Chapter 080: The Enigmatic Jade
Xie Yuanjiu's neck was hung with a jade pendant.
Yao Wenjing found it when he cleaned his wound yesterday, but he was worried about Xie Yuanjiu's injuries at the time, so he only took a quick look, and only then did he look carefully.
Yao Wenjing, who was in her previous life, had worked in a jewelry and jade firm for a period of time, and learned a lot of jade knowledge, and she could see at a glance that this piece of jade was worth a lot of money.
"Uncle Yuan Jiu, this jade pendant is so beautiful, can I take a look?"
Xie Yuanjiu took it off his neck, and Yao Wenjing took it in his hand and rubbed it carefully.
This is a piece of good Hetian jade seed material, there are a total of brown, yellow, black, jujube red, blue and white five colors, the jade carver's technique is simply ingenious, with the most obvious three colors carved out of three fish, the layers are clear, lifelike.
What's more critical is that this jade pendant Yao Wenjing has seen it in her previous life.
I swiped it in Douyin, an old lady who was nursing in the hospital at the time, was poisoned on Douyin every day, and I watched all kinds of gossip in it and shared it with her.
At that time, I shared this photo with her, saying that a rich man spent more than one million yuan to take a jade pendant at the auction, and Yao Wenjing also sighed at that time that her son's surgery fee has not been enough, but people can spend so much at will, just like buying a small toy.
Because the jade pendant is colorful and unique, as a person who has worked in the jade industry, she took the picture and enlarged it.
This piece of jade is indeed a good jade, but the price of more than one million is still too much of a premium.
But in her previous life, how did she know that this piece of jade itself was the rich man's thing, but when she was young, she pawned it out in exchange for her first pot of gold, even if he spent more money, he would buy it back.
The piece of jade hanging around Xie Yuanjiu's neck is really exactly the same as the shape he saw on the Internet in his previous life, Yao Wenjing couldn't help but have mixed feelings when he saw it, if it was really the one that sold for a sky-high price, then Xie Yuanjiu's worth would be high.
Seeing that Yao Wenjing was holding the jade pendant and didn't speak, Xie Yuanjiu was still a little embarrassed, he scratched his head and smiled innocently.
"Worthless things, when I was a child, I took it to the commune to sell it, but no one wanted it, saying that this piece of jade was fake, and the real jade was said to be transparent, and I didn't do it at all."
Yao Wenjing smiled dumbly, fortunately she was not bought cheaply by the person who didn't know the goods.
She really wanted to popularize it to Xie Yuanjiu, the kind of jade they said was actually jadeite, Hetian jade was originally like this, the color of his jade was very good, very moist, although he was not an expert in jade, he also knew that it was a good product.
But she couldn't explain it clearly for a while, and she was afraid that Xie Yuanjiu would get to the bottom of it, so she hung the jade pendant back on Xie Yuanjiu's neck.
"Uncle Yuanjiu, this piece of jade is very beautiful, I don't think it's fake, it's very valuable, you take it, don't take it and sell it, you know no."
Xie Yuanjiu's eyes suddenly became very deep, and his thoughts seemed to fly far, far away.
"No, I was ignorant when I was a child, I wanted to sell it for candy at that time, although this thing is not valuable, but it means a lot to me, I will not sell it again unless I have to."
Yao Wenjing suddenly remembered the nonsense Xie Yuanjiu said last night when he had a severe fever, and his heart couldn't help but move, and he couldn't help but ask him tentatively.
"Uncle Yuan Jiu, where did you get this piece of jade?"
Xie Yuanjiu was silent for a long, long time.
On the side, Yao Wenjing scooped a bowl of boiled dandelion porridge and handed it to him.
"Uncle Yuan Jiu, if you don't want to say it, don't say it, I know, everyone has their own secrets."
Xie Yuanjiu drank the bowl of porridge, he had a little strength in his body, and looking at Yao Wenjing's pure eyes in front of him, he suddenly had the desire to talk.
A little bit of it.
These words, from childhood to adulthood, he has never said them to anyone.