Jade Guild, Scar has completely regarded him as a jade master whose strength surpasses Meng Yan.
Naturally, Meng Yan is of no use anymore, so there is no need to spend energy on him anymore.
Li Tiantan on the side also had a gloomy look on his face when he heard Meng Yan's question, and asked with a hint of sullenness in his voice.
"Hunter, are you questioning me?"
Meng Yan spread his hands with a relaxed expression: "Mr. Li is highly respected and a first-class fortune teller. How could I question Mr. Li?"
"I'm just out of curiosity. If this rough stone is so good, why doesn't Boss Wei cut the stone himself?"
Seeing the sudden cooling of the atmosphere at the scene, Wei Xian intervened at the right time.
"As you can see, I am a pit boss who sells rough stones, not a gambler who bets on rough stones."
"I sell materials, not gamble! It's safe this way! No matter how beautiful the materials are, I just keep them, wait for the value to rise, and let people who are destined to buy them buy them and make a profit on the price difference!"
"With one knife, I will have enough food and clothing for the rest of my life. If I have one knife, I can queue up on the rooftop. That is all the business of other gamblers. What will happen depends on their fate. I will just make a small difference and be satisfied!"
Meng Yan always felt that he had heard more than one version of this type of words, and they all had the same meaning.
These Burmese stone sellers have really good intentions.
The atmosphere at the scene did not seem to have eased much. Li Tiantan raised his cane, pointed at Meng Yan with the bottom and said angrily.
"I remember that Captain Dao personally asked you to come and see the stone. You pulled me in by being a naughty boy."
"Now that I've read Shitou, I've finished what I've said, now it's your turn!"
Everyone around them took half a step back one after another to make a way for Meng Yan to get in front of the original stone. Scar pointed at the original stone and made a gesture of invitation.
"Brother Meng, please, you haven't read it yet."
Obviously, after Meng Yan's brilliance as a physiognomist faded, Scar suddenly thought that Meng Yan was just a loser who climbed up to become a nightingale's lover. In the eyes of soldiers who live their lives with their heads in their belts, they are nothing more than a piece of trash.
A very cowardly thing.
Immediately, his good impression of Meng Yan completely dissipated. This kind of coward was a clown who deserved to be laughed at.
Nightingale on the side tightened her hand on Meng Yan's shoulder and asked worriedly.
"Meng Yan, what should we do next?"
"What should we do? Just do it like this." Meng Yanfeng smiled lightly.
"The boat will naturally go straight when it reaches the bridge."
Everything is still under Meng Yan's control.
Under the gaze of everyone, Meng Yan walked up to the original stone and leaned down to observe it. Nightingale also squatted down next to Meng Yan, curiously looking at the blown-up stone in front of her.
Meng Yan calmly stroked the sand on the original stone, and felt the rough texture and delicate texture of the sand in his hands. It was indeed a rare piece of good material.
Immediately, the magic pupil opened, and Meng Yan looked into the depths of the original stone.
…
A few minutes later, Meng Yan withdrew his magic eyes and sighed secretly in his heart.
The Nightingale on the side came over and said, "How about it, can't you bet?"
Unexpectedly, after sighing, Meng Yan smiled slightly at the corner of his mouth. Instead of answering Nightingale's words, he raised his head to look at Wei Xian and asked.
"Boss Wei, do you have a flashlight here?"
Wei Xian nodded: "Mr. Meng wants to turn on the lights, right? I'll ask the guy to bring some over right away."
After that, he greeted a few employees around him. After a while, the employees came back from outside and handed out flashlights to everyone present.
