However, this green color is just ordinary oil-green jadeite.
Oil green jade is referred to as oil green or oil-immersed. Its transparency and luster look oily. It is a mid- to low-grade jade that can be seen everywhere in the market. It is often used to make pendants, bracelets, and even rings.
The green color of the Youqing variety is obviously impure and contains gray and blue components, so it is dull, not bright enough, and therefore not valuable enough.
Maybe the water species are too ordinary. Even though it turned green, the old man didn't show any joy on his face.
But for the viewer, as long as it comes out green, it is considered a lucky bet. What's more, the exposed section seems to be quite small. If the area is larger, even if it is oil green jade, you can still make money.
Hundreds of thousands.
"Fifty thousand, sell it or not!"
There was a jade merchant in the crowd who started bidding.
If you only open one section of jade, someone will ask for a price and auction it, which is called a half-bet.
Half-betting is also a very risky thing. Although you can see a touch of green in the wool, you don't know how big the green is. The most terrifying thing is that you will bet on the green skin, and it will only cut out like a plaster skin.
That thin slice of green would be a gamble.
Because this green color appears like water, and although it appears to be as large as the palm of your hand, even if you unlock a fist-sized jadeite, you won't earn much, but there is a high chance that you will be completely ruined by relying on the green skin.
Therefore, the asking price of 50,000 is quite reasonable.
No one else followed the bidding process. The old man who worked on the stone glanced at the merchant who was bidding, shook his head slightly, and continued to cut with his head lowered.
When I cut it down again, it turned out to be white stones.
"Damn, the bad luck, it turns out it's due to the green skin!"
Someone shouted, others cheered a few words and dispersed.
"Fortunately, I didn't succeed in buying it, otherwise, I would have lost fifty thousand yuan." The jade merchant said secretly rejoicing.
The old man's expression remained unchanged, and he was not disappointed when he saw the green skin. Instead, he continued to carefully cut the remaining wool into small pieces of tofu. The size of each piece looked very small.
They were consistent, as if they were measured deliberately. Yang Zi was dumbfounded and couldn't understand why he cut the wool into such a way.
"Mr. Zeng, my luck is not very good today. Do you want to buy another piece of wool for gambling?" The owner of the woolen shop stepped forward and asked.
The old man shook his head.
Yang Zimei suddenly realized that the old man looked familiar, but he couldn't remember where he had seen him.
The old man put down the cutting knife in his hand, washed his hands in the water basin next to him, took out a blue check handkerchief and wiped it. He looked up and saw Yang Zimei, who was looking at him curiously.
"Xiaohui?"
he yelled.
Xiaohui?
Yang Zimei turned around and looked behind him. There was no one else. He was the only one now. Did he call him?
I am not a little smart person.
The old man looked at her up and down with excited eyes, and murmured, "It's so similar, so similar."
"Old man, are you talking about me?"
Yang Zimei pointed at herself and asked doubtfully.
The old man nodded, "It's you, you look so much like Xiaohui!"
"Who is Xiaohui?" Apart from Zhenzi, Yang Zimei has never heard of anyone she looks like.
"Xiao Hui is my cousin. Her nose and mouth are exactly the same." The old man asked excitedly, "Little girl, do you know Zeng Hui?"