"Millions!" Yu Miaomiao was really amazed by this number, but she didn't expect such a small stone to be worth so much after processing.

Hearing their words, the boss's heart was dripping blood, and he just begged Chen Wei to be a blind cat and a dead mouse, and he took shit luck.

How could it be possible to have such good luck in the next piece?

Pick up a stone, start the machine again, and cut it.

After a short while, the machine is shut down and the cut stone is opened.

"Emperor, Emperor Green!" The boss was completely dumbfounded, what the hell is going on?

He even wondered if Chen Wei had clairvoyance.

Although the size of this stone is not as good as the one just now, and the proportion of jade is not large, it is a rare and superb imperial green, and its value is definitely more than doubled!

This pile of waste materials can be opened one after another to produce the best jade, and the boss begins to doubt life.

Immediately after that, there is the second block, the third block......

Without exception, all out of jade!

Among them, the worst is a piece of white jade worth two or three hundred thousand, with a lot of impurities, and this is only the worst!

"You, young man, don't you know what special things are?" the boss couldn't help but ask.

"I said yes, do you believe it?" Chen Wei joked.

"It's really amazing, I've been in the jade industry for so many years, and it's the first time I've seen such a powerful gambling master as you. Of course, the boss doesn't believe that there will be any special functions in this world, so he can only say that he has indeed met a master this time.

How else to say that there are people outside the world, and people are not allowed to look good?

These large and small pieces of jade add up, and the boss roughly counts it, and he has at least lost nearly 10 million!

After that, he also deliberately selected a few stones that might produce jade, intending to cut them open and take a look at them, and try his luck.

However, it is clear that the boss's luck is not good, a piece of ...... Don't talk about jade, Yu Xingzi didn't see it.

"Let's leave so directly, aren't we looking for a master to carve jade there?" Yu Miaomiao looked at the big bag of jade that Chen Wei was carrying in a transparent plastic bag and asked.

"No, I'll be faster myself. Chen Wei responded.

"You not only know how to gamble on stones, but also carve jade?" Yu Miaomiao was impressed by Chen Wei.

"Of course. Chen Wei nodded and affirmed: "If you really want to talk about it, looking at the world, in terms of jade carving technology, no one should be able to compare with me." ”

It's not called conceit, it's self-confidence!

What is the source of Chen Wei's self-confidence?

In fact, it is the three thought swords, the thought sword moves at will, as long as Chen Wei dares to resemble, the thought sword can do it.

How else to call it a fetish?

"Looking at the world, no one can compare to you in terms of jade carving technology? As soon as Chen Wei's words fell, a young girl's voice came from behind him.

For this girl, Chen Wei, and Yu Miaomiao had no impression.

"......" The two looked at each other, neither of them spoke, and decided not to deal with her, so as to save themselves trouble.

"Eh, don't go!" Seeing that Chen Wei and Yu Miaomiao regarded themselves as air, the girl hurriedly quickened her pace, ran to the two of them, opened her arms, and blocked the way.

"What do you want to do? Touch porcelain or fraud?" Chen Wei asked in a tone of impatience and straight to the point.

"Ah, touch porcelain, fraud?" Hearing Chen Wei describe herself with these words, the girl was immediately unhappy, "Who wants to touch porcelain and deceive you, listen well, I am a famous jade carver, Song Yuanqing's chief disciple, Song Yan'er." ”

She put her hands on her chest, raised her head slightly, and introduced herself proudly.

"Oh, so what?" Chen Wei asked again.

Oh? So what?

That's the reaction?

Song Yan'er thinks it shouldn't be, she is a person who is mixed in the jade market, how could she not know Song Yuanqing's famous name?

"If it's okay, get out of the way, you're not busy, I'm still busy. Chen Wei said speechlessly.

I don't know what this little girl is thinking in her head.

"Eh, don't go, don't go, actually, I want to buy this jade in your hand. Song Yan'er hurriedly stretched out her hand to grab Chen Wei, and explained with a hint of coquettishness.

"That's it?" Chen Wei confirmed.

"Uh-huh. Song Yan'er looked forward to it, and quickly nodded her little head.

"Don't sell!" Chen Wei refused quite decisively, what was the hesitation? Can you eat it?

"......" Song Yan'er.

Seeing her deflated expression, Yu Miaomiao stood next to her and couldn't help but want to laugh.

Tilt your head slightly, cover half of your face with your hands, and gently purse a thin lip, the corners of your lips are raised slightly.

One smile is alluring to the city, and the other is a smile to the country, this sentence is used on her, and no one will question it.

As for this confidence, from the behavior of passers-by stopping to watch, isn't it enough to explain?

"Please, such a good jade material, what's the use of you taking it? Finding a few third-rate carvers can only be a waste of materials, it's better to give it to me, make good use of it, don't worry, I will definitely give you a lot of money, there is money." Song Yan'er patted her chest gently, very confident, and asked Chen Wei not to worry about this problem.

As long as it is a problem that can be solved with money, it cannot be considered a problem.

When she came out this time, the old man gave enough funds, otherwise, he wouldn't have been so confident.

"If you say you don't sell it, you don't sell it, why are you so verbose?" Chen Wei frowned slightly, and he was almost angry.

"Then, what's the use of these jades?" Song Yan'er didn't want to give up, and planned to give it another try, after all, good jade materials are too hard to find now.

"I carve it myself and use it to give it away, can't I?" Chen Wei asked rhetorically.

"Carving yourself?" Song Yan'er looked Chen Wei up and down with distrust, and then asked, "Which master's apprentice are you?"

"It doesn't matter which master I am with, I am a master myself!" Chen Wei replied.

"Poof!" Unexpectedly, in the next second, Song Yan'er actually laughed heartily, raised her hand, and touched her tears, "Please, can you type a draft before bragging?

"That's it, let's take a step back, you give me the jade, I'll help you carve it, I won't charge you money, after the carving is done, whether you want to take it to auction or give it away, it has nothing to do with me. Song Yan'er thought of a proposal to get the best of both worlds.

"Perhaps, I can also help you ask the old man to carve it himself. Having said all this, she felt that Chen Wei should have no reason to refuse.

"I'm sorry, I don't need to, I believe in my craft more than others. Chen Wei took Yu Miaomiao's hand, intending to forcibly bypass Song Yan'er's checkpoint.

"No! You, you can't go! You dare to look down on me, the chief son of the famous carver Song Yuanqing! I want to compare the carving with you!"