Chapter 37: Chapter 37 : micro-carving- Zijinguan
Chapter 37 : micro-carving- Zijinguan
The friction between saw blades and stones sounded again, followed by sighs from the crowd.
"It's broken, it's completely broken..."
"Stall 18 wouldn't use the stones beside the latrine to trick people, would it?"
"Damn it! This kind of material is also displayed for sale..."
" What the hell? Go back to No. 56 and grab the stone."
These usually sanctimonious jewelers and sculptors were like a group of gamblers at this moment. Their adrenaline was stimulated to the peak by the crazy stones. There were many people who bared their teeth and cursed. Even the Internet tide was brought out.
Bai Shengjun, who was watching from afar, had a livid face. The onlookers scolded him mercilessly like they were slapping him in the face. Finally, he stomped his foot and left. Three loud laughter came from behind him. This material is rooted in n0velbin★
" Qingzi, I really have to thank you this time. From today onwards, you are my brother. What I have is yours..." Tang Guobin interrupted halfway," Forget it!" Even your few broken stones and coal scraps are presented as treasures. Qingzi is my brother, no one can snatch him away."
Xu Qing touched his nose and smiled evilly." Alright, you two are my brothers. Who will pay for dinner later?"
Tang Guobin and Meng Shicheng pointed at someone's nose and said,"You kid!"
Xu Qing shook his head and sighed: "It's not good to meet people!" Acquaintances are the same!"
Brother Meng, do you mean I'm an ignorant person?" Xu Qing said teasingly as he wrinkled his nose.
"Ha ha ha! You belong to the lucky ignorant." Meng Shicheng laughed loudly and made a most pertinent evaluation of Xu Qing.
" That's right. This kid's luck is heaven-defying. I'll need him to help me choose a few stones later." Tang Guobin nodded heavily and put on an expression as if he would chop you if he couldn't pick a good stone.
A total of 327,000 raw materials were sold out for 355,000 jadeites. The bet had increased by more than 1,000 times. Tang Guobin and the others were a little jealous of this kind of luck. All the raw materials in stall No. 56 had been sold out at a price several times higher than the predetermined price. Meng Shicheng was so happy that he couldn't close his mouth. He quickly ordered his men to close the stall and replenish another batch of raw materials tomorrow.
While it was still early, the five of them walked excitedly to the nearby stone gambling stall. This time, Tang Guobin learned his lesson. Every time he saw a gambling stone, he would call Xu Qing over to ask him, hoping to get some good luck. He had made up his mind that he would have a good time gambling on stones today, but there was not even a single jade hair in the few materials he saw.
Xu Qing didn't want to see Tang Guobin lose money either. He could only shake his head and whisper that he didn't feel optimistic about it, making him give up obediently. After visiting ten stalls in a row, he didn't find a decent gambling stone. It was obvious that the probability of jade in raw materials was surprisingly low.
Swoosh--
A familiar cutting sound entered his ears. Tang Guobin, who had lost interest, was excited again. He pointed at the crowd nearby and shouted," Someone is cutting stones. Let's go and join the fun."
After saying that, he ran towards the stone machine. Xu Qing could only follow closely behind. The two of them ran to the stone machine one after the other. Fortunately, there were not many people watching. It was easy to get up and find a good position to watch.
The person who cut the stone was a short man. Behind him stood a muscular old man with white temples. He was calmly watching the saw blade fall along the cut line that had been drawn beforehand.
Click!
The black leather shell was split into two. The short man began to scoop water and pour it down the cut surface. The stone chips mixed with water and formed a gray thick slurry. There were only a few green spots on the cut surface. This knife was broken.
The short man tilted his head and looked behind him. The old man smiled and said," Let's see if we can cross the knife again."
A piece of material was cut three times and four times. If there was no green inside, it would be completely collapsed. Ordinary people would not choose to cut it any more. This piece of material, which was at least 200 kilograms, had become a pile of worthless waste stones.
The short man moved half of the stone to a different position and fixed it horizontally with an iron clamp. He cut it down with a click and washed it with water. He still only saw a few scattered green spots. Even if he took them out, they were not worth a hundred pieces. Most people would choose to give up on such scattered green spots. Compared to hundreds of thousands of black-skinned stones, a hundred pieces were too insignificant.