Chapter 109 [045] This Is the Real Leak (1)

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Gao Youcai first cut the piece of wool that he spent 500,000 yuan on, but as a result, it was all white stones, not even green.

He continued to cut two pieces with an ugly face, but still no green.

He became furious and began to fix the remaining piece of black sand fur, which was his last hope.

He knew that everyone here was watching his jokes, because he just talked too much, and he couldn't step down.

It must be green, it must be green, he prayed while cutting.

When he was cutting in half, Yang Zimei suddenly found that ink-colored fluorescence permeated from his wool.

It seems that this high and wealthy luck is not so unlucky.

Angrily, Gao Youcai cut a large piece of cutting wool to the center, but there was still no greenishness.

Yang Zimei's brows were slightly raised, and she saw that the scraps containing the ink-colored fluorescence rolled to the side of the ground without being cut out.

Gao Youcai saw that he had completely blocked the leak, his face was ugly, and he exclaimed: "His grandma's bear actually used fake wool to deceive people, causing me to spend so much money to buy a bunch of waste stones."

Hearing his words, Murong Yunqing's eyes hidden behind the lens sank.

"Boss Gao, gambling stones are like this. Even in the old pit, the amount of wool that can turn green is one in ten thousand. Otherwise, there would be no such thing as a sword in hell and a sword in heaven. Yushixuan's reputation has always been It's good, unlike those woolen stalls on the street, they will never fake it." Li Dacheng couldn't help but said.

Gao Youcai suddenly remembered that Murong Yunqing was not a simple person, and was startled by his own blunders, and hurriedly laughed: "Hehe, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I was just talking nonsense just now, Mr. Murong, don't take offense to a rude person like me. , don't know anything."

Murong Yunqing ignored him.

"Who owns these scraps? I want to pick a few pieces to practice my hands." Yang Zimei looked down at the scraps on the ground and said.

"It's his." Murong Yunqing looked at her thoughtfully.

"Boss Gao, 2,000 yuan, how about these scraps belong to me?" Yang Zimei asked Gao Youcai.

When Gao Youcai saw it was her, he rolled his eyes and said, "You want to buy something that I spent a million for for 2,000 yuan? Hmph, no, unless you give 20,000 yuan!"

"Forget it. Anyway, I was thinking of using some scraps to practice calcification at will. Since you don't want to, you can take them away."

Gao Youcai looked at the pile of scraps on the ground. It was useless to ask for them. Two thousand dollars was better than nothing.

"Two thousand yuan, all for you." He gritted his teeth.

Yang Zimei's heart was dark, but her face still pretended to be indifferent. She paid him 2,000 yuan by transfer, and then picked up the piece of wool with ink-colored fluorescence from the ground, picked up the grinding wheel from the side and ground it finely. stand up.

After a while, everyone clearly saw that in the originally white stone in her hand, there was an ink-colored interface.

"It's green? Is it Mo Fei?" Li Dacheng leaned forward and asked.

Yang Zimei smiled without answering, and continued to polish.

When Gao Youcai, who was about to leave in a hurry, heard this, he hurriedly turned his head and saw that the piece of waste in Yang Zimei's hand had turned out the jade, and exclaimed angrily, "That's my material, the green is mine! "