One Night Lovely Wife $5.50: Overwhelming Black Belly Husband Chapter 820: Charity dinner storm [16]

Mr. Zhou was half-joking: "Girl Xin, if the old man loses money, you will be responsible. After all, the old man chose this piece after listening to your suggestion."

Nalan Xiner smiled playfully: "No problem, I'll pay if I lose money!"

That's called a heroic dry cloud.

As soon as Nalan Xiner's sweet and charming voice fell, there was a lot of discussion around her.

Some are envious of Nalan Xiner's relationship with Mrs. Zhou, some are jealous that Nalan Xiner can joke with Mrs. Zhou, and some are surprised that Nalan Xiner knows how to pick rocks.

Of course, Lan Zhirou's eyes with deep hatred lingered.

When she heard that Mrs. Zhou's stone was suggested by Nalan Xiner for him, Lan Zhirou desperately cursed in her heart: "Black! It's best to be black inside! Hmph, there is no black jade residue at all. That's great!"

I don't know if Lan Zhirou's curse played a role. Since a small skylight was opened, the machine continued to grind, and the stones became darker and darker...

This is really rare.

Anyway, it's old pit wool, even if there are black dreadlocks, it won't be so many, right?

The watermelon-sized stone has been cut in half, and it's all black...

Nalan Xiner stood still, watching calmly, with a relaxed expression on her face, no chagrin, regret or disappointment at all.

Some people who wanted to see a joke felt unfathomable when they saw her expression.

Even the appraiser shook his head and said, "Master, you look so dark..."

The implication is that there is no need to continue cutting.

Nalan Xiner smiled sweetly: "Since it's a bet on luck, you have to bet to the end, and it won't take much effort to cut a knife. Go on!"

Although she is young, the confidence in her tone makes people dare not underestimate her. The appraiser shook his hand for no reason, agreed with a "yes", and continued to cut.

Cut and cut, he realized that just now, how could he be directed around by a little girl?

He should have sought the opinion of his master, Mrs. Zhou.

Glancing out of the corner of her eye, she noticed that Mrs. Zhou gave Nalan Xin'er an approving look, and said, "Perseverance, it really won my heart."

The appraiser quickly retracted his gaze and carefully cut the stone.

This little girl is obviously Mrs. Zhou's guest, distinguished guest!

He can't be sloppy.

As the cut surface gets bigger, the man who was laughing at the black dreadlocks gradually closed his mouth.

Everyone's eyes widened.

Some people even blinked and blinked, reached out and rubbed their eyes, for fear that they were wrong-

The black gradually became thick like ink, but moist like jade.

Inside the stone core, the deep ink color is splashed wantonly, but the surrounding is crystal clear ice jadeite.

Most people at the scene have never seen such incredible jade!

What is this?

It is an ice seed but not like an ice seed. Where does the black jade come from?

At this moment, everyone knows that it is not a tangle, but what is the origin and what is the name.

Must have an extraordinary history, right?

Everyone's eyes turned to the appraiser.

And the appraiser was too excited to speak.

This emerald is really rare!

The moist black and the green color of the ice seeds are so ingeniously distributed, like the ink splash pattern drawn by the hands of the gods. This is very rare, and it has only been produced in a Laokeng mine in Myanmar——

Black Ice!

In the industry, it is also vividly called, ink painting jade.