Ice bean-grade jade was nothing special, but to Sun Peng, this meager yield was undoubtedly a shot in the arm.
It gave him an inexplicable confidence in the two unopened rough stones that remained.
"Keep going." He waved his hand.
Zhang Yang watched from the side in boredom, finding it more and more uninteresting.
He had thought Sun Peng had some real skill, but the rough stones he had picked were actually this lousy.
Three out of five had been cut open, and only one had produced anything worthwhile.
"I wonder how many treasures I can get out of mine." Zhang Yang glanced at his suitcase. Though he was eager to try, he decided to hold himself back.
"Come on, come on, the fourth one." Everyone around them turned their eyes toward the fourth stone.
"This one will definitely work. Just look at its quality." Sun Peng clenched his fists and stared fixedly at the rough stone before him.
This was the one he had placed the highest hopes on. Whether in terms of quality or appearance, he had been quite confident in it.
"Please, let there be jade!"
The angle grinder came down, and water was splashed over it.
"Ah, it's bean-grade again."
"It's worth a little money, at least. The surface area is pretty large—making up for quality with quantity."
"This guy's eye for stones isn't great. He's taken a huge loss, hasn't he?"
Sun Peng stared blankly at the freshly cut surface without moving, sweat beading on his forehead.
"It... it collapsed again?" He was dumbfounded.
Discussion broke out all around him.
The meaning behind every comment was the same: Sun Peng had suffered a massive loss this time.
Recovering his investment was practically impossible.
"I'm going to lose everything." Sun Peng's lips moved, trembling slightly.
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