While they were whispering explanations to each other, the stone Gu Wenheng had casually grabbed was also cut open. It turned out to be just a fist-sized piece of bean-green grade jadeite, only suitable for making small pendants. Even so, the Shopkeeper exchanged it for ten taels of Silver.
"You bought this for five taels of Silver, and factoring in the cutting fee, you've made a profit of over four taels!" Zhou Ping's eyes lit up, his anticipation for the stone in his own hands growing.
"It's just a stroke of luck. After all, no one knows what it looks like inside a stone." Gu Wenheng didn't want his senior brother to become addicted, so he felt the need to bring him back down to earth.
The texture and transparency of the second stone were much better, approaching ice-grade.
"Young brother, are you selling this stone?"
