Chapter 37: The Miniature Sculpture (2)

The staff on the side hurriedly brought a magnifying glass, which can be said to be a must-have in the gambling stone industry, and there are several in the stall.

Meng Shicheng held a magnifying glass in one hand and a Guanyin pendant in the other, and looked at it intently for a long time, and then handed the pendant to Xu Qing cautiously.

"Brother, the male wears Guanyin and the female wears the Buddha, it is a great honor to have a pendant carved by the jade god Lu Zigang himself, keep it well, this is a good thing that is difficult to buy with money."

Xu Qing took the pendant and put it directly on his neck, he didn't have the slightest concept of Zigangyu, he just thought it was a good thing, the pendant body was used to hang, and only by making the best use of it could it give full play to its value.

"Old Meng, how much do you estimate this thing is worth?" Tang Guobin pointed to Jade Guanyin and said.

Meng Shicheng smiled slightly and said: "There are not many people who know treasures, and those who are ignorant do not take 100 yuan." ”

"Brother Meng, do you mean that I belong to the category of ignorants?" Xu Qing wrinkled his nose and said teasingly.

"Hahaha! You belong to the ignorant favored by the gods of fortune. Meng Shicheng laughed loudly and made the most pertinent evaluation of Xu Qing.

"Yes, this kid is so lucky, I'll ask him to help my brother choose a few stones later." Tang Guobin nodded heavily, and put on a look of cutting you if he can't pick out a good stone.

A total of 327,000 wool materials to solve 3555 million jadeite, gambling more than a thousand times, this kind of luck made Tang Guobin and others a little jealous, all the wool sales of the No. 56 stall have been sold out several times higher than the scheduled price, Meng Shicheng was so happy that he couldn't close his mouth, and hurriedly ordered people to close the stalls, and make up a batch of wool tomorrow.

Taking advantage of the early time, a group of five people walked to the neighboring gambling stone stall with great interest, this time Tang Guobin learned to be obedient, every time he fancied a gambling stone, he would call Xu Qing over to ask, hoping to get some good luck, he made up his mind that he must be addicted to gambling stones today, but there was not even a jade hair in the few pieces of material he fancied.

Xu Qing didn't want to see Tang Guobin lose money, so he could only shake his head vigorously and whisper that he didn't feel like he was not optimistic, so he gave up obediently, and he walked around ten stalls in a row and didn't find a decent gambling stone, which shows that the probability of containing jade in the wool is surprisingly low.

Click-

A familiar cutting sound came into his ears, which made Tang Guobin, who was in a state of interest, excited again, and pointed to the crowd of onlookers not far away and shouted: "Someone has solved the stone, go, join in the fun." ”

After finishing speaking, he ran in the direction of the stone solving machine, Xu Qing had to follow closely, and the two of them ran to the stone machine one after the other, fortunately, there were not many onlookers, so it was easy to get up and find a good position to watch.

The one who solved the stone was a short man, and behind him stood a sturdy old man with gray temples, who was calmly watching the saw blade fall along the pre-drawn cutting line.

Click!

The black shell wool was divided into two, and the short man began to scoop water and splash it down the cut surface, and the stone chips mixed with the water became a gray-white thick slurry dripping down, and the cut surface was only a few broken green, and the knife was broken.

The short man tilted his head sideways and glanced behind him, and the old man smiled and said, "Let's take a look at two more cross-cutting cuts." ”

A piece of material is cut in three knives and four parts, if there is no green in it, it is finished, and ordinary people will not choose to cut it again, and this piece of material of at least 200 kilograms has become a pile of worthless waste rock.

The short man moved half of the stone in a direction, hit it horizontally and fixed it with an iron clip, clicked a knife down, and then rinsed it with water, or only saw a few points of scattered green, even if it was taken out, it was not worth a hundred, like this kind of scattered green, the vast majority of people would choose to give up, compared to hundreds of thousands of black shell gambling stones, a hundred or so pieces are too insignificant.