The middle-aged uncle started the machine and pushed the stone along the drawn line, leaving no nail behind.

It's really like clay.

And the spectators, who had been sitting firmly in their chairs, suddenly lost their previous chatter and laughter, and all stared at the stone with full attention.

Of course, Song Shinian is the same.

Unlike their nervous anticipation of the unknown, she was now dead.

She knew there was a treasure in the stone.

Yan Yu just admitted.

Song Shinian was sighing when he saw Yan Yu also coming over.

At this time, Yan Yu was like an enemy, and the more he looked at it, the more unpleasant it became.

"Humph!"

Song Shinian snorted heavily at Yan Yu, and after confirming that he found himself angry, he turned his face angrily and continued to stare at the stone.

At this point, it is all cut in one fell swoop.

Everyone, including Song Shinian, couldn't help but take a step forward and eagerly see the results.

But nothing was seen, the stone did not change in the slightest, and the spectators exchanged their heads and ears.

"No?"

"I'll just say how can such an ugly stone bloom."

"It's okay, she's a scrap, and the probability of us choosing a baby will be hit."

Even Gu Mingyuan and Sang Xue'er's faces were difficult to look at.

The middle-aged uncle picked up the cut stone and looked at it carefully, before he smiled and said to everyone: "Don't worry, everyone, this is the first knife, and I look at the green in the white of the cut plane, it should be able to make a name." ”

When everyone heard this, they were envious.

Sang Xue'er and the two also swept away their previous black faces, and glanced at everyone proudly, full of showing off.

Sure enough, there are treasures.

Song Shinian's one-ten-thousandth luck was also shattered.

She watched her uncle continue to fire the second knife, and turned her head to look at Yan Yu in frustration: "Big man, this stone was originally mine." ”

Yan Yu touched his nose and snorted.

He now knows how much he holds a grudge back then.

Obviously, before he came, he confessed to himself again, what love is unbearable, and what he cooks for him every day, it is all fake.

This little liar.

Song Shinian sighed again and said faintly: "It's a pity that no one lent me money." ”

Saying that he was still emphasizing the words 'no one', his eyes were staring at Yan Yu for a moment, staring at him with a weak heart.

Song Shinian sighed again, and said pitifully: "My boyfriend is unreliable these days." ”

The green tendons on Yan Yu's forehead jumped straight.

He stuffed the stone he had just bought into Shi Nian's arms, and his tone was very helpless: "It's okay." ”

Song Shinian was overjoyed.

She held the stone and looked left and right, and gradually saw that there was a problem.

Song Shinian did not give up, she raised her eyes to look at the huge stone that was being unraveled, and then looked down at the petite stone in her hand.

Then he looked up at the big one, and then he looked down at the small one.

Song Shinian looked at Yan Yu again and again: "Wouldn't this be too small?" ”

Although she believed that the big guy must have used his superpowers to see the stone before buying it, one was the super large stone she fancied, and the other was a very inconspicuous small stone.

In the case that both stones can be opened to treasures, Song Shinian inevitably favors the big stone he likes.

That's a symbol of my own vision.

"Precious is fine, not much." Yan Yu replied lightly.

But who doesn't want to have more, the better.

However, Sang Xueer spent 300,000 yuan to buy a big stone, and the big guy spent 100,000 yuan to buy a small stone, so there is no loss.

Song Shinian just wanted to reluctantly slap two sycophants, when he heard a burst of cheers from the front.

"It's out, it's out!"