The cutting line drawn by An Xin wants to be a piece of watermelon, and it is also a very thin piece of watermelon.

With the cutting line, Mr. Zhou Quan is no longer entangled.

I got busy fiddling with the machine and began to cut the rough.

The most exciting thing about gambling on stones is the moment when cutting the rough stone.

The mechanical sound of gears, the rattling of water, each sound stimulates the brain and makes the heart beat faster.

One knife is poor, one knife is rich.

Zhou Quan is an old customer here, and his rough stone is about to be opened, so that more people will watch the excitement.

"Old Zhou, what kind of rough stone are you? Let's talk about it, I recently made a small profit in my hand, I can collect it at the right price, there is an exhibition in Suzhou and Hangzhou, and I just lack a material. ”

There was an engraver with a small felt hat, who came to Zhou Quan to talk about business with a smiling face.

"You can sell you that little cut watermelon."

"The jade you sold, cut out a piece of green melon for me? You still need money, Lao Zhou, you are not kind, even if it is an emerald, you can't cheat my brother's drinking money like this. ”

"It's not green, it's red. Blessed with the red. ”

Zhou Quan said this with confidence.

"This pit hasn't been red for seven or eight years. Lao Zhou, you're not joking with me, are you? ”

Blood jade has a price, and the amount of this thing is too small.

If this is really blood jade, red jade, and the size of a watermelon, it is not impossible to carve.

"I was a little loud just now, don't be angry."

The little old man in the felt hat was busy picking out a bunch of good things from his pony coat.

The calloused palms are holding betel nuts, Chinese, peanuts, and melon seeds.

"Brother, give me a corner of the red material."

"I'm not a child, be realistic, give a price."

Zhou Quan walked away and made an eight-eight gesture with his hand.

"Eight thousand?"

"You're a family with that little Sakura? Eight thousand when you open your mouth? Are you trying to rob? ”

"It's not a good cut, I don't know what color this material is."

The priceless ruby is blood red, not a light orange with dividends, and the market value of the red orange is not high.

This is a colored jade with a small price.

The little old man really didn't maliciously insure the price.

Come here for money, the private detective has opened a small stove for An Xin, and he has a shallow understanding of jade, not very deep.

"Yes, 80,000 is 80,000! I also bet once, I believe that your luck is good, not for anything else, just for Huaguo. ”

The little old man with the felt hat was very cool, and he directly asked Zhou Quan for the collection code to transfer 80,000 yuan to him.

Directly ordered the jade.

As soon as he bought the material, the machine finished the rough stone.

Freshly cut jade, the incision still retains the heat generated by friction.

It's a little hot, and Zhou Quan doesn't mind this small temperature at all.

He couldn't wait to take down the precious rough stone, and carefully pulled out the piece of stone the size of a watermelon.

It was an isosceles triangle.

When the material is pulled out, it is as bright red as blood.

The red one does not have a trace of impurities, and the red one looks like a burning flame.

The watermelon slices that are about to be cut off are like the texture of the watermelon's skin, and the little cotton inside is like unripe watermelon seeds.

It looks beautiful under the illumination of the exclusive light.

Even if you don't carve, you can use it as a small ornament.

The carver who bought the material smiled from ear to ear.

Zhou Quan really didn't say anything, 8,000 yuan couldn't buy a layer of skin for this material.

The fat man of the Sakura Country clenched his fists jealously when he saw that the old man had opened a rare material.

"Cherry Blossom Emperor blesses, produce better material than this red jade."

Bless?

Hearing the prayer of the cherry blossom people, An Xin smiled disdainfully.

The emerald of his broken stone was sold for 10 million at most, and the price was one-third of the blood jade.

It's better than this, even a little luck is impossible.

What's more, this fool doesn't understand jade, and he just joins in the fun.

The owner of the stone-cutting shop looked at the cherry blossom man holding the big stone, and called people with a smile on his face.

"It's your turn, put the stone on it."

"Do you understand jade culture, I'm a rough stone, not a stone, don't say this kind of thing to ruin my luck."

Being called a stone, the little fat man in the cherry blossom country is very unhappy.

"Okay, okay, rough stone, put your precious rough stone up."

The owner of the rough cutting shop glared at the fat man with disdain.

Urging the fat man to hurry up, the fat man hugged the stone, walked to the stone opening machine, and suddenly stopped.

His gaze fell on An Xin.

"You come and draw a line for me. I want the same thread as the old man. ”

The old man's slice of watermelon sold for 80,000, and he wanted to sell it for 80,000.

"The line I gave to Mr. Zhou Quan was drawn casually. I don't have superpowers. ”

This lie, An Xin said that he was not empty at all.

"If you don't draw, I won't bet with you."

The male protagonist was amused by his words.

"I can't help you, okay, I'll draw it for you. Your rough stone is also almost green, so I'll draw you a cutting line from here, you can see it. ”

An Xin picked up the pen and quickly drew on the stone.

Don't forget to call the fat man to look at it twice.

The fat man of Sakura Country looked at the cut line drawn, narrowed his eyes and smiled, very satisfied.

An Xin's cutting line can be described as rich and dangerous.

He deliberately drew this cutting line at a distance of three centimeters from the green to find a piece of leather that had no jade at all.

There is only one purpose, to let the little fat man see the impurities inside.

Let him bow to Huaguoyu culture.

The cutting line is drawn, and the jade is once again placed on the machine.

When the chainsaw sounds, it's the sound of money flowing.

Whether it is a loss or a rich, it depends on this knife.

Because of the gambling contract, many people who witnessed the betting process stayed at the door of the store, waiting for the fat man to be slapped in the face.

Five minutes passed quickly.

The sound of the mechanical gears turning soon died away.

The boss opened the lid, and the fat man couldn't wait to get the rough stone, wanting to see the treasure inside.

The moment the hand touched the cut, the hand was retracted by the heat.

Broad eyebrows furrowed.

"What a broken machine."

The fat man scolded the machine, washed his hands with cold water, and waited for a while before going to get the stone.

In the comments of the people, it really lived up to expectations.

It's a piece of garbage.

"You're not going to be a prophet, boy, are you? You say it's garbage, but it's really a piece of garbage. ”

"Tut-tut, 8,000 yuan is garbage, it's been awesome for a long time, this little Sakura was in a hurry to lose face just now, Lao Zhou, you shouldn't have guarded the cutter just now, you should give up your position and let him lose face first."

"What kind of are you calling, what if his decay affects my wealth? Can you afford it? ”

Zhou Quan was immediately unhappy when he heard others ridiculing him like this, and immediately refuted it quickly.

The face of the fat man in the cherry blossom country is more ugly than the pork liver at the moment.

"You're deliberately drawing this line to make me look ugly, aren't you?"

The fat man glared at An Xin with fierce eyes.