Super Golden Eye

"Fang Yang, this piece of wool has thick skin and many pits. It belongs to sand skin. I bought wool with deep pits. It's probably these grandchildren who stuffed it in for me." Wang Qiang shook his head and bent down to take this piece Throw out the rough stone.

Although what he bought was a new emerald pit, it was part of a deep pit. There is particularity in digging woolen pits. The mountain is mined from top to bottom. The lower the mountain, the more material there is, and the price is more expensive. Of course, there are more opportunities for greening.

This piece of football-sized wool is obviously part of the mountain, and it has been cut thousands of times, but there may not be a piece of green goods.

"Don't throw it away, I'll take a look. If you want to cut it, cut the fist-sized piece first, and wipe it slowly. I see that the skin is thin, and it looks like it's in stock." Fang Yang raised his head and said, he casually pointed at a piece It's not bad rough rough stone, according to Golden Eye's calculations, the value is about 500,000, and it's almost complete Mo Cui.

Wang Qiang said yes, he had long admired Fang Yang's rock-observing skills, and after he finished speaking, he picked up the wool and wiped the stone.

Fang Yang sat on the ground and studied the football-sized piece of wool, took out a small stone cutter from the toolbox next to him, and scraped gently.

From the perspective of the golden eye, this piece of raw wool is covered by a cloud of white mist. No matter how the golden eye sees through, it is impossible to see clearly what is inside the white mist. But the approximate size can be seen clearly, so Fang Yang won't cut down the internal structure with a knife.

Cutting stones is hard work, not to mention not using a large stone cutter, but a small knife.

Fortunately, Fang Yang has great strength and endurance, and the peak stamina of the late Huang Jie is no joke.

Fang Yang was very serious, his golden eyes stared at the white mist, and he started carefully, lest he accidentally cut into the mysterious objects inside.

"This is the compass!"

Fifteen minutes later, a compass the size of a palm, with a silver outer body and a black heart, the golden pointer trembled slightly, and quickly circled the circle with a swipe.

In an instant, the surrounding white mist condensed and got into the compass. I saw the golden silver needle shaking twice, and a bright light flashed past.

"How could this thing appear in the rough wool? Could it be that someone put it in on purpose?" Fang Yang said in his heart.

He had carefully observed the cut wool stone skin, which was obviously put together by someone. It's just that the age is too long, and the traces have almost been erased. If it weren't for his golden eyes, Fang Yang wouldn't have noticed it.

"Fang Yang! It's green, it's dark green jadeite, and the water head is good, let alone half a million. If this is carved into a jade bracelet, it will be at least a million." Wang Qiang's exclamation sounded, and he ran over after speaking.

Fang Yang quickly put the compass into his clothes, and turned to face Wang Qiang. And he pointed to a piece of wool that was also good on the ground, and said, "This one should be good too. Although it looks a bit ugly and is a bit bulky, the green is definitely worth the money."

"Okay, then I'll cut it later. Take a look at this piece first. The quality is really good. The light transmittance and color are really top-grade. Fang Yang, you are really my God of Wealth." Wang Qiang asked With a happy face, Fang Yang can be said to have a flawless hair. Although he has not been in the industry for a long time, none of the selected woolen materials is green.

More than half an hour later, the second block turned green again. Moreover, it was a large piece of Cuss, which was the size of a basketball, and was priceless. Wang Qiang was so happy that he danced and asked Fang Yang to show him a few more pieces.

"I want this piece of emerald green myself. It's 23 million. Don't bargain. I'll have someone transfer it to your card in a while. The dark green jadeite before is considered a gift to my brother." Wang Qiang smiled. Said that the money will be transferred to Fang Yang on the spot.

Fang Yang quickly stopped him, and said with a wry smile: "Just treat it as my shareholding. I should get a part of the money to buy these woolen materials. Don't refuse, just make it so, or I won't choose stones for you in the future."

Fang Yang, to Wang Qiang, was a human figure detector. For local tyrants of their level, money is already a number, what matters is face. If it got out that he was holding a piece of Tris, the people in the circle would probably drool with envy.

"Fang Yang, you can go with me to the Jade Fair in Donghai City in a few days," Wang Qiang said.

Fang Yang has really heard of the East China Sea Jade Fair. It is the top three exchange fairs in China, and the daily transaction volume is at least several billion.

"It only takes a week to go back and forth, and you now have many jade shops under your name, so you should get to know more people in this industry." Wang Qiang added.

Only then did Fang Yang remember that more than half of the Shen family's assets were under his name. Lingyun Group mainly deals in jade. Fang Yang, the hands-off shopkeeper, really needs to know more about it.

What's more, some jade stones contain spiritual energy. Fang Yangka has already had a life in the late stage of Huang Jie, so he really needs to go out and find an opportunity to break through. I broke through.

"Okay, you can contact me in advance when the time comes." Fang Yang said with a smile, tugging at his clothes to prevent the golden compass from falling off.

Wang Qiang didn't notice this, so he took Fang Yang to drink tea and said to take a rest. Fang Yang said that he would not drink the tea. He was a little tired and wanted to go back to rest, so he didn't need Wang Qiang to send it to him.

Wang Qiang didn't send it off either. He stood at the door and watched him leave. Looking back at the rough wool that Fang Yang had cut open by himself, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Besides, Fang Yang took the compass and went straight home. He knows how to use this thing, and it has been introduced on the gold plate for a long time.

The compass, also known as the compass, is a tool used for Feng Shui detection. The compass is mainly composed of a magnetic needle located in the center of the disk and a series of concentric circles. Each circle represents the ancients' understanding of a certain level of information in the large system of the universe.

One is fate, two is luck and three is Fengshui. The aura of a person is controlled by the aura of the universe. Harmony between man and the universe is auspicious, and disharmony between man and the universe is evil.

The user finds the most suitable position or time for a specific person or a specific event through the rotation of the magnetic needle. To put it bluntly, it is to find the right magnetic field to facilitate the formation.

"Hey, he actually complements Golden Eye!" Fang Yang played with the compass and opened Golden Eye.

The aura in the dantian was directly attached to the golden compass, and the angle of view suddenly changed, and a huge compass reflection appeared in the golden eye's perspective.

A golden eye hangs on the reflection of the compass, it is the golden eye. Wherever the eyes pass, there is nowhere to hide the feng shui line, and more detailed feng shui lines begin to appear, like ten thousand horses galloping, seeing Fang Yang dumbfounded.

"This golden compass enhances Golden Eye's ability to distinguish feng shui and position. It's like a booster equipment that was born for Golden Eye. Damn, is there an attribute bonus?" Fang Yang took a breath of air, not calm at all.

This weird scene made his heart tremble. Who is the person who hid the compass in the stone? What is the origin of this golden eye? And grandpa, where did his old man go! What happened to Yupei?