Jin Xiaobei also nodded and said, "Although the ice type of this jadeite is not high ice, its texture is uniform, without any fog or cotton. The most rare thing is its color, which is a very... authentic yellow.
If you sell it directly, it won't be a problem to sell it for 50,000 or 60,000.
Of course, if you find a skilled carver, the price can be doubled."
After saying that, he looked at Fu Ziming, obviously hinting at something.
Fu Song took the jade and kept observing it against the light.
Just as Jin Xiaobei said, the texture of this jade is very transparent.
Generally speaking, there are two conditions for judging the value of jade: water quality and color.
The quality of the water is the texture, which can also be simply understood as the transmittance.
According to the different light transmittance, it can be divided into glass type, ice type, glutinous type and bean type.
As for the color…
Jade is mainly green, and the best green is called imperial green.
There are also emerald green, pure green, and apple green.
As for yellow-green and blue-green, they are not very valuable color casts.
But……
Looking at the color of the jade in his hand, Fu Song finally understood why his eyes had suggested before that "this is a piece of jade that is incompatible with gambling and drugs."
Because Jin Xiaobei’s description is very accurate, it’s yellow... very authentic.
"Uncle San, look..."
Finally, Fu Song handed it to Fu Ziming, who decided whether to process it further or sell it directly.
While Fu Song was observing, Fu Ziming was also watching carefully from the side.
Seeing Fu Song handing it to him, he took it and looked at it, then turned to Yu Dahai and said, "Boss, can I use your machine?"
Yu Dahai was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said, "Sure, whatever you want."
Fu Ziming walked to the stone polishing machine and without making a draft, he repeatedly polished the yellow jadeite against the grinding wheel.
Then he took out the carving knife, and in no time, a lifelike Guanyin statue took shape.
After fine-tuning and polishing, Fu Ziming played with it in his hand for a while, then handed it to Fu Song: "It's done."
But before Fu Song could make any move, an excited voice suddenly shouted:
"I'll pay 150,000... no, 200,000. You must sell this topaz Guanyin to me."
It was Kang Zhengqi.
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