Chapter 956 Big Collapse or Big Rise
This is quite puzzling. After all, the floc just now was thick enough. Logically, it should be jade below.
Of course, there must be jadeite, but the water head is not very good, but now after adding another twenty or thirty kilograms of stone, what appears is still floc, which is really hard to understand.
"It can't be just a piece of limestone. It's gone down so much and it's still fluffy."
Among the onlookers, some people have already begun to pour cold water on this stone that they thought was a bet just now.
At this time, a tall voice appeared: "I will pay 30 million for this stone. Gentlemen, how about you transfer it to me?"
Everyone looked at that person, that old Song again, but this time no one accused him of taking advantage. After all, just now everyone did think that the bet on this stone had gone up, and it must have risen sharply, but now , but few people dare to be so sure.
According to past experience, no one has ever encountered such a situation. Even if it happened in a shit place, it would not be the current situation.
Not only was Lao Song's bid not an attempt to take advantage, on the contrary, even if he really wanted to take over the business for 30 million, the element of gambling would still be quite high.
To be honest, Qu Xingye was a little moved. Although he could only take half of the 30 million yuan, it was still far short of the minimum requirement of 50 million yuan. But with the fifteen million in hand, he at least had a chance to find the next stone. If this gamble fails, he will have nothing. The only road in front of him is death.
Shi Lei saw Qu Xingye looking at him with a questioning look in his eyes. Shi Lei understood what he meant, smiled, and whispered into his ear: "Mr. Qu, you hesitated for three days before choosing the rough stone. You really If you definitely take away fifteen million, can you find a more suitable opportunity to turn around among the remaining rough stones?"
A word to wake up the dreamer. Indeed, unless he takes the fifteen million and bets up every time he makes a move without making any mistakes, otherwise, if he wants to turn the fifteen million into a hundred million, even if It’s 50 million, which is really difficult. Who can guarantee that he will not fail? If he really had this ability, Qu Xingye would not be where he is today.
He gritted his teeth and said to Shi Lei, "You decide!"
Shi Lei smiled slightly, turned around and cupped his hands to Old Song Gong, saying: "Sorry, I still want to drive by myself."
After that, he said to the master who cut the stone: "Master, go ahead. Another cut, still two centimeters."
Old Song had a look of regret on his face, and he also handed over his hand. After all, the stone belonged to Shi Lei, and any decision made by Shi Lei was understandable.
"Sir, are you sure?" The master who opened the stone couldn't believe his ears. How could Shi Lei be so bold? The people around him also thought it was nonsense.
No matter what the final outcome of this stone is, at this point, we can only carefully peel off the cocoon and extract the silk. It is unheard of for someone like Shi Lei to easily open two centimeters inward.
However, everyone's discussion did not affect Shi Lei's decision, and Shi Lei still insisted.
Mo Bingwen frowned slightly. He first glanced at Lao Song, who looked regretful, and then looked at Shi Lei, who was determined, and his frown deepened.
However, just now he was trying to persuade Shi Lei not to be able to decipher stones like this, and that he could only grind slowly at this point, but now, he remained silent, and he thought of a possibility in his heart.
Lao Song is famous for his love of taking advantage. Today's performance can't help but make Mo Bingwen think deeply. Even Mo Bingwen doesn't have the courage to buy such a stone for 30 million.
However, the master who opened the stone couldn't do anything. This kind of jade could appear at any time. How could he dare to do it easily?
Seeing this, Shi Lei walked over and invited the stone-cutting master to stand up. He held the stone-cutting machine in his hand and said, "If you feel you dare not do it, I will do it myself. Just tell me how to use this machine." ”
The master who opened the stone wanted to say a few more words, but Gonda said: "One thought is heaven, one bet is hell. This is Mr. Shi's own choice. Master, you let him do it."
Shi Lei raised his head and smiled at Gonda. The master who opened the stone finally began to teach Shi Lei how to use this machine. Then, he and everyone watched Shi Lei cut it down with a knife. Even because of his unfamiliar skills, the cut was far more than two centimeters. Even to the extent of three centimeters.
But even so, after washing with water, there was still denser floc on the knife edge, and no jadeite appeared.
Someone suddenly yelled: "What the hell is this? I've been in this business for so many years and I've never seen anything like this."
Lao Song lost no time and said: "Mr. Shi, it's still 30 million, please think about it?"
Shi Lei answered Lao Song with his actions. He turned the stone, changed its direction, and still landed the knife without hesitation.
Old Song shook his head and let out a soft sigh.
Mo Bingwen saw everything in his eyes, but a gleam of light flashed in his cloudy old eyes.
Three strokes, five divisions, two divisions, Shi Lei's behavior was unusually straightforward, and soon, he peeled off another layer of the entire rough stone.
This time, at least forty or fifty kilograms of scraps were peeled off. In the blink of an eye, of the more than two hundred kilograms of rough stone, only a hundred kilograms were left.
However, the performance of the entire rough stone is exactly the same as before. The floc has shown the performance of meridians, but there is no jade at all. Only the first part of the window is covered with a very small amount of jade.
In Shi Lei's resolute and decisive actions, the raw stone was gradually peeled into a pillar, and its weight was about 50 kilograms. The only thing to be thankful for was that there were a few traces of jadeite just opposite the window. But other parts were like leaves, covered with flocculent veins, but no jadeite appeared.
The onlookers were constantly sighing. They thought that the raw stone, which they had just bet on and had a big increase in value, had now become waste in their eyes.
"Twenty million! Mr. Shi, it's not too late to sell it to me now!" Old Song spoke again without losing the opportunity, but Mo Bingwen looked at him deeply with disdain in his eyes.
Mo Bingwen thought to himself that Shi Lei could persist to such an extent, and it was obvious that he had also thought of that possibility. At this time, let alone twenty million, he would not make a move even if you offered one hundred million.
Shi Lei washed his hands in the clean water, looked at Old Song, and wiped the dust and sweat from his forehead.
"Mr. Song, at this point, do you think I haven't thought of that legend? The performance of this floc is exactly the same as that legend. You know it, and I know it too. If you are really sincere, I will give you 200 million."
There was an uproar around, and everyone thought Shi Lei was crazy, but Old Song did not refute. On the contrary, he showed a thoughtful expression, as if he was really thinking about Shi Lei's offer.
Mo Bingwen smiled slightly and said, "Okay, Old Song, don't always think about taking advantage. 200 million is not a small amount. You should just watch Mr. Shi take out the stone. Whether it is the colorful jade or not, only Mr. Shi can bear it."
Colorful jade? ! No one understood what Mo Bingwen said, only Gongda lowered his head thoughtfully.
Shi Lei said to the stone-cutting master: "Master, I will trouble you next. Please grind it slowly. It should be ready soon."
The stone-cutting master was also confused, but with what Lao Song and Mo Bingwen said before, he did not dare to neglect it and started to grind it slowly.
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