Chapter 253 Three-Color Jadeite (1)

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Huang Xiongyuan had no choice but to smile, no longer forced, but continued to look at the wool material he wanted to choose.

Yang Zimei marked the piece of wool as what she wanted to buy, stood up, and was pleasantly surprised to see the middle-aged uncle shaking his head, and finally discarded the piece of wool with three colors of fluorescent light.

Worrying that others would take the lead, she quickly stepped forward, squatted in front of the piece of wool, and began to pretend to look at the wool before making a choice.

Although this piece of wool is very expensive, costing 500,000 yuan, she is really curious about what kind of jadeite will be obtained from the three colors.

On Huang Ming's side, he bought the wool that she was looking for that would produce Hong Fei, which made her regret.

She chose another piece of wool with purple fluorescence, and she didn't buy the remaining piece of high-green wool.

You can't do too much as a person, you must leave a little benefit to others, that's the kingly way.

If a person wants to be greedy for everything, he will also be punished by God.

In order to hide her eyes and ears, she arbitrarily bought a few more pieces of scraps that were cheap, but would not produce green, and used them to recharge.

She first picked a piece of scrap to untie it, but no green was found, which led to a cry of regret.

Some people even think that this genius physicist who can foretell people's future and destiny sometimes misses the point.

Everyone seemed to think that it was a matter of course that the wool she chose could be green.

Because she was too curious about what would happen to the three-color jadeite, she chose it for the second piece.

The middle-aged uncle saw that she was unraveling the piece of wool, so he watched nervously.

Just now, he had looked at this piece of wool for a long time and was a little suspicious that it would be high green, but its price was too high, it cost 500,000 yuan, and it was not too big, so he also weighed it, gave it up, and went to See other wools.

When he made up his mind and wanted to come back and choose it, he found that the wool had been bought by a fifteen- or sixteen-year-old girl.

His mood at this time was quite complicated.

If this piece of wool that was missed by his own thoughts can turn out high green, he suspects that he will vomit blood and die.

Yang Zimei once again solved the stone with her own hands——

She has a clear and delicate appearance, her fingers are white and slender, like suet white jade, one hand is placed on the thick black wool material, and the other is holding a calcite knife, forming a strong visual effect.

Such a soft and slender girl should play the qin, write poetry and draw, instead of holding a calcite knife.

However, the way she holds the calcite knife is not abrupt, and she still looks indifferent and leisurely, as if she should be born with a calcite knife.

And her movement of dissolving the stone is particularly elegant, calm, quick and precise, without a trace of sloppy water, the hard stone under her knife, like a piece of tofu, the incision is constantly peeling off neatly, and that movement is not lost at all. To the most brilliant calcite master present.

In order to solve the problem of queuing up the calcites, Murong Yunqing specially entered a few calcite machines this time, and invited two more calcite masters.

It turned out that there were still many people onlookers watching other people's calcites.

But then more and more people gathered in front of Yang Zimei to watch her dissolve the stone.

She is as beautiful as jade, not to mention that her identity is different, so everyone's interest in her is naturally different.

Yang Zimei didn't care about the excitement around her, she focused and meticulously pinpointed the rough position and shape of the jadeite according to the feeling she felt on her hand.

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