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Chapter 799 Candidate token!

"Wei Dong, let me take a look. [The website is much more stable and updated quickly, and there are no advertisements in the full text." Han Zhenhai walked over quickly, took out the strong light flashlight, magnifying glass, etc. I carried with me, and checked the rough stone.

Liu Weidong, who cut out the imperial green, was very proud and couldn't help but look at Song Yan with the eyes of the winner, but found that the other party was very calm and did not show any surprise or shock.

"Hmph, this guy is still pretending to be calm and just holding on!"

As he checked the raw stone, Han Zhenhai's face changed. Finally, he retreated aside in disappointment and said, "Wei Dong, continue cutting the stone!"

"Master, don't you think about this raw stone?" Liu Weidong asked with some concern.

"Cut it first, you'll know it when you cut it out!" Han Zhenhai shook his head, not willing to reveal his opinion too much.

Sure enough, twenty minutes later, the whole piece of raw stone was cut out, and the cut jade was quite large, but strangely, only a very small part was imperial green jade, and the rest were water types among medium jade.

For a moment, Liu Weidong's face looked a little bad.

However, even if there is very little part of the imperial green, the price of this piece of jade is extremely high. Therefore, Han Zhenhai gave a price of 56 million.

In other words, Liu Weidong's three raw stones are worth 62.06 million yuan in total.

Liu Weidong, who had a bad look, became confident again. The three pieces of jade are worth more than 62 million yuan, which is definitely a big profit. He doesn't believe that Song Yan can cut out jade that is worth more than him.

"It's your turn!" Liu Weidong looked at Song Yan and said.

"good!"

Song Yan smiled slightly and took action.

"Shit!"

He cut the first rough stone into two halves, then divided the two halves into four halves. Finally, he cut the whole rough stone into thirty-two small pieces. 52.com]

"It's collapsed!"

Seeing this scene, Liu Weidong was very happy, and Song Yan had no technical content at all, and he was a typical mess.

"Is this what Master calls a master of gambling stones? It seems that Master also misunderstood!"

"Grandpa, this guy really defeated you?" Han Xiaowei also became suspicious and asked Han Zhenhai in a low voice.

"You'll know if you look!" Han Zhenhai said mysteriously.

He had already watched the three raw stones selected by Song Yan. From the appearance of the raw stones, they should all be the kind of raw stones that would be cut, but he thought of the last bet.

The raw stones selected by Song Yan were not good, but they cut out the amazing jade and beat him, and even cheated most of them, a typical trap king.

After cutting off a piece of raw stone, Song Yan did not show any concern and continued to attack the second piece of raw stone.

Hissing!

As the stone powder sparks splashed, the second rough stone was also divided into many small pieces, and all the cuts were pale and green. It was obvious that the second rough stone was also cut off.

Liu Weidong was completely relieved about this, and he was sure to win this bet.

"Grandpa, it seems I'm going to make 500 million this time!" Han Xiaowei also said to Han Zhenhai with great pride.

"I don't think so!" Han Zhenhai said in a deep voice.

"Master, you are too arrogant to him!" Liu Weidong said disdainfully.

"I'll know if you have any high profile or not!"

Song Yan fixed the third rough stone without any haste and also stabbed it.

"Bang!"

The strip-shaped rough stone breaks from it.

However, the incisions on both sides are full of green, occupying almost all the incisions.

"this……?"

Seeing this scene, Liu Weidong suddenly widened his eyes, and Han Xiaowei's face also showed disbelief.

Han Zhenhai smiled and looked forward. After a while, he spoke: "From the quality, this jade is only a water type among mid-range jade, but the stone skin is only a thin layer. I think that the volume of this jade will be very large. It's a pity that you cut it into two pieces, otherwise, you can carve it into a jade winter melon!"

Forty minutes later, Song Yan polished the entire piece of jadeite rough stone.

From the shape, it is a large winter melon cut in half.

"Master Han, how much do you think these two pieces of jade are worth?" Song Yan glanced at Liu Weidong and asked with a smile.

Han Zhenhai pondered and said, "If you didn't cut it into two pieces, you'll be a jade winter melon with a little carving, worth more than 200 million yuan. But now, you can only judge the original quality of the water type, and according to the market price, it should be worth 120 million yuan."

There have been many people watching the fun around him. I feel sorry for Song Yan when he heard that he had lost 80 million with one size fits all. Of course, some people feel gloating.

Hearing Han Zhenhai's verdict, Liu Weidong's face turned pale.

His three pieces of jade are worth more than 60 million.

Song Yan’s piece of jade is twice as good as him, so he lost this bet.

However, Han Xiaowei, who lost 500 million, did not feel sad. Instead, she looked at Song Yan curiously. The first two raw stones of this guy were cut down, but the third one was determined. She was very suspicious whether this guy deliberately cut down the first two to play with her and her senior brother.

In fact, she guessed it well, and Song Yan was indeed playing with them.

"You two are convinced now?" Han Zhenhai asked, looking at Liu Weidong and Han Xiaowei.

"I'm not convinced. He's just a little bit lucky!" Liu Weidong suddenly raised his head and stared at Song Yan with unwilling eyes.

Seeing this, Han Zhenhai couldn't help but scolded: "A bastard, winning is winning, losing is losing. If you don't even have this vision, you are not worthy of being my apprentice!"

Liu Weidong was stunned and did not expect that his master would say such harsh words to him.

Han Xiaowei quickly pulled Liu Weidong's sleeve and whispered: "Senior Brother, we are not wronged to lose. Do you know who Mr. Song is? He is the one who defeated my grandfather!"

"What?"

Liu Weidong stared at Song Yan in disbelief, full of shock. He had heard that his master had been defeated by a young man, but he never expected that the young man was Song Yan. Suddenly, he thought that since his master knew that Song Yan was very powerful, he agreed to bet with Song Yan, wouldn't he deliberately cheat him?

And that guy Song Yan is even more hateful. He is obviously a master who is more powerful than his master, but he pretends to be a pig and eats a tiger and a rookie everywhere.

Thinking of this, he had already felt a little complaint about Han Zhenhai and even more hatred towards Song Yan.

How could Liu Weidong's change in expression be hidden from Song Yan? He shook his head secretly, knowing that Han Zhenhai's arrangement was in vain.

Originally, he planned to cancel the additional 50 million and 500 million bets for Han Zhenhai's sake, but now it seems that there is no need. Liu Weidong is too narrow-minded. Even if he cancels the bet, the other party will not be grateful to him at all.

Han Zhenhai also noticed the change in Liu Weidong's expression, as well as the complaints and resentment in his eyes, and couldn't help but feel very disappointed. So he waved his hand: "Okay, since the business has been completed, let's go back to Yangon!"

Just as Song Yan and his group walked out of the public venue, a man not far away quickly took out his cell phone and dialed the phone, and said in a deep voice: "Young Master, that boy has already left the public venue and should go back to Yangon!"

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