The master of the reborn business girl

Chapter 5 Selling Rough Stones

A family storm is about to kick off. Everyone present, including Song Yuanzhi, watched this kind of homely meal as an entertainment program, waiting to see the wonderful scene where Song Ye was beaten badly and had to cry to wash the dishes.

Lu Lan raised the broom in her hand high, her eyes were fierce, and she greeted Song Ye mercilessly, but in midair, her wrist was grabbed by a cold little hand.

The air froze in an instant, and the atmosphere became strangely quiet. Everyone in the Song family stared wide-eyed, staring at Song Ye in disbelief.

She actually fought back.

"I'm not weak to be bullied. I just care about our family. If you think there is no relationship between us, don't drive me away. I can go by myself." Song Ye's calm words still did not have a trace of ups and downs, but the content of the words made people feel uncomfortable. Everyone at the scene was shocked.

Lu Lan's complexion changed again and again, but the anger in his chest could no longer be flared up in Song Ye's calm, almost cold eyes. When the door closed, there was a bang, and Song Yuanzhi on the sofa stood up and roared loudly. I got up, "I really treat myself like an onion, don't come back to me if you have the guts, you have to go outside."

This curse could be heard in the corridor from far away.

Song Ye, who was walking in the middle, twitched the corner of his mouth and showed a sneer.

Song Yuanzhi is not high-ranking and doesn't get rough on her. On the contrary, he is the person in the Song family who can't tolerate Song Ye's existence. After watching Lu Lan be harsh on her for so many years, he doesn't even blink his eyes. Now she is a doormat. I'm afraid my lungs will explode.

But after so many years, she has long since lost her expectation of this family relationship. In her eyes, the Song family is no different from strangers.

Right now, the first thing she has to solve is to fill her stomach and pockets.

The town is remote and backward, not to mention the wool market, there are no general high-end jewelry stores, and there seems to be only one store selling jade jewelry near the middle school in the city.

The small town is tens of miles away from the middle school, and ordinary children have to take the bus to go to school, but Lu Lan is mean to her and keeps making her walk to school, in the name of exercising, but in fact it is to save money.

At this time, Song Ye was penniless, so she had to rely on her legs to move forward. She walked for three hours on an empty stomach. When she arrived in the city, her face was already pale, and she only relied on willpower to keep herself from fainting.

When I found the jewelry store in my memory, I found that the store was closed. It was close to the evening, and the store had already closed.

Song Ye looked at the sunset in the sky, and was unable to continue walking, so he rested on the steps in front of the store, holding the rough stone in his hand, and sighed softly, the road to rebirth may not be so easy.

While he was feeling emotional, a black car suddenly drove up not far away and stopped in front of Song Ye, the window slid down, revealing the man's square face, "Little sister, what are you doing in front of my store? "

Song Ye was taken aback, looked up and saw the man's gentle face, immediately got up and went to the front of the car, holding the rough jade stone, and said softly: "I want to sell this rough jadeite, but my family is in trouble, so I only have this stone left. "

A little girl came out to buy and sell rough stones by herself, which somewhat aroused suspicion, so Song Ye found a reason, and with her thin and pale face, she really felt a bit desperate and impoverished.

The man didn't care at all, but when he saw the rough stone in his little hand, his eyes lit up, he opened the car door and came down to chat with Song Ye, "Little sister, your family asked you to take this thing out." For sale?"

"Well, my parents asked me to bring it here, saying that I can sell it after cutting out the contents." Song Ye pretended not to understand, and timidly answered while protecting the stone.

The man didn't think much, and immediately opened the store door and called Song Ye to go in, "My name is Zhao Zhen, if you don't mind, you can call me uncle, this thing is precious, you take it well, I can cut out the inside when I get the machine ready something."

"Hello, Uncle Zhao, my name is Song Ye." Song Ye also reported the house, and then sat on a chair to wait. During the period, Zhao Zhen poured tea and snacks for her.

"Eat something first when you're hungry. It will take a lot of work, so I guess you'll have to wait." He didn't despise Song Ye because of his tattered clothes. Zhao Zhen's considerate behavior gave Song Ye a preliminary judgment on his character.

Of course, the final result depends on the contents of the stone.

Wearing a suit, Zhao Zhen sat in front of the stone-cleaning machine and rubbed the surface of the black sand leather carefully. It took him 10 minutes to wipe the window with a palm-sized raw stone, which shows his meticulous care.

Zhao Zhen's jewelry store is not well-known in Yuncheng. The less famous it is, the more difficult it is to get good resources. In addition, the funds cannot match the big stores. The store has been barely maintained by word of mouth. He has thought about changing careers countless times. To make a living, but every time he faces these emerald stones, he can't help but like and explore in his heart, just like now, he is also taking good care of a piece of black sand leather that is not a good material.

But at the next moment, he was so shocked that he couldn't speak anymore when he saw the green that exposed