She Wants to Be a Salted Fish

Meng Qingyan and the others also knew the rules, but when Chu Ci approached Xie Yi's ear and spoke, they were also startled.

This action is too close, and it feels a little too intimate!

Chu Han nervously wanted to pull Xie Yi away, not allowing him to be so close to his sister.

Fortunately, reason prevailed, and his hand stretched out a few centimeters and then put it down.

After listening to Chu Ci's words, Xie Yi wrote the price on his label, blocking it with one hand, so that no one could see it.

After writing, fold it and put it into the corresponding standard box.

Master Xiang shook his head helplessly. In fact, there is no need to block it at all. No one bids on this stone at all. For such a stone that does not see any possibility of opening up, the starting price is still set at 200,000. Who wants to auction?

But Xie Yi didn't care.

Meng Qingyan had nothing to do when she saw this. Anyway, she had already brought the ugly words to the fore. By then, the stones were not well bought, and Mr. Xie would not be able to complain about their Chu family.

"Master Xiang, then you can help me choose two stones." Meng Qingyan asked Master Xiang to help herself choose stones.

Meng Qingyan chose a few pieces under the guidance of the master, and also wrote the price and voted the label according to his instructions.

After half an hour, the bidding ends and the statistics begin.

After another half an hour, the statistics are over and the auction results are announced.

Xie Yi photographed the stone for 200,000 yuan.

It is the starting price, not a penny higher.

Meng Qingyan also marked two dollars, one hundred thousand and one eighty thousand.

For the other pieces of investment, other people's prices are higher than what she voted for, and they are not marked.

After getting the stone, Meng Qingyan wanted to get it to the special jade cutting machine next to it and let them help open it.

Meng Qingyan's two pieces are small and easy to open. The master who cut the stone will open the two pieces of Meng Qingyan's mark first.

After cutting along the cracks of the stone with an oil cutter, they were all excellent.

The planting water is average, the planting is still old, but the water head is insufficient.

A chun with color, some cotton, there is hope to get a pair of bracelets and a brand;

A green sun, but there are too many cracks, I can't get a bracelet, and I can't even get a brand. I can get a few full green interfaces.

Overall, it's not bad, it's a small increase, and Meng Qingyan has made some money.

Sure enough, the master's eyes are still very accurate.

Then the cutting master started cutting the piece that Xie Yi bought.

The cut stone asked Xie Yi, "How do you want to drive?"

Xie Yi didn't understand and turned to ask Chu Ci.

Chu Ci came forward and drew his fingers along the stone: "Just cut along this pattern. Open in half."

The cutting master is no nonsense. This stone looks like a piece of waste. It is estimated that it does not matter how to cut it.

Meng Qingyan was a little nervous. Although she knew that the stone was not good, she was afraid that Xie Yi would be angry with Chu Ci after it was really opened.

Chu Han couldn't help being nervous, and he was also a little afraid that after the stone was opened, it would be a piece of waste, and Chu Ci would leave a bad impression on Xie Yi.

Meng Yuxin watched from the side, she noticed the eyes and tone of the master who opened the stone.

Obviously, he should be more careful with the two stones that his aunt bought, and he obviously doesn't care about the big one.

This master does not know how much material to cut in a day. He must be very experienced in what kind of stone can open up and what kind of stone is waste.

No one was optimistic about the material that Chu Ci chose.

Chu Ci did not understand and pretended to know how to choose stones for Mr. Xie, which cost Mr. Xie 200,000 yuan in vain. Even if Mr. Xie was generous and would not care about her, her image in Mr. Xie's heart would have been damaged.