Chapter 162

The Jiang family's gambling has really gone up this time.

At the sight of the stone, the Jiang family hiding in the dark opened an ice yellow jade and quickly surrounded it to protect the safety of the yellow jade.

The first of the five colors, ice yellow jade, or gold wire, is already priceless.

Although the old monkey hopes that the Wangjiang family will lose, he has an almost magical love and respect for jadeite, which is not about the game or winning or losing. Jadeite is the supreme existence in his heart.

His heart for Fei is pure fiction, which is why he has always been very good in the industry.

As we all know, the old monkey is a jade fan. On the jade, he always has a deficit heart.

After more than an hour, everyone has been staring at the old monkey's hand and wants to know how much this yellow jade can open and whether there are waste lines.

Finally, this raw material really didn't disappoint people. It produced about one and a half fists of yellow jadeite grown in ice water. It almost came to the glass, and the color was very pure, without cracks and lines. Even if it didn't turn on the light, it had a transparent color under the natural light, especially the dotted gold wires above, There is no motley color. The two colors match each other. It's really unique.

"I can dig several bracelets and more than a dozen pendants!" a man whispered.

"You can dig a lot of ring faces. Maybe you can dig out a string of beads."

"What not to dig is the best. Just enjoy it quietly."

Many people nodded frequently because of this sentence.

That's not the case. It's best not to do anything. Huang Fei has the intention of attracting money, which is what businessmen want most.

Jiang Ya proudly raised her chin. She turned back and smiled at Liu Liang. The smile was full of irony and provocation.

"Girl, it's your turn."

The old monkey said to Liu Liang without changing his face. Anyway, he would lose no matter what. After a while, he sold his old face and found a place where there was no one to let Liu Liang kneel.

"Coming!"

Liu Liang held a large stone pier and put it on the table.

As soon as the stone pier came on stage, it was ridiculed.

"Old monkey, this seems to be the stone pier you put outside."

The old monkey tightened his mouth and didn't want to answer.

Liu Liang looked back and smiled generously.

"Be confident and get rid of it."

Then there was a burst of laughter. Many people were good at wiping their tears. It was still a disgrace, but after Liu Liang's indifferent understatement.

There is no element of gambling.

Well, the old monkey glared at Liu Liang. At this time, he didn't finish cutting. He hid for a few days and then came out. He's like a little fool. I don't know how to write a shame?

"Where to cut it, you say."

The old monkey rolled up his sleeve and prepared to cut the stone.

"From here." Liu Liang picked up a line, right in the middle.

"It's not cutting watermelon. How can you cut it like this?"

The old monkey looked white again, but finally he cut according to the lines drawn by Liu Liang. Even if he knew there was no jade here, the old monkey was still very cautious. He put the stone pier in the stone cutter and adjusted it for a long time. The Zizi sound of stone cutting had sounded.

Many people came and scattered, and no one believed that the jade was cut out. Seeing this, the old monkey felt relieved. The fewer people, the better. The little girl will not lose face and throw her to grandma's house.

With a sound of card, the stone cutter has stopped.

The old monkey walked over and didn't give any hope. As a result, he seemed to see a green patch.

"Green?"

He quickly exclaimed, this color, and his heart can't help jumping wildly. He has cut the stone all his life. He hasn't seen any color, and it seems that only one color can have such communication and penetration.

He took water and poured it on his head. When he met the water, the green that was shining came out.

And the two pieces separated from the middle are both green or full of green.

The old monkey couldn't help covering his chest.

"Old monkey, is your heart uncomfortable?"

Liu Liang saw that the old monkey's face was white, her mouth was white, and she still looked like a west child holding her heart. She was scared. She thought that the old monkey had a heart attack, but the old monkey never said that he had a heart attack. Seeing that he ran and jumped on weekdays, it didn't look like he had a heart problem.

"What nonsense?"

The old monkey really wanted to slap Liu Liang on the head.

"My heart is very good, I am distressed, distressed ah."

The old monkey beat his chest. He was dying of heartache. He cut it.

If it's just a green line, maybe you can dig a ring face or something. It's also up to no success, but now 80% of this knife is dead.

"Do you still cut?"

The old monkey asked Liu Liang, "if you cut it again, I'm afraid you don't even get the ring face."

"Cut."

Can Liu Liang say no?

"If you cut it, it may collapse."

The old monkey warned Liu Liang.

"If you don't cut it, it's someone else's."

Liu Liang points to Jiang Ya, who is still standing on one side. Obviously, the old monkey has forgotten now and is still gambling. If it's just a green line, she can't get it in the end. It's better to cut a loss and gamble.

Cut up, that is, she won, but if she lost, she might as well not be green.

Jiang Ya naturally saw the situation here. The smile on her face became bigger and bigger. Of course, she had more expectations and gloated.

What if the cut rises? You have to kneel for her, and you have to bring her stones.

When the old monkey's body shook, it was only then that he remembered the gambling appointment. In his heart, he didn't like the Jiang family.

"Old monkey, but green?"

The man on one side whispered to the old monkey, and the three words "green" were again frightening. This feeling of falling from high school and being thrown up was simply unbearable without a certain psychological tolerance.

"Don't talk yet!"

The old monkey patted his chest, then took the water handed over by his apprentice, sat on the ground, carefully observed it, then put it on the stone cutter, cut it again, and again, when it was full of green in his eyes, his eyes were red.

This is not red eyed, this is excited, excited tears in my eyes.

It seems that there will be green again this time.

He carefully cut off the stone skin, and then carefully rubbed the stone bit by bit.

When those stone skins were removed, the old monkey closed his eyes again, and his heart was beating wildly. This was the craziest and most exciting day he had ever had since he grew up.

Of course, he wanted to cry with tears on his face and hold the stone for three days.

This is his stone pier, which he has sat on, and as long as he remembered that he actually sat such a priceless treasure under his ass, he beat his chest and feet.