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Chapter 107 Aren’t You Good at Guessing (4)

Rong Hao showed surprise on his face, he never thought that she would make such a decision.

On second thought, he could also understand her concerns.

Indeed, she picked out the rough materials of these six rough stones, and she picked her own piece. If the thing that came out of the stone was the best among them, it would be criticized to some extent.

At a young age, he has a broad vision and considers everything comprehensively.

"Okay, I'll do as you said." Rong Hao looked at the rough stone on the table, without thinking about it, and casually picked a piece.

"Just this one."

Qiao Luo had no objection, "Then this is the last solution."

As she spoke, she asked the workers to temporarily move the rough stone aside.

Immediately afterwards, she picked up a pen and sketched on one of the rough stones.

Skillful technique, as if he already knew the location of the emerald hidden inside.

The people around looked straight at him, secretly amazed in their hearts.

"Just start cutting according to the position I drew." Qiao Luo put down the pen and looked at Master Jieshi, "Just cut according to what I said."

I had seen Qiao Luo's ability to resolve stones last year, and Master Jieshi did not question him, and followed her instructions.

Together with his assistants, he moved the rough stone to the stone interpreter, and began to interpret the stone according to the lines Qiao Luo drew on the rough stone.

The gears slid over the rough stone, making a piercing sound, everyone watched intently, and couldn't help but tighten their hearts.

Long Beijue, on the other hand, lacked interest, and his eyes drifted to the thin figure vaguely.

Fortunately, he came to the Jade Conference this time, otherwise, he would still be kept in the dark by her.

First cut, nothing.

Everyone had different expressions, some were in disbelief, and some were gloating.

Master Xie Shi looked at Rong Hao, who nodded slightly, "Continue to explain."

It is common to see nothing after the first cut, and there is nothing to be surprised about.

Master Jieshi operated the stone-removing machine again and started the second cut.

"It's gone up, it's gone up..."

The sound of exclamation suddenly sounded, and the excitement could not be restrained.

"I'm not mistaken, it's violet emerald, it's royal purple."

"It's amazing."

Master Jie Shi put down his hand, and saw that the incision of the original stone was glowing with a rich and pure purple, with a high saturation, revealing a graceful and luxurious beauty.

Rong Hao narrowed his eyes with a smile, quickened two steps, went to the battle himself, rolled up his sleeves and did the next step of diagnosing stones.

While everyone's attention was on the Jieshi, Long Beijue walked up to Qiao Luo and asked in a low voice, "What's your piece?"

Intuition told him that she must know what treasure was hidden in her own place.

Qiao Luo didn't look sideways, and his voice was as thin as a mosquito, "Aren't you good at guessing, guess it."

Long Beijue, "..."

Is this anger or not?

"It's really top-grade violet jadeite."

"Is this jadeite for sale?"

The onlookers looked red-eyed and cheered one after another.

The violet emerald extracted from the raw stone wool is about the size of a man's fist. After being washed with water to remove the dust, the erratic and ambiguous purple exudes a unique charm and becomes more and more charming.

"Everyone, don't get excited, this piece of violet jade is not for sale." Rong Hao carefully put the violet jade into the treasure box, calmed down his excitement, and said warmly.

Hearing this, everyone showed disappointment, and the audience fell silent instantly.

"Mr. Shi, which piece to solve next?" Rong Hao looked at Qiao Luo, his eyes sparkled, as if he was looking at a strange person.

After the words came out, everyone remembered that this piece of raw stone wool was selected by this "Mr. Shi".

The person who was still suspicious just now suddenly changed his expression, and looked at Qiao Luo with a trace of complexity.

(End of this chapter)