However, this green green is just an ordinary oil green jade.
Oil green emerald is referred to as oil -green species or oil soaking. Its transparency and luster look oily. It is a medium and low -grade emerald everywhere in the market. It is often used to make pendants, bracelets, and also make noodles.
The green green species is obviously impure. It contains gray and blue ingredients. Therefore, it is dull and not bright enough, so it is not expensive enough.
Maybe the water species is too ordinary. Although it is green, there is no joy on the old man's face. [
But for the viewer, as long as it is green, it is a good luck gambling, not to mention, the cutting of this exposure seems not small. If the area is solved, even if it is oily emerald, it can also earn the same profit.
More than 100,000.
"Fifty thousand, sell or sell!"
There are jade merchants in the onlookers, and they start to scream.
In the jadeite, only one cut surface is unlocked, and some people call the price auction, which is called half gambling.
Half gambling is also very risky. Although you can see a touch of green in the wool, how big this is the green, everyone does not know, the most terrible thing is to bet on the green, cut it out and cut out the like plaster skin.
That thin green, it is equivalent to gambling.
Because the green species presented by this green are generally, although the area is as large as the palm of the palm, even if the emerald as the size of the fist is solved, it can not make much.
Therefore, the price of 50,000 is also quite reasonable.
No one else followed the bidding. The old man of the lipstone glanced at the merchant who called the price, shook his head slightly, and continued to cut his head to cut.
Going down again, it is actually the stone of white flowers.
"Damn, mildew, it turned out to be green!"
Someone called it, and the others also called a few words, and it was scattered.
"Fortunately, I didn't buy it, otherwise, I lost 50,000." The jade merchant said secretly.
The old man still has no change, and he is not disappointed when he sees skin green. Instead, he continues to cut the remaining wool into a piece of small bean rot.
The consistency is as if the deliberate degree is good, and Yang Zi's eyebrows are stunned. I don't understand why he cut the wool into this.
"Zeng Lao, today's luck does not seem to be very good, do you want to buy another piece of wool gambling?"
The old man shook his head.
Yang Zimei suddenly discovered that the old man looked a little familiar, but couldn't remember, where did he see him?
The old man put down the cutting knife in his hand, washed his hand in the water basin next to him, took out a blue grid handkerchief and wiped it, looked up, just saw his Yang Zimei curiously.
"Xiaohui?"
He blurted.
Xiaohui? [[
Yang Zimei looked back at himself. No one else, now there is only one himself. Is he called himself?
I am not a Xiaohui.
The eyes of the old man looked at her with excitement, and murmured in his mouth, "It's so much like it, it's too much."
"Old man, are you talking about me?"
Yang Zimei pointed at his doubt and asked.
The old man nodded, "It's you, you are so much like Xiaohui!"
"Who is Xiaohui?" Except for Sadako, Yang Zimei hasn't heard of whose he looks like.
"Xiaohui is my cousin, the nose and mouth are really exactly the same." The old man asked excitedly, "Little girl, do you know Zeng Hui?"