Chapter 78

For the old song dynasty, it doesn't matter how much money he can earn. What's important is that he can get in touch with the top wood of Phoebe and show his art through it.

For many sculptors, this kind of wood is hard to find, and its value is higher than that of agarwood.

After listening to fan Wenzheng's words, old song glanced at him askance: "no worse than Phoebe? Lao Fan, are you kidding me? I remember you haven't played jadeite for years. Is there any other way? "

Fan Wenzheng laughed: "you used to laugh at me and cut out a jade for you to carve. You don't like my jade. It's a waste of your time."

Old song a stare: "isn't it?"? Which of the goods you cut out is the best? To carve for you is to give you face. "

"Good! You stubborn donkey Old fan was angry: "Zixuan, take things out, let our master song have a long experience!"

Listen to his tone, there is a kind of momentum of closing the door to release the dog.

Fan Zixuan held the box and walked over: "Uncle song, please have a look!"

Lao song takes a look at the elated fan Wenzheng. Is this guy really making something good this time?

With a trace of curiosity and doubt, he opened the box, and a bright emerald green came out. At that time, old song's eyes were full.

"This..." he stood up, "Lao Fan, where did you get this thing?"

He was stuttering a little.

Seeing his old friend's expression, fan Wenzheng felt more comfortable.

"What's the matter, old song? Isn't it worse than your golden Phoebe?"

Lao song studied the jadeite for a long time, and looked at it with a magnifying glass: "the texture is excellent, it should be Laokeng, close to glass, green is apple green, there are almost no impurities in it, it's really a rare top grade!"

"Lao Fan, are you gambling again?" Lao song looked at fan Wenzheng suspiciously: "but at your half level, can you cut such a good thing?"

Fan Wen's forehand shook, and the water in the teacup spilled out: "you old dog can't spit out ivory. What's my half level? When did I lose the gamble?"

"You can pull it down. I don't know which guy almost lost his underwear in those years." Old song rolled his eyes: "I'm sure you didn't cut this thing."

After listening to the words of the old song dynasty, ye Zichuan almost burst out laughing. He did not expect that fan Wenzheng, a veteran and staunch man, had such a past.

Fan Wenzheng's face turned red and angry: "yes, I didn't cut this piece, but my apprentice did."

apprentice?

Ye Zichuan and fan Zixuan look at each other with a confused face.

"Your apprentice?" Old song looked over and finally fell on Ye Zichuan: "is it him?"

"Yes, my apprentice is better than the blue, so you should envy him."

Old song looked at Ye Zichuan suspiciously, but it was the first time that he heard that fan Wenzheng had an apprentice.

What's more, as far as Fan Wen is concerned, isn't it wrong to teach students?

"Well, I've been talking for a long time. Are you going to take this business or not?" Fan Wenzheng urged.

"Take it!" Old song sat down and said, "it's a big loss not to take over such a big business."

"Come on, what do you want to carve?"

"I want to carve a necklace with the most central jadeite. It looks like this one," he said

With that, ye Zichuan took out a necklace.

It's the one he bought from boss yuan!

After taking the necklace and looking at it, Lao Song said, "it's not difficult. It can be done in three or five days. What about the rest? This jade is so big, you can't just make a necklace, can you

"The rest, I have no idea for the moment." Ye Zichuan pondered for a while: "or make a few bracelets, earrings and so on, making a few small pendant."

However, old song shook his head at this time: "it's not cost-effective. Jadeite products are worth a lot of money, such as wine bottles, jade pillows and jade screens in history. I'd like to give you a suggestion to make a large one, and the remaining leftovers are used to make pendants, which can also maximize the value."

Fan Wen nodded: "old song is right. It's a little too bad to make all the small pieces. Your jade is so good that it's not worth making all the small pieces."

"Then listen to the two uncles, make a big one, and make the rest small." Ye Zichuan said: "the specific cost..."

Old song pondered for a while: "it takes time and effort to carve large pieces, but my disciples can do small pieces. Let's say it's a buy it now price of 800000 yuan and a deposit of 200000 yuan."

Old fan satisfied smile: "still calculate you this old fellow has conscience, did not pit my apprentice."

"You didn't cut it out. What are you doing?" Old song didn't give him a good face.

After finishing the necklace, ye Zichuan is relaxed.

After leaving, fan Wenzheng went to work, and ye Zichuan and fan Zixuan also planned to go back to the drugstore.

Walking on the road, fan Zixuan suddenly received a phone call.

"Uncle, here's your black powder."

Hearing this, ye Zichuan's eyes suddenly brightened: "where is it?"

"In the suburbs, they don't dare to come downtown."

"Let's go."

……

Driving, ye Zichuan came to the place fan Zixuan pointed to.

This is a place that has just been demolished. It's a ruin.

Dozens of meters ahead, ye Zichuan saw a pickup truck and a van.

"Are they?"

"It should be."

Two people walked in the past, seven or eight people came out from behind the ruins, surrounded them intentionally or unintentionally.

Fan Zixuan suddenly alert up, whispered: "uncle, the situation seems to be a little wrong ah."

Ye Zichuan's calm face: "it's OK, I'm here."

Just then, fan Zixuan's eyes lit up: "brother Wen, brother Wen, it's me."

Out of the crowd came a man, wearing a black vest and revealing his strong arms. Looking at fan Zixuan, he said with a smile, "it's master fan. I thought you didn't come. Why do you come here with a bodyguard?"

Fan Zixuan squeezed out a smile: "no, this is my brother-in-law. In fact, he wants to buy black powder. Do you have that thing, brother Wen?"

"Of course I have something." Brother Wen lit a cigarette and glanced at fan Zixuan: "but in order to get these black powder, we also lost something on the road, so the price has to go up."

Fan Zixuan's face changed slightly: "how much does brother Wen want?"

"Not much, half a million!"

"What?" Fan Zixuan's face completely changed: "before, he only said that he wanted 100000 goods. How could he reach 500000? How could he not lose so much?"

Ye Zichuan's eyebrows also wrinkled.

Brother Wen sneered: "that's the price. You have to give it today. You have to give it if you don't give it!"