Xia Chuyi, who had already left, had no idea that Xia Lan had gone to "Youwei" to cause trouble again after her departure.
Of course, Xia Chuyi also didn't know about the several times Xia Lan had previously been to "Youwei".
At this moment, Xia Chuyi and Ou Jun had already arrived at Bao Mansion.
"Chuyi, are you planning to take all these original stones to be cut?" Ou Jun asked Xia Chuyi.
Xia Chuyi, supporting her chin with her hand, walked around the several large stones clockwise and counterclockwise several times. After thinking for a moment, she said, "Let's cut them all."
During the last two days since obtaining the Myanmar Stones, she had actually sneaked some related books from the library when reviewing.
She then realized that cutting stones did not necessarily yield good results.
So, she figured she might as well get all the Myanmar Stones cut— whatever they could yield would be something… If not, well, great, she would just consider that Uncle Liberation Army gave her a bunch of stones to play with.
Ou Jun had no objection to Xia Chuyi's decision, nodded, and said, "Okay."
He wasn't very knowledgeable about this area and completely relied on Xia Chuyi's decisions.
Ou Jun instructed his men to load the Myanmar Stones onto a vehicle, then took her to the antique market in Capital City. Google seaʀᴄh NovelHub(.)net
Nowadays, the Capital City antique market was a mixed bag, with items ranging from good to bad, real to fake.
Seeing a vehicle approaching, the people in the market frequently glanced inside the vehicle, estimating whether to treat them as a fat sheep ready for the slaughter or untouchable lions and tigers.
Some who were familiar with the situation in Capital City recognized the license plate and knew this was someone not to be tampered with.
Others, less familiar, thought that anyone who could afford a car these days must be wealthy.
Xia Chuyi had no idea that she had just entered the market, unless someone treated her as a fat sheep.
The vehicle finally stopped in front of a quadrangular courtyard.
"Chuyi, I'm not very knowledgeable about jade, so I brought you here to meet someone who is," Ou Jun said to Xia Chuyi as they got out of the car.
Xia Chuyi nodded, thinking to herself: She didn't understand it either, so, both were equally clueless.
As soon as they got out of the car, a person dressed in a Zhongshan suit came out to greet them, saying, "Captain Ou, have you arrived?"
Ou Jun nodded, introducing him to Xia Chuyi, "Fan San, his ancestors were famous jade enthusiasts in Beijing."
"Handing your Myanmar Stones over to him makes the cutting and any subsequent buying or selling very convenient."
Most importantly, with Fan San, no one could deceive the inexperienced Xia Chuyi.
Once inside the courtyard, Ou Jun instructed his men to move the Myanmar Stones inside and place them on the stone table, then said to Fan San, "Fan San, please have a look at these Myanmar Stones, whether they are good or not."
"How should they be cut? Where should they be cut?"
Fan San nodded and said, "Okay, let me take a look."
After speaking, Fan San took some tools and began to lift the cloth covering the Myanmar Stones.
As he lifted the cloth, he asked Ou Jun, "Captain Ou, are you planning to cut these Myanmar Stones?"
"Stone gambling can make or break fortunes in a single cut, and the chance of getting something good is very low."
"So, it's possible that after all the stones are cut, there might be nothing."
"I suggest, if the quality is average, it's better to sell the original stones directly, at least you might break even."
Hearing this, Ou Jun frowned and said, "These Myanmar Stones aren't mine."
"Chuyi?" Ou Jun asked Xia Chuyi.