Little Wife Is Hard To Please

An Xiaoxiao was also a little surprised to hear people say glass seed.

I don't know gambling stones. I choose stones according to my feelings.

Moreover, if you are naturally sensitive to stones, the little old man just gave it to you, and you don't feel much when you encounter it. It is this kind of raw stone wool that has an illusion for a moment.

However, if this is glass, the rest

An Xiaoxiao thinks she can't wait.

After the cutter cut the rest completely, even the little old man was a little excited when he looked at the glass.

"It's so big."

"Although it's not imperial green, it's rare to see such a large glass original stone. Old Qin, although your piece is purer than this one, I'm afraid it's worth more than you." The cutter spoke with emotion.

People looked at an Xiaoxiao, and their eyes were full of different colors.

An Xiaoxiao himself didn't feel much. He stepped forward and directly pointed to the last piece of wool.

"Cut this one, too."

People looked at the rough and slightly knowledgeable people who knew that there would never be anything in it. They were all surprised at an Xiaoxiao's persistence.

So how can you be so persistent about this piece of waste without any expression on a piece of glass?

Even if they have just opened a few good ones, they don't want to believe that the things in this one can be better than this kind of glass.

Although the cutter was the same as everyone, he did it according to an Xiaoxiao's meaning.

It's just a piece of waste, and the cutter doesn't care much. However, this stone is really much bigger than the one just now. The cutter simply drew two horizontal and vertical lines on the stone according to the appearance of an Xiaoxiao.

About to cut, an Xiaoxiao stood cautiously in front of the cutter.

"What? There's something wrong with this wool? Are you going to cut it directly?"

The cutter was startled by an Xiaoxiao's cold voice, "an... Miss an, do you mean to be careful about this, too?"

An Xiaoxiao reached out and touched the stone again. A clear stream swept through her body again. In the dark, an Xiaoxiao felt as if she saw a piece of green.

Such green is a beautiful scenery that I have never seen before.

People can't help being addicted and reluctant to leave

Seeing an Xiaoxiao touching the stone for a long time, the little old man flashed a touch of surprise in his eyes and quickly stretched out his hand to pull an Xiaoxiao back.

"Just start as Xiao Xiao said. Be careful." The little old man said be careful, it's a stone.

The cutter nodded and began to cut carefully.

Everyone looked at the stone being cut. Only the little old man's eyes stared at an Xiaoxiao's pale face.

An Xiaoxiao also felt very strange in his heart.

Just now, obviously I felt very comfortable, but now after being torn away, I just feel that my body seems to be very tired.

It's like just running 10000 meters. My legs are a little soft.

What the hell is going on?

Is that stone a legend of ghosts and gods, or is it capable?

An Xiaoxiao subconsciously grasped his hand, but found that the little old man was still holding his arm.

Four eyes are opposite. Seeing the worry in the little old man's eyes, an Xiaoxiao frowns.

Is it difficult? What does the little old man know?

"This... This is... Come on, call Mr. Yang." At the beginning of cutting twice, the cutter suddenly shouted and shocked everyone present.

Call Mr. Yang over?

Is there really a better material in that scrap than the glass just now.

The crowd stretched their heads forward, but the cutter roared away.

As the best cutter here, he looked at the material in front of him and couldn't be slighted for a long time.

Bit by bit, slowly cut off the waste rocks on the surface, and the cutter took out his own tools that he hadn't used for a long time.

Start grinding bit by bit.

Usually, the cutter asks the apprentice to come. When did he operate the knife himself.

Everyone held their breath and waited for the birth of the original stone that the cutting division paid so much attention to.

As time went by, people could even feel the sweat on the cutter's forehead dripping on the ground, and even feel the cutter's fingers trembling.

However, no one dared to speak.

The prototype of the stone slowly emerged, like a beautiful flower blooming in front of everyone.

The glasses stared at the middle position without blinking. They were so shocked that they couldn't even say a sigh.

Glass is Imperial Green!

Even before Mr. Yang, Jianshi's most authoritative teacher, arrived, everyone had already seen it.

Such a head, such a color.

No impurities, no loss.

They may have seen glass Imperial Green, but such a piece is absolutely unique.

I'm afraid there is only such a large original stone in the world.

The little old man looked at the stone in front of him and his face became more and more gloomy.

In his eyes, it's not because of an Xiaoxiao's chagrin and envy for choosing this stone, nor because he is proud and happy for an Xiaoxiao, but because of his deep worry

Finally, the cutter meticulously finished the last step.

A huge piece of glass, an original stone of Imperial Green, was presented in front of everyone.

An Xiaoxiao looked at the stone in front of him, reached out and touched it again.

The feeling of fatigue in the body disappeared, and a sense of comfort that I don't know how to describe filled every cell of the body.

Remembering the situation just now, an Xiaoxiao took his hand back, but it's strange that this time, there was no feeling of fatigue, and even something like a warm current flowed in his body.

What the hell is going on?

"Glass Imperial Green?" Mr. Yang rushed over, saw the stone in front of him, and exclaimed directly.

After a while, he found that he was not careful enough. He coughed and began to take out tools to check the stone.

An Xiaoxiao turns to get out of the way. When Mr. Yang sees an Xiaoxiao turning his head, there is a surprised expression on his face, as if he knows an Xiaoxiao.

Slightly wring his eyebrows, an Xiaoxiao confirmed that he had not seen him.

Just about to open his mouth, the little old man opened an Xiaoxiao and roared at teacher Yang, "OK, hurry to identify it and wait for your results."

Mr. Yang looked at the little old man deeply. Then he took back his eyes and began to identify the stone.

Luo Ziang came out from behind and pointed the camera at the stone.

Just now, there was something obvious in the eyes of the little old man and teacher Yang, and there must be something about an Xiaoxiao.

And today an Xiaoxiao's performance

No, we must contact uncle Zhan as soon as possible!

It's definitely strange.