C43 (1/2)

”I really found out.”

”What's there to be afraid of? What he said is that both pieces have materials, and it's only fog. It doesn't have to be material.”

Some shook their heads, feeling that they had to look further down. However, his voice suddenly stopped, because behind the fog, he could already see the light.

That's right, after wiping off the mist, he saw the emerald. And it was a rare kind of emerald.

”Violet, it's actually Violet.”

”The Red Jade's emerald purple is expensive. This water, this color, it's really a violet one, and it's even a rare bluish-purple one.”

”Stop wiping, I'll buy this stone, 3 million, I'll pay now.” Someone shouted, his eyes burning.

”5 million, this is purple, how rare.”

The middle-aged Lithoclast was undoubtedly the most excited one. Even though he was a top Lithoclast of the third floor and he had personally gone abroad to find Zi Luoyan, this was the first time he had seen this somewhat blue one.

There are three kinds of violets: green and purple, pink and purple, and basket purple. The first two were more common, while the third wasn't necessarily the same.

Why? This was because this bluish-purple color was the most authentic purple color. Especially after being illuminated with strong sunlight, it was even more translucent and elegant.

Lithoclast raised his head and asked Fang Yang, ”Are we selling it or continuing it?”

Fang Yang chose to continue rubbing the rocks without hesitation. He would not sell any of these stones to outsiders. What a joke, the young master with Lingyun Group was standing right beside him.

After about fifteen minutes, the violet was born. The middle aged Lithoclast gave the jade to Fang Yang excitedly as he panted heavily.

”It's been hard on you. I'll have to trouble you to clean up the second fastest too.” Fang Yang said while laughing, he glanced at Lu Zhongda and Zhou Tianhe whose faces had changed greatly, as if he was thinking about something.

At this time, the middle-aged Lithoclast had a whole new level of respect for Fang Yang. Without any hesitation, he started to rub up another piece of wool.

No, no!

”Please don't sell!” ”I bet 300 thousand.”

Those who bet on Fang Yang to lose, began to pray, and some even started to shout loudly.

The middle aged Lithoclast did not listen to him. With a flick of his wrist, the last piece of miststone floated down like a butterfly.

It's out!

It was another crystal clear piece of violet!

One stone, two jades, and both of them were violet. Fang Yang's name was destined to resound throughout Songjiang City.

”Director Xin, I'll have to trouble you to help me keep these two violets. Also, help me to collect the accounts.” Fang Yang handed over the Violet Roland to the dumbstruck Shen Xin, then patted his shoulder. He was like a stone appraiser of his generation.

Shen Xin swallowed his saliva and mechanically nodded. He had already become stupid.

This was the effect that Fang Yang wanted, but it was still lacking something. If there was another small piece of music and some background music, he would be even more handsome.

Who told me to be such a nice person.

”Master Lu, it's your turn.” Fang Yang stretched out his hand, indicating Lu Zhongda to cut the stone.

The value of these two pieces of Violet Roland exceeded 1 million. If the ingredients cut out by Lu Zhongda were below 1 million, then he would be considered to have lost this round.

”Can we win?” Zhou Tianhe asked.

”We can win!” Lu Zhongda replied.

The pressure was too much, but Lu Zhongda felt that he would not lose. This was because his piece of wool was already worth several million, so when it was cut out, it would definitely rise in value.

It was good to be confident, but Lu Zhongda ignored the two fatal questions. The first one was that Gambling Stone did not necessarily have expensive raw materials, and the cut jade was already priceless. Otherwise, there was no point in betting on it.

As for the second and most important point, his luck today was not good enough.

”It's useless.”

”Not necessarily. Just now, little brother Fang also brushed against both sides of him, causing a Violet Roland to appear.”

With this cut, Lu Zhongda's woolen cloth became blank. His face twitched and his heart thumped.