Generally speaking, people who cut raw stones will choose the first method. They will choose the place where they feel they have the raw stones to start cutting. In this way, there is more choice in the later stage. Even if the stone can not be opened, it can be sold at a low price to make the loss smaller.

"Stab, stab, stab," the sound of the electric saw sounded, and the original stone was ready. The king of Ye shook his head slightly. The position where they cut was too far away from the jadeite inside. There was absolutely no emerald shadow from this angle.

Sure enough, with a knife, a corner of the original stone fell, and there was still a white stone in it. Even the shadow of jadeite was not seen. This result made many people around him very disappointed and shook their heads and sighed.

Ye Huang turned his lips and watched the change.

The owner of the original stone saw that it was the one who took it, and his face turned pale. He bought the stone for ninety-nine thousand yuan. He had expected to make a lot of money, but at present, it seems that there is a trend of paying up.

"I said this man, you can buy me this stone for 30000 yuan. If you go on like this, you will certainly be broken." Next to a middle-aged man with a big stomach went to the front road.

It's good that he didn't say that. The young man who owned the original stone turned black and said coldly, "I'll lend you a good word. But I spent 100000 yuan on this jade, and 30000 yuan on it. I'd better bet on it again."

The big bellied middle-aged man saw this, the corner of his mouth showed a sneer: "then you continue to cut it, it doesn't matter."

Ye Huang originally wanted to put in a bid, but when he saw that the original owner still wanted to cut, he didn't say anything.

"Master, let's continue cutting." After that, he drew a line in another corner to indicate cutting from here.

Ye Huang covered his mouth and didn't want to laugh.

Seeing this, Xiao qiuruo asked, "brother Huang, what are you laughing at? This man seems to have a bad face. Is he broken down?"

"Well, not only collapsed, but also collapsed miserably." Ye Huang's eyes are fixed on the stone. It's OK to cut it down just now. Now the second knife is broken. It's hard to say that no one wants it all at once. This man is stupid and cuts a corner.

However, ye Huang also knew that there was no jadeite in that horn.

"Thorn La thorn" a sound, that corner also fell, inside is still a piece of white flowers.

The young man, the owner of the original stone, turned pale and obviously could not accept the blow.

"Young man, do you want to cut it? If you don't, you can sell this stone for 10000 yuan." Or that portly middle-aged man, the corner of his mouth is still that a sneer.

The owner of the original stone was shaken.

"Sell me 30000 yuan for this stone. I'll take it." Ye Huang walked out of the crowd with a smile and stood beside the big bellied middle-aged man.

There are many onlookers around, but the only people who are good at this stone are ye Huang and the middle-aged man with big belly.

The middle-aged man seemed to have little confidence in this stone. Seeing the emperor of Ye standing out and offering 30000 yuan, he shook his head: "you little boy, don't make trouble. Do you really have 30000 yuan in hand?"

Ye Huang picked an eyebrow: "nonsense." Then he took out a bank card from his pocket and said, "there is plenty of money. Do you want to sell this stone?"

The middle-aged man with a big belly saw that ye Huang gave 30000 yuan. His attitude was so firm that he shook his head and went back. The corner of his mouth was still that sneer.

The young man, the original master, nodded his head and said, "OK, give me the money, and I'll give you this stone." Every store nearby can transfer money in the bank card. The two people went to the nearest store and paid 30000 yuan. The stone belongs to Ye Huang completely.

There are still a lot of people waiting to see the joke in place, but ye Huang's calm and calm expression has virtually convinced many people.

"Little brother, I wish you to cut off the jadeite The young man threw the stone out of his hand and finally breathed a sigh of relief. However, he did not think so in his heart. If ye Huang really cut out a piece of good jadeite, wouldn't he have been unable to sleep for several days and regretted to death.

Ye Huang nodded his head and said, "it's nature. Take a look."

"Well, have a look." Seeing ye Huang's calm expression, he felt uneasy.

When she got to the spot, Xiao qiuruo was still waiting with Ye Zi in her arms. She stared at Ye Huang and said, "brother Huang, you spent 30000 yuan at once."

Ye Huang nodded his head and said, "but don't worry, the 30000 yuan will be doubled soon, and it will be many times."

Xiao qiuruo nodded: "I believe you."

At the moment, the middle-aged fat man is next to him, and he sneers: "young man, you'd better not talk big. You'd better do something practical first."

"I don't like talking to strangers. Please let you let me." Ye Huang picked up his eyebrows. He walked step by step. His step was very firm. The fat man obviously had two hundred jin, and he was only 1.74 meters tall. He was very thin and tall. He weighed 130 Jin at the top of the sky, and then he ran into it.

The middle-aged fat man couldn't resist the pressure and began to move.

What remains unchanged is the sneer at the corner of the mouth.

People around see ye Huang so overbearing and overbearing, and in their hearts, they have an evaluation of him.In order not to let the surrounding people too jealous, also in order not to show flaws, ye Huang just started to draw three lines, with the inside of the original stone has nothing to do with.

"Little brother, three knives, it's wearing my machine. Are you sure it's these three places, these three angles?" The cutter asked kindly.

Ye Huang nodded his head and said, "en, these three places."

"Well, I'll start."

The sound of the electric saw began to ring, and ye Huang and Xiao qiuruo stood far away, because small stones might pop up when cutting raw stones, and a lot of dust would be produced.

The first knife, nothing, a piece of white flowers.

Everyone sighed, and some even felt that it was a waste of time here and turned around and left.

The second knife, still nothing out, all of which is expected by Ye Huang. His mouth is still that faint smile.

The young man, the fat man, stood aside with a kind smile and a sneer.

But both were actually gloating.

Another part of the crowd just felt that ye Huang, a young man, was too calm. Did he really have money and didn't care about it at all.

The third knife, stabbed, and then dropped a large white stone, which is still white gray rock, under this situation, almost two-thirds of the people around him left behind with the attitude of watching the play.

"I said, young man, it's better to be late and not to talk too much before doing things." The fat man narrowed his eyes. According to the truth, he shouldn't have a conflict with his peers. After all, everyone wants face. If something really happened, it would be bad.

But he didn't like this boy, especially when he was about to get the stone and jumped out to rob his own business.

Ye Huang chuckled and ignored the fat man at all. He stepped forward and said, "master, help me to cut another knife."

"I think you'd better give up, little brother. I don't think there is any hope for this stone. It will destroy the blade if it goes on like this."

"Master, you can rest assured that it will turn green, and this stone should be sold from your shop. Is the after-sales service so bad?"

"Well, well, I'll try again."

Hearing the speech, the emperor took up the chalk and drew a straight line beside the original stone, and compared an angle: "master, just cut according to this angle."

"OK, no problem." Master nodded.