While they were speaking in hushed voices to explain the basics to each other, the stone Gu Wenheng had casually grabbed was also cut open. It turned out to be a fist-sized pea-green jadeite, which could only be used to make a few small pendants. Even so, the shopkeeper bought it off him for ten taels of silver.
"You bought this with five taels of silver, and factoring in the cutting fee, you still made a net profit of over four taels." Zhou Ping's eyes shone brightly, his anticipation growing for the stone in his own hands.
"It was just a stroke of luck. After all, no one knows what the inside of a stone actually looks like." Gu Wenheng had no desire to see his fellow student get addicted to gambling on stones. He needed to dampen his enthusiasm while he still could.
The quality of his second stone was a bit better, already bordering on the ice-type jadeite. "Young brother, are you looking to sell this stone?"
