The boss didn't dare to cut it, so he quickly stopped, poured some water on it, and washed away the gravel.

With a touch of the finger, the color became more vivid.

"It's a top-grade emerald, I do this, for so long, for the first time, I have produced a top-grade jadeite."

Fang Zongtang was not excited yet, and the shopkeeper cried excitedly first.

Song Yi glanced down at his right hand, his face was as black as the bottom of the pot.

Chen Zhen and Zhang Xingzu were stunned, and looked at the shopkeeper holding a stone a little bigger than an egg with a complicated expression, crying and laughing.

Crazy~

They're going crazy too~

She was also in a somewhat complicated mood, and couldn't help but glance at Song Yi beside her.

I didn't see it, but I was still a money-giver.

Song Yi turned his head uncomfortably, not daring to confront Fang Zongtang.

The shopkeeper went to the sink and splashed his face twice, and after calming down, he hurriedly ran to Fang Zongtang with a stone excitedly.

"Miss, do you want to continue cutting, I have been cutting stones for more than ten years, and I am very experienced, so I promise that I will not cut it for you." After the shopkeeper finished speaking, he looked at her with a worried face, for fear that she would refuse.

She didn't have a lot of hopes, it turned out that she had heard her grandfather say that gambling on stones is such a thing, one is poor, one is rich, and one is wearing linen.

It is said that a knife goes down to the green, don't be happy too early, maybe the second knife, the green is gone, this situation is still good, and you can also leave a thin material to make a few pairs of earrings. The most feared thing is that the back is full of cracked waste. In this way, the green that blooms in front of the affected will also be broken.

Chen Zhen spoke.

"Sister Zong, why don't you cut it, this stone is so small, it shouldn't be able to cut anything, let's buy it as a souvenir." Actually, he wanted to introduce other cutting masters.

This piece of material itself is small, and it is cut half a knife, if there is really a good thing in it, the master with bad experience will cut it with a knife, and the half-building will be gone.

Zhang Xingzu had the same idea as Chen Zhen, and he also distrusted the cutting master here.

Song Yi glanced at Chen Zhen, it was rare that there was no-for-tat.

"He's right, it's good to keep as a souvenir!"

She hated this kind of thing that still covered her face with a pipa, and she had to take off the veil to be happy.

"Cut it, if it is broken, you will not be compensated." She thought very openly, it was a thing of fifty yuan and two yuan, and she could see the emerald, which could be regarded as the money was not spent in vain.

She was reluctant to take it back and let a stone that she didn't know if it had any value take over the place in her safe.

The expressions of the three of them were different after listening, and none of them persuaded them.

Her temper is that once she says something, it is useless for anyone to say it.

The boss is also bold in his heart, he is half and half in his heart, hoping that Fang Zongtang will agree, and hoping that he will not agree.

He has itchy hands and wants to cut it, so why should he pay for everything that is broken? If you sell him here, you may not be able to afford it!

"Really?"

Fang Zongtang was very calm and calm, and raised his eyebrows: "Don't you dare to go under the knife?" ”

The shopkeeper glanced at the three men beside her, afraid of being beaten.

She stretched out her hand to the shopkeeper: "I'll come, you're watching from the side." ”

Before the shopkeeper could react, she took the stone and sat down on the seat.

She had already seen the meeting just now, and after sitting down, she went straight to the cut.

The piercing cutting sound sounded instantly, and the four people around it, it was too late to stop it, and she was afraid of being loud, her hands trembled and hurt again, and her heart was all in her throat.

The shopkeeper is going to regret dying in his heart, this young lady looks so noble, this kind of rough work, how can you say that you can get started?