Chapter 40: Zhang Xinyuan, the rich second generation of Futian



After the stone cutter finishes the first cut, he starts the second cut.

It doesn't matter.

The second cut was no different from the first.

The last knife.

Then the stone cutter threw the gravel No. 633 directly into the trash can and took out the second piece, which was No. 444.

When they saw this number, everyone sighed before the game even started.

Can't you choose a more auspicious number?

Of course, the stone was chosen by Fu Song. He picked up the oil paint pen and looked more serious than ever.

One, two... or three lines.

Each one seems to have been thought out for a long time, with a sense of tragic grandeur and domineering attitude of not returning until the jade is revealed.

Everyone's expressions also became solemn.

Yu Shengman narrowed his eyes and said to Dahai, "Dad, I have a feeling that the jade in this rough stone must be priceless!"

Yu Dahai also clenched his fists: "I trust your judgment."

The stonecutter found the correct position and turned on the switch.

I don’t know if it was an illusion, but the sound of the stonecutter seemed to suddenly become louder.

It made the first cut with unparalleled spin.

After moving the stone out, Fu Song slowly removed the small pieces of raw stone on top.

There is still nothing under the small piece of raw stone.

Everyone sighed again.

Yu Dahai was silent for a moment, then said to Sheng Man, "Just now, when I said 'I believe your judgment', I actually missed a few words. What I meant to say was 'I believe your judgment is wrong'."

Yu Shengman: “…”

Not only the father and daughter, but everyone else also felt indescribably complicated.

Unlike the 633 just now, although Fu Song drew three cuts on this raw stone, the other two cuts were completely unnecessary.

Because the first cut failed, the raw stone was directly ruined.

The stonecutter threw it into the trash again.

I don’t know if it’s because I have a weak psychological endurance or I feel that watching Fu Song cut stone here is a pure waste of time.

Some people have already turned and left.

There was a man who also wanted to leave, but when he saw the number of the third rough stone that the stone cutter moved out, he was stunned.

Isn't this number 56? The one I particularly like.

He remembered that Fu Song had bid 880,000, which made him give up when he was about to bid.

Thinking of this, he paused.

It doesn’t matter if we wait a little longer, let’s wait and see.

The stone cutter looked at Fu Song again.

Fu Song said: "Wipe it off and see what's going on inside first."

For most raw stones whose condition is uncertain, in order to avoid damaging the jade inside, people will choose to polish the stone first.

In fact, according to the process, the two raw stones should also be polished.

But Fu Song insisted on cutting directly, so the stone cutter had no choice but to do as he asked.

Nodding, the stone cutter turned on the stone grinding machine.

Squeak~

The friction between the stone and the grinding wheel produced sparks, and everyone subconsciously closed their eyes, including Kang Zhengqi.

"Holy crap! Jadeite has appeared, and it's red jadeite!"

Someone shouted, Kang Zhengqi was stunned, then he thought of something and looked forward.

Sure enough, a faint red light appeared at the polished edge of raw stone No. 56.

It is so bright and so dazzling.

Even just one look is enough to make people dizzy.

When the others who wanted to leave heard this, they also stopped.

An old man in his fifties ran over and took a look at the edge of the stone. He immediately said to Fu Song, "Mr. Fu, I'm the owner of Qizhen Pearl. Please sell this rough stone to me. I'll give you 800,000!"

Unexpectedly, just as he finished speaking, another voice said, "You want to buy this rough stone for 800,000? That's just wishful thinking.

Boss Fu, our Yibao Trading Company is offering 1.2 million!"

“1.5 million, Boss Fu, this price is already very high.

It's impossible to tell the quality of the jadeite inside just by looking at a polished surface. If it wasn't a rare bright red, it definitely wouldn't be sold at this price."

It was the third jeweler who spoke.

Then everyone looked at Fu Song.

The third jeweler was right. Just because the polished edge was red, it was not worth 1.5 million at all.

They raised the price so much, partly due to the big fuss Fu Song made.

If I can get this rough stone, it will definitely have a good publicity effect for my jewelry store.

But Fu Song shook his head: "Sorry, 1.5 million is not enough to pay off my debt."

Then he said to the stonecutter, "Keep polishing."

The stonecutter nodded, and this time he chose the back.

Because he had already turned red, his movements became extremely cautious.

Soon, the second scratch appeared.

This time, everyone could only sigh.

No red.

In other words, the second knife failed.

Shine the light in from the second rubbed edge, Fu Song observed for a moment, and drew a diagonal line on the jadeite raw stone.

He was just about to ask the stonecutter to cut along the line when a young man suddenly said, "Sell it to me for 2 million!"

When these words were spoken, everyone was stunned.

2 million?

But this knife has already failed?

Although just one scratch cannot be used to conclude that the raw stone is worthless.

But at least it proves that one third of its interior is no longer jade.

In other words, if the price is bid again, it will only be worth 1 million at most.

But the other party doubled the price.

As if aware that his words were shocking, the young man bowed to everyone around him and said, "Everyone, my name is Zhang Xinyuan."

Hearing these three words, someone suddenly asked in shock: "Zhang Xinyuan? Are you Futian Zhang Xinyuan?"

Zhang Xinyuan nodded: "That's me."

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