"You can pull it down. If it is cut off, who will be the one who will." Guan Fei shook his head and refused without thinking. Not to mention the value of this material, it is extraordinary to say that this ring is the same as the bracelet he gave to Yang Feng. It is like Yang Feng still with him every day.

"Okay, the material cut by Damo is counted as 1,000 for you, and the remaining kilogram of material... Just enough 300 grams, why don't you pick two more pieces to make up a pound? "The stall owner saw that Guan Fei was not shaken at all, and he said in disappointment.

"You're so dark. You're such a thing. It's sold for 500 yuan a day in the morning market in the border town. You dare to ask me for 1,000 yuan if you ask? That's it. Even this kilogram of material will give you 600 yuan. Anyway, it's just something to cut. I'll just cut it and play with you." Guan Fei said.

The stall owner said with a bitter face: "You are so ruthless in your counter-offer. You are an expert and you are considerate and considerate of us who do small business. Kilograms of materials are good for selling in scenic spots. Following this kind of market is a big fortune. Look at how many people have passed by the door, and how many of them come in to take a look like you. I have to make some money on the stalls this day. "

The stall owner's words were half true and half false, but there was some truth. Guan Fei thought about it and thought that it was not bad for now, so he said, "Let's do this, this material is 800. I'll pick two more kilograms of material, and I'll make up 1,000 to open a CEO for you, right?"

"Brother openly, so I won't charge you for the money you cut into the material in a while. But you cooperate with me to make a promotion. You are an expert, and you will always cut out something from the material you picked. No matter what you cut out, you will say it will increase. Then I will pay a high price to recycle the treasures you cut out. Look..." The stall owner smiled and said that this was a charity. Originally, the kid was playing with it last night and had not yet slept. No one cooperated. There was no one caring about such a large traffic at the door until now, and he was also angry.

"Let me give you a helper, then you have to pay extra. Let's not say anything about recycling. It seems too fake. I'll pick two more materials for you. You shout a few words. Anyway, the curiosity of the people around you will be raised when the cutting machine sounds." Guan Fei did not refuse the stall owner's proposal. They were all with their peers, and it was not easy for them. Anyway, they came for the sake of enjoyment. How to shout is the stall owner's own business.

Guan Fei turned on the flashlight and chose it again at the stall. A gray-black raw stone attracted Guan Fei's attention. From the skin, this material seemed to be something at the entrance of Mowanji, but it was slightly different from Mowanji. Guan Fei was a little unreasonable.

From the skin, the gravel is rough, but it is very tight and tricky. Guan Fei dripped some water on the skin. The lamp was almost unsatisfactory except for the small particles entrained in the skin gravel that would brighten, but the touch of the hand was a bit heavy, which made Guan Fei very curious. Normally, if it was Mo Wanji's field mouth, no matter how it was not performed, the yellowish brown or white fog layer under the skin husk could be seen faintly when the lamp was turned on.

Guan Fei opened the backpack, poured a little water on the skin of the raw stone, and put the raw stone into the backpack. Under relatively dark external conditions, Guan Fei found that the material was lighted, but the outer skin was too tightly wrapped, which was difficult to see under natural light.

"I said, boss, you won't be able to give me a hundred or dozens of dollars, right?" The stall owner said a little strange when he saw Guan Fei stuffing the raw stone into his bag.

"I just feel that this material is a bit strange. Find a dark spot to study it." Guan Fei explained.

"I'm kidding with you. If you like it, just use it to cut it and play with it. It's not expensive anyway." The stall owner rushed.

"Do you know which side of this material is? It feels a bit like Mo Wanki, but it doesn't seem to be Mo Wanki." Guan Fei asked.

"That's Mowanji's side-field entrance. A staggering entrance is as big as that, it will definitely not be the same as every stone." The stall owner spread his hands and said.

"Okay, that's it. Just weigh it on the scale. This material must be at least 2 and a half pounds." Guan Fei said with the raw stone in his hand.

"Thank you for your care, the boss." The stall owner saw that Guan Fei had chosen a big one and probably had to look four or five hundred yuan, so he knew that the money for today was settled.

After the above statement, the stall owner said to Guan Fei: "Add to the previous one, a total of 3.2 kilograms. Even if it is 3 kilograms, you can give it 600. Add the 800 Damo just now, a total of 1,400. Thank you, boss, I wish the boss a big increase."

Guan Fei nodded, took out his cell phone and transferred the money to the stall owner: "Check it out, is there water in the cutting machine? I will cut the remaining two of them directly."

"I received it, thank you boss, please wait." The stall owner collected the money and smiled even more. He took a tube and connected a bucket of water to the water pipe next to it and poured it in next to the cutting machine. He ticked the start button twice, looked at the water mist brought out, then rushed to Guan Fei and nodded.

The movement from the cutting machine has attracted the attention of many people around. Guan Fei walked to the cutting machine and gestured twice with the small material before. Just as he was about to turn on the machine, the stall owner suddenly shouted, which scared Guan Fei and shivered.

"After the cutting machine, it will be ten thousand taels of gold!"

Guan Fei glared at the stall owner and pressed the start button. As the motor buzzed, the blade began to rotate quickly with water mist.

The first small material is simple, and the performance of turning on the lamp is a thick and glutinous oil. Guan Fei erected the raw stone, aimed at the blade and adjusted the angle and pushed it directly in, preparing to directly from it.

With several sharp friction sounds, the high-speed rotating blade was easily embedded in the rough stone. After cutting it in about two centimeters, Guan Fei felt that the sluggishness in his hands became heavier and he began to flip his wrist and slowly began to rotate the rough stone. The stall owner looked at Guan Fei's skillful technique and gave Guan Fei a thumbs up.

Guan Fei smiled and said, "The thing is OK, it has hardness, so it shouldn't collapse."

Three minutes later, Guan Fei's hands were divided into two halves, combined with their hands and rubbed them on the blade for a few times, then exited and shut down the machine. After spreading it out, Guan Fei's expected two halves of dark blue oil clear.

"It's okay, the foundation is not bad, it's not broken." Guan Fei nodded with satisfaction and handed half of the raw stone to the waiting stall owner, turned on the light and looked at the remaining half.
Chapter completed!