"So, should we cut off the remaining sides?"
Qin Yang smiled and asked.
When the onlookers heard this, they instantly viewed Qin Yang differently. From this sentence, they knew it was his first time stone gambling, he was a complete novice. If it were ordinary low-grade materials like dry green or oily green, cutting them wouldn't lose much money. But if it's glass jadeite, even a little chip off the jade meat could mean losing tens of thousands.
"This is glass jadeite. Cutting the stone would damage the jade. Just rub along the cut edge to reveal it; leave it to me," Ling Xiaoyu rolled her eyes and said.
"I'll help you, Xiaoyu."
Ruan Xinxue had barely spoken when she realized her attire—a red dress—and then smiled sheepishly.
"Sister Xinxue, just watch from the side. Qin Yang, help me splash water, try not to get it on me."
With that, Ling Xiaoyu picked up the handheld stone polisher and turned it on. As the wheel spun, she seriously polished the jadeite raw stone.
