After a while, Bai Han took out the violet as big as a fist and threw it into Ye Xiaofan's hand. Ye Xiaofan held it in his hand and played with it, and walked towards other stalls.

An hour later, Ye Xiaofan, who had visited more than ten stalls, finally caught a strange-shaped piece of yellow sand fur material. The bottom was wide and thin, and it looked like an upside down funnel. There were circles of naturally formed spiral patterns all over his body. A long dark black crack at the bottom hovered for several rounds and went straight up, almost penetrating the entire surface of the fur material.

Ye Xiaofan stepped forward and gently scraped the crack with his fingernails. He could not feel the crack at all. However, under the scan of the perspective eye, he could find a piece of high-ice yellow jade with a cylinder inside. Its transparency is similar to that of glass, and its color is yellow and transparent, which is very similar to the chicken oil taken out when killing a chicken.

The chicken oil yellow, and the words flashed in his mind made Ye Xiaofan excited. The most amazing thing was that the texture of this yellow jade was not damaged by the cracks on the surface. Instead, it formed a few bright red blood paths on the jade at the bottom, as if it gave the whole yellow jade a life.

While sighing at the magic of nature's creation, Ye Xiaofan also had the idea of ​​taking down this piece of yellow jade. There is a jargon in the jade jade that no flaw can make jade. There is no absolute perfection among all the beautiful jade jades, but the inner structure of the best jade is fine and smooth, and it looks almost flawless.

"Boss, how do you sell this material?" Ye Xiaofan finally moved away his gaze and pointed at the yellow sand material and began to ask for the price.

"Six thousand yuan per kilogram, but if the gambling stone gambler wants, it will only cost 5 thousand yuan per kilogram, and you can calcify for free."

The quote was a dry old man with a beard with a horoscope. His eyes were flashing when he spoke, and he exuded a sense of cleverness.

Ye Xiaofan frowned and said, "It's too expensive. The black sand material I bought just now is only 3,000 yuan per kilogram. Is it okay to be cheaper?"

This piece of yellow sand skin is at least more than 200 kilograms, and the yellow jade inside occupies less than one-tenth of the place. He initially estimated that he could take out about fifteen kilograms of chicken oil, which would be cheaper.

"Okay, you've spoken, just as you said 3,000 yuan per kilogram." The old man showed extraordinary pleasure, picked up a small notebook on the table and looked through it and said, "The yellow sand skin of Baishan Laokeng has a net weight of 232 kilograms, calculated at 3,000 per kilogram, totaling 696,000..."

Ye Xiaofan took out his wallet, took out a bank card and handed it over: "Shao Moji, swipe the card!"

The old man smiled and took the card and stroked it on the Pos machine. Ye Xiaofan entered the password and finished all the money. The pleasure made the middle-aged man following him shake his head.

"Xiaofan, is there any jade in this piece?" Long Hao seemed not optimistic about this piece of yellow sand skin that was not very good-looking, and couldn't help but ask.

Ye Xiaofan smiled and said, "God knows, but I like this stone. Maybe there is information inside."

Long Hao smiled strangely and said, "You guy has such a strong taste. You can also like this kind of crooked guy. I'll get an African black girl for you to play with tomorrow."

Ye Xiaofan rolled his eyes and said, "Take it down, let's keep the matter of revitalizing the country for you and Brother Bai."

"Why did you get me?" Bai Han smiled bitterly, completely convinced these two people. One liked it and paid hundreds of thousands to buy a cracked material that his father didn't love his mother. The other directly pulled an African black girl. Apart from the word "strong" she really didn't know what words to use to describe it.

Ye Xiaofan asked the old man Ganba for a big head pen, and casually drew two circles on the edge of the yellow sand fur material, and said, "I'll drag it out and cut it."

The old man smiled and warmly ordered the person to carry the heavy wool and fix it on the stone proofing machine. He kept praising Ye Xiaofan for having a vision, and he deserved to be a gambler of stones and other words...

Long Hao despised him a little and thought to himself, this old guy is too treacherous, if he cuts it off later, I will definitely beat him up.

As soon as the calcite machine rang, more and more people watched. Many people immediately showed a strange expression on their faces when they saw this strange-shaped yellow sand leather material, and it seemed that they had been slapped with a fierce look.

Hissing-

The saw blade was cut off without any bias along the black line on the wool. Ye Xiaofan, who was squatting beside him, began to rinse the cut surface with scoop water. Looking at the white and unresponsive section, he nodded with satisfaction.

"A knife on the other side can rub the stone."

The man who operated the calculator was a thirty-year-old man. His eyebrows were somewhat similar to those of the old man who collected money. He heard Ye Xiaofan's words and muttered in a low voice: "If this broken stone can be used to detach the jade, I will hit him to death..."

The voice was not loud, but Ye Xiaofan, who was squatting beside him, heard it clearly and replied with a smile: "If you want to die, no one will stop you, hurry up."

The strong man smiled embarrassedly, changed the wool material and fixed it, and pressed the saw blade steadily along the drawing line.

Click!

Another piece of waste was cut off, and it was still white, and the dark cracks became particularly clear and identifiable. The strong man tilted his mouth disdainfully. In his opinion, this piece of material would undoubtedly collapse. If he continued, it would be purely a waste of wax for the blind man to light the lamp.

Ye Xiaofan rinsed the cut surface quickly and urged: "Change the grinding wheel and rub the stone!"

The strong man was the son of the stall owner. He felt unhappy when he heard this and said angrily: "Does a piece of dull guy be used as a clue? Do you understand gambling stones?" Obviously, this guy didn't know Ye Xiaofan's identity yet.

Ye Xiaofan said coldly: "Don't worry about whether I understand or not. I've spent 600,000 yuan to buy stones, so how can I be happy?"

The little old man standing beside him knew that he was in the wrong position, so he stepped forward and slapped the strong man on the back of the head and cursed: "It's just a waste of a long time. The gambling stone expert told you to solve it."

"The strange man who bets on stones?" The strong man was stunned for a moment, and his face was filled with joy. It is undeniable that the strong man was indeed a good calculating man. The touch between the grinding wheel and the section was equally severing, and the friction sound actually formed a special sense of rhythm. After about two minutes, a layer of white mist was wiped out.

The strong man's eyes lit up, and he raised his handle and shouted excitedly: "Hurry, water." Ye Xiaofan smiled calmly and scooped a scoop of water to pour it along the cut surface.

Hissing! The grinding wheel pushed away the white mist, and a touch of warm golden yellow appeared, and the onlookers were also excited in an instant.

“What a beautiful chicken oily yellow!”

"High ice breed chicken oil yellow... The strange man who bets on stones, this kid is so amazing." The middle-aged man behind cheered excitedly.

"Haha...good boy." Long Hao and Bai Han laughed heartily, their expressions even more excited than winning five million.

The middle-aged man behind stared at the charming chicken oil yellow, and finally couldn't help but step forward to touch the stone. When the strong man saw this guy suddenly reaching his hand under the grinding wheel, he was really shocked and said anxiously: "Uncle, please let me go, I will continue to slice!"

The middle-aged man came to his senses and reluctantly pulled back his hand, pulling Ye Xiaofan to the side.

"Hello, Mr. Ye, this is my business card. Can I carve this piece of chicken oil yellow for me?" The middle-aged man pulled out a business card from his arms and handed it to Ye Xiaofan, and said with a sincere look on his face.
Chapter completed!