Yun Qinghe narrowed his eyes at the three stones Ye Shaohua had chosen, pondering.
Meanwhile, Zhuo Ping didn't know who else he was calling, just nonchalantly watching the stone-cutting platform.
To tell the truth, the stones selected by Ye Shaohua were really quite ordinary.
It was Yun Qinghe's first visit to Qingcheng, and most of the rough stones he had brought over were leftover materials from B City.
One of them was so useless that it had languished in B City for five years, with nobody showing any interest.
Although it's hard to guess exactly what type of jadeite is within a stone, it's very simple to determine whether a piece is completely void of jadeite green.
The stone-cutter made a cut.
Planning to discard the two halves of waste material, his hand froze mid-reach, "Wait... this..."
He immediately placed the left half back on the stone-cutting platform.
He cut along the edge once more.