Peach Fortune Ring

"Mr. Song, why don't we choose a bright material, so we can be more confident?" Manager Sun suggested.

"No, just choose the dark material."

Song Yan waved his hand and refused. Although Fu Qingfeng didn't limit the price of the rough stone he chose, he was not the kind of person who didn't know the general situation, so he walked around the rough stone area, and pointed to a black piece with moss on it when he came to the edge corner. The basketball-sized rough stone said: "Manager Sun, just choose this one."

Seeing the rough stones Song Yan selected, Manager Sun couldn't help showing a look of embarrassment. From Fu Qingfeng's attitude, it can be seen that he attaches great importance to Song Yan and ordered him to accompany him in the selection of materials. The meaning is obvious, that is, to let him guide Song Yan Picking a high-value rough stone, but Song Yan chose a piece of waste with poor quality and no one cares about it. I'm afraid I can't explain this to the boss.

"Mr. Song's piece of material has been stored here for more than a year, and it is almost judged as waste. Why don't you change it."

"It's okay, I'll choose this one." Song Yan said rather stubbornly.

Seeing Song Yan's insistence, Manager Sun couldn't say anything more, and ordered the staff to move this piece of "waste" to Jieshi District.

When Fu Qingfeng saw that Song Yan picked out the piece of waste, he was also a little surprised, and suggested him to change it, but Song Yan still smiled and shook his head and refused, which changed Fu Qingfeng's view of him a little bit. It seems that Song Yan should have chosen a scrap on purpose, just not wanting to take advantage of him too much.

There are more than a dozen stone-breaking machines in the stone-breaking area, and there is still room for breaking three rough stones at the same time.

"Mr. Song, do you want Master Jieshi to do it, or do it yourself?" Fu Qingfeng asked. When you do it, you need to turn the original stone. It is really difficult for you to do this job without a lot of strength. However, Song Yan is an innate master. There is strength to turn the original stone.

"Then I'll try."

Song Yan said with interest, so Master Jieshi gave Song Yan a brief explanation on how to use the stone-removing machine, and then retreated.

On the other hand, Su Xiaoyou and Song Xue had already started to resolve the stone.

"Chichi."

The stone powder splashed, and Song Yan cut the original stone in half. The cuts in both halves were gray and white, and there was no green. Fu Qingfeng was a little disappointed, but he hoped that Song Yan could untangle a piece of emerald.

"Ah, my rough stone has turned green."

Suddenly, Su Xiaoyou let out an exclamation, and everyone raised their eyes to see that the master who had solved the stone had just cleaned up the incision, and there was indeed a bit of emerald green, mixed with a trace of watery white.

Afterwards, Master Jie Shi took another photo with a flashlight, and said in a positive tone: "Judging from the color of the water, it should be waxy jadeite, and it is not small in size. Congratulations to this young lady."

Hearing Master Jie Shi's affirmative tone, Su Xiaoyou couldn't help but glanced at Song Yan proudly, and said in a demonstrative way: "Is Miss Ben's luck very good?"

"It's really good."

Song Yan nodded and said, there are hundreds of thousands of rough stones piled up in the stone selection area, and if you look at them roughly with the magic power of perspective, less than one-tenth of them can have emeralds. It is indeed very lucky for Su Xiaoyou to be able to pick the ones with emeralds at once.

"Little girl, how about I would like to buy your rough stone for 50 yuan?" Hearing that someone cut the price, many guests gathered in the Jieshi area again, a middle-aged man in a suit and leather shoes said to Su Xiaoyou.

"Don't sell it, don't sell it, I want to continue cutting." Su Xiaoyou waved her hands impatiently.

The middle-aged man with a big belly was not angry, and stepped back. Song Yan couldn't help but smile knowingly when he saw this. Su Xiaoyou can drive a sports car worth millions, so naturally she doesn't care about hundreds of thousands. thinking more than asking for money.

"Mr. Song, why don't you choose another rough stone to cut?" Fu Qingfeng suggested again.

"No need." Song Yan refused, and cut the rough stone into four pieces, but the cut surface was still gray. It was obvious that the rough stone had completely collapsed.

But Song Yan didn't seem to give up, and planned to continue to divide.

