Perfect Secret Love: The Bad New Wife is a Little Sweet

Smell, Wanhe Yun nodded, "Miss Ye, don't worry, I will definitely call you our best cutter. ”

After that, Wanhe Yun left Metaphor.

There's a lot of talk going on around here right now, and most of them feel that the woman in the steward's head may have been stimulated by something.

This batch of materials is expensive, but mostly open windows.

The so-called window opening is based on the original stone, which the customer can use to observe the water color and some details of the original stone.

Most of the goods in Wanhe Yun are all gambling materials. The original stone has not undergone any treatment. What is the situation inside the original stone, no one can make it clear.

One is the highest-risk all-risk gambling material, and the other is the lower-risk window opening, and no one knows where the woman in the steward's family is confident that her all-risk gambling material will beat the metaphorical window material.

Ye Zheng's side waited while Huang Shixin's side began to defuse the stones.

“Boss Huang, it's coming out! ”

Only the first stone, the cutter of Metaphor, received the glad news.

“Boss Huang! Congratulations! Green ice seeds, good seeds, waterhead feet, high transparency, no small head, can make at least ten bracelets, corner material can make a few pairs of cards hanging, this is a huge increase! ”

The cutter has already cut the first stone and cut a nice piece of emerald from the inside.

Huang Shixin was in a great mood, along with Hou Mao Feng, and was also proud of his face. The surrounding guests sighed with envy.

“After all, the Metaphor is the Metaphor, which has the highest chance of being green in the entire H City casino! ”

“That's not true. After all, Metaphor is our signature in H City! ”

“Tsk, that's ten times the price! No wonder people say that gambling stones are poor and rich...”

“I'd like to see what kind of ingredients the chef can make! ”

After seeing Meta Fang open up the good jade, the audience talked about it.

At this point, Wan He Yun rushed in with the best cleaver in their shop.

As soon as they arrived, they saw the raw stone bought by Huang Shixin surge.

The eyes of Wan He Yun suddenly scratched with darkness, and the look on Ye Zheng's face was also worrying.

The cutter who came with Wanhe Yun, about sixty years old, had bad business in the store in the past, he had not been able to cut the original stone for a long time, and now heard the owner open, more excited than anyone.

Every cutter's dream is to cut out good ingredients.

“Hello Miss Ye, I am the Cutter Wang Yi.” The old man looked at Ye Zheng and smiled politely.

“Master Wang, this time please.” Ye Qiang nodded.

“What do you say, Miss Ye? Shall we begin? Everyone can't wait to see what you're made of!” Hou Mao Feng laughed very sarcastically.

“Cutters are here, naturally.” Ye Qiao faded away.

“Miss Ye, shall we begin now?” The cutter of Metaphor, looking at the leaves, asks for directions.

“That's enough, solve it.” Ye Qiao turned slightly to his head.

The cutter finally started working as Ye Qiao's voice dropped.

Xue Hui, the Panel of Experts, Hou Maofeng, Huang Shixin and others all focused their eyes on the original stone in Wang's hands.