Chapter 47： Imperial Green Glass Species

"It went up, it went up... It's green, it's actually green..." The guy stared at the milled window, his eyes widened, and he murmured excitedly.

On a goose egg-sized skylight that was ground out, a touch of green, crystal clear emeralds appeared in everyone's eyes. The lustrous water head and the aggressive, domineering bright green almost made people unable to take their eyes off!

Seeing the green, Lao Zhou immediately scooped a ladle of water from the side and poured it on.

Under the refraction of light and water droplets, the wool appears more translucent and obvious, and the beautiful color makes people stop breathing.

"I, I read it right..." In the crowd, Sun Youde swallowed his saliva, his eyes widened, and he couldn't help gasping for breath, "This, this... It's actually an imperial green glass species?"

"Hey...what? Emperor Green Glass? I said, no wonder why the water head is so good and the color is so beautiful!" In an instant, the entire crowd in the store, like a frying pan, fell into an ecstatic chaos. The few people who hadn't bought that piece of spring ribbon before, even had their eyes lit up and sharpened their fists.

Among these ecstatic crowds, only Ning Xiaorui, who was originally standing aside and wanted to see a joke, was incompatible with the others, especially Ning Xiaorui, who was stiff all over, like a pheasant being strangled by her neck. Instantly blushed!

"This, this, how is this possible?!" Ning Xiaorui stared at the wool, trembling, and even stuttered.

When the wool material was just cut in the middle, wasn't there a lot of garbage in it that didn't even have a lot of green? Why, how did it turn into an imperial green glass seed after grinding so little sand skin in a blink of an eye? !

Ning Xiaorui was about to spit out blood, and a mouthful of old blood stuck in her throat, almost choking her to death!

Nowadays, a ring face of the imperial green glass species costs millions, and a bracelet is more than tens of millions... For such a large piece of wool, as long as you can get a fist-sized piece of jade, you can at least buy several Ten million, not only can it offset the previous losses, but also make a lot of money... She, how could she sell this piece of wool to this poor and ugly bastard?

"Conspiracy, conspiracy, this must be a conspiracy, this ugly woman must have deliberately deceived this piece of imperial green glass wool from me! Otherwise, how could she have spent 1 million to buy a piece of scrap!" Ning Xiaoruiya He was about to split, his hands hanging on both sides clenched into fists and roared.

That irritable voice almost overturned the roof, knowing that the emperor green glass seeds could be opened inside, even if she gave her 10 million yuan, she wouldn't sell it!

"What conspiracy is not a conspiracy?"

Mao Shiyong scratched his aching ears, really annoyed Ning Xiaorui, his tone was very poor, he waved his hand and said: "Betting on stones is all about heartbeat and eyesight! If you don't have eyesight, if you can't play, don't gamble. stone!"

"One knife is poor, one knife is rich! Your family is in this business, don't you know?" The old man He, who was disgraced before, also stroked his beard, frowned and said, "You bought this piece of wool, but you didn't understand it. If you sell jade, it means that this piece of jade has no relationship with you. Someone else can buy this piece of wool at a reserve price, and then sell it, it shows that the other party has eyesight and fate. How can it be considered that you deliberately deceived the wool from your hands? "

"Little girl, according to what you said, as long as the wool we buy from Boss Sun, we only need to sell top-grade jadeite. Boss Sun said that the wool was obtained from him. He didn't want to sell this wool, then Do you still want to do this business?"

"Hey! Boss Zhou, don't use me as an analogy. If the ancestral reputation of my shop is ruined, won't my Sun Youde be scolded to death by my ancestors?"

"Hahaha, Boss Sun, don't mind, I'm just angry, I can't find a metaphor..."

For a time, everyone was chatting and talking.