Han Zeyu sat in the yard cutting stones, which means separating jadeite from the original ore.
I bought a few pieces of raw stones on the street in southern Yunnan before. Although the quality was average, I was able to produce something from them.
This batch of materials is said to be obtained from the old pit of Jiuding Mine. Judging from the price of twenty-five taels of silver for a basket of stones, the seller said that the water content is as high as ninety-nine percent.
Han Zeyu bought a basket out of the mentality of finding a bargain, so he didn't care too much about the price.
It's much better than giving money to that store that looks down on people. It's their fault for bullying customers because of their size!
In Han Zeyu's opinion, the quality of his jade raw materials is only at the upper-middle level.
The prices of good quality products are not low, and the cheap ones cannot produce good products.
Top-quality jade materials are hard to come by, and as for those high-quality raw materials, they are rarely sold in stores.
If that’s the case, what’s the difference between it and an ordinary store?
In short, in Han Zeyu's mind, he could write a hundred different negative reviews, and that store was completely blacklisted by him.
After Teacher Su’s class, a group of people gathered in the yard to watch Han Zeyu cut the stone.
Lin Xue is considered the most knowledgeable person among them. After all, he has seen a lot since he was a child and is considered knowledgeable.
There were only eight stones in a basket. The seven jade stones that Han Zeyu unearthed were arranged in order from large to small, attracting everyone's attention.
The rest of the people just praised and admired Han Zeyu's good vision.
But Tiezhu, that fool, actually had the foolish wishful thinking to inherit Han Zeyu's mantle and become a gold miner.
Several people looked at him with admiration. This man was a true warrior who never gave up.
Han Zeyu raised his eyebrows and handed Tiezhu a gourd-shaped water scoop.
Tiezhu took it with both hands solemnly. As an apprentice, one must have good judgment.
Han Zeyu picked up the last piece of raw stone, bent his index finger joint, and tapped lightly on the middle of the stone.
It is said that masters with decades of experience in stone cutting can understand what stones are saying.
Han Zeyu put on a proper performance, and asked the rough stone with a loving face: "Do you have material? Are you valuable? What kind are you?"
The three questions that came from the heart were met with silence from Mao Liao.
Everyone looked around awkwardly, pretending to be busy, but not daring to look someone in the eye.
Han Zeyu sank his energy into his dantian and shouted, "Open it for me!"
As soon as the words fell, the grayish-white stone fragments fell off, and a faint green light was revealed.
Han Zeyu signaled to Tiezhu that it was his turn to appear.
Tiezhu swallowed nervously, scooped up a bucket of water with trembling hands, and poured it on the stone with shaky hands.
Han Zeyu looked disgusted. Was he possessed by Wu Lao Er, or did he have Parkinson's syndrome?
Do you still want to inherit my master's legacy with this mentality? Sorry, I will expel you from the sect immediately.
As the bucket of water was poured down, a touch of green suddenly appeared in front of everyone.
The green is not as flamboyant as emerald green, but rather like a bronze vessel that has been immersed in a deep pool for thousands of years, emitting a faint cold glow.
As the stone skin peeled off, it made a crackling sound. After Han Zeyu's precise cutting, the entire piece of jade finally revealed its true appearance.
The goose egg-sized jade stone actually hides strands of gold deep inside, which flow freely under the sunlight and are particularly dazzling.
Lin Xue came forward to take a look. She had never seen this kind of jade before because it was not produced in the north.
However, she had heard from her sister-in-law that this kind of jade with gold threads is called Huanglong Jade, and it is very expensive.
Han Zeyu nodded with satisfaction, clapped his hands and prepared to go home.
Tiezhu hurriedly cleaned up the battlefield, put the jade materials on the ground back into the basket, and took it to the well to wash it clean.
Han Zeyu, who had gotten a great deal, was in a good mood and agreed to reward Tiezhu with a jade bracelet, which would then be passed on to Zhao Xun through Tiezhu.
Tiezhu doesn't mind being a passing god of wealth, as long as he can bring benefits to his wife.
Han Zeyu particularly admired Tiezhu's shamelessness. No matter whether he could marry her home or not, he had to call her "wife" first.
Even strong women are afraid of clinging to men! Tiezhu is like a dog-skin plaster. If you want to tear it off, you will have to peel off a layer of skin yourself.
Han Zeyu is a man of his words. Since so many jades have been unearthed, he must make full use of them.
He first asked Jiang Mingyue for some design drawings, then he carved the jade and polished the remaining scraps into beads.
As a result, two more emerald green beads appeared on the necklace around Xiao Hei's neck.
"You ran very fast that day. Work hard in the future. The master will not treat you unfairly. Try to fill the necklace as soon as possible."
Xiao Hei was happily spinning around in circles, not realizing how difficult it would be to fill the necklace with his thick neck.
Currently, there are only two jade beads sandwiching a gold bead on the thick red rope. The progress is worrying!
Tiezhu received the bracelet promised by his master, and excitedly ran to the busy Zhao Xun to show his courtesy.
The reason why Han Zeyu agreed so readily was not because of Tiezhu's face as thick as a city wall, but because of Zhao Xun who worked hard and was busy all the time.
The reason why Han Zeyu can enjoy life leisurely is entirely because Zhao Xun and Lin Xue share his work behind the scenes.
Lin Xue has grown up so big, what good things has she not seen?
So Han Zeyu took a different approach and made her an exquisite clay doll with irregularly shaped jade pieces inlaid on the base.
Lin Xue received such a special gift and looked at it again and again with joy. She worked harder and more attentively.
In order to practice precision, Han Zeyu made another batch of millet-sized beads.
There are four senior embroiderers in his weaving and dyeing workshop. They never imagined that after more than ten years in the industry, they would one day end up "handling" defective cloth.
However, the processed defective cloth is actually more high-end than the genuine embroidery.
Adding tiny beads to embroidery not only covers up imperfections but also turns the embroidery into a work of art.
As soon as the finished product came out, even Jiang Mingyue, who was always picky and complaining, shut up.
Han Zeyu was eager to try and planned to send the embroidery to the pawnshop in southern Yunnan City to ask if they had any auctions.
Su Shien persuaded someone, saying that his own connections were not enough to share the money, so he should not send it to southern Yunnan.
Han Zeyu agreed, and Su Shien breathed a sigh of relief. His son Yu Ge'er had repeatedly made provocative moves and repeatedly crossed Prince Rui's bottom line.
Do you really think people don’t understand your itinerary?
It's just that he, a disguised master, is on the stage as a cover to attract attention.
In response to this, Han Zeyu's response was to give Su Shien a lot of reassurances so that he could relax.
If he were ever captured, Han Zeyu would kill him seven times and then ride on a colorful cloud to get his husband back. After all, he didn't want to be a widow.
Su Shien remembered what Yu Ge'er once said: "In the end, life depends entirely on conscience."
He could only pray countless times that someone would never do such a conscienceless thing.
Han Zeyu expressed his sincere attitude: "I'll try my best!"
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