The first quarter of the rough stone was cut open, but it still didn't come out green.

So is the second quarter of the rough.

But when the third piece was cut open, one side was full of green.

Because it was determined that the rough stone was broken, Fu Qingfeng and others ran to look at Su Xiaoyou's rough stone, so they didn't pay attention to Song Yan's side.

Seeing that Song Yan stopped cutting, Fu Qingfeng looked this way: "How is it? Is there any green?"

Song Yan picked up the rough stone, pointed the cutting face at Fu Qingfeng and shook it: "It seems to be really green."

"Ah, it's really green, show me quickly."

Fu Qingfeng walked over quickly, took the fist-sized raw stone in Song Yan's hand, and found that the real cutting surface was full of greenery and the water color was uniform. He couldn't help being a little excited, and said to Manager Sun who came over: I have a flashlight!"

After receiving the flashlight, Fu Qingfeng moved towards the cut surface, and found that the green color was very deep. It is very likely that this fist-sized rough stone is all jadeite except for the surface layer, and the jadeite is not low-grade. It should be glass. I didn't expect it. , A piece of high-quality jadeite was cut out from what was originally regarded as unsalable scrap.

Putting away the flashlight, Fu Qingfeng said to Song Yan with a look of joy: "Congratulations, Mr. Song, this should be glass, and it should be worth five or six million."

When Song Yan heard that such a fist-sized jadeite was worth 600, he was a little nervous for a while, but soon calmed down, and said, "I sold it to Mr. Fu for 100. I wonder if Mr. Fu dares to take it." ?”

Through perspective, he knew that this piece of emerald was all emerald except for the stone on the surface.

Fu Qingfeng was slightly taken aback. He had already priced this piece of jade at 600 million, but Song Yan sold it to him for 100 million. Obviously, he didn't want to take too much advantage of him. After all, he gave this piece of jade for nothing, so he laughed. Said: "Dare, of course you dare! But the price is too low, I will offer 500 million!"

"It's only 100 million, I won't sell more." Song Yan smiled.

Seeing Song Yan's insistence, Fu Qingfeng didn't force it, and immediately signed a cash check to Song Yan, and arranged for Master Jieshi to polish it. As he expected, this rough stone was covered with deep water except for the surface layer. Emerald glass.

If it is carved into jewelry, it will be worth at least 1000 million.

For this reason, he deliberately glanced at Song Yan, only to find that the other party's expression was very calm, and he didn't regret it at all. He thought to himself, it's no wonder that he can become a congenital master at a young age, and he really has something extraordinary.

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Chapter 79

At seven o'clock in the evening, Song Yan and Song Xue returned to the uncle's house together.

Uncle Song Shize and aunt Yang Yanli were sitting on the sofa in the living room.

Seeing them, the uncle showed a gratified smile: "Ayan, Xiaoxue, are you back?"

"Uncle, aunt." Song Yan greeted the two of them.

"Little Snow."

Suddenly, Yang Yanli stood up from the sofa with a face full of guilt, walked up quickly and hugged Song Xue into her arms excitedly: "Mom is wrong, I'm sorry."

On the way back, Song Xue had already talked to her on the phone and told her the whole story. For this, Yang Yanli felt guilty and distressed. If Song Yan hadn't saved Xiaoxue, her daughter would have been killed. That bastard Lao Xing was ruined. Thinking of this, she hated herself so much that she believed the nonsense of that bastard Lao Xing.

If Song Xue had some complaints about Yang Yanli before, but when she saw her crying bitterly, the complaints in her heart disappeared, and she comforted softly: "Mom, don't cry, I didn't blame you, besides, Am I fine now?"

Both mother and daughter showed their true feelings, and it took a while to separate.

Then, Yang Yanli walked up to Song Yan, and said apologetically, "Ah Yan, it's all about Auntie's fault, I hope you don't take it to heart, okay?"

"Auntie is serious, I have long forgotten what happened before." Song Yan said with a smile.

"You child is so sensible, from now on you will be my own son." The aunt moved: "By the way, you and Xiaoxue haven't eaten yet, I'll cook for you."

"No need for auntie, Xiaoxue and I have already eaten." Song Yan said quickly.

"It's okay, you can eat it after eating, I'll cook two poached eggs for you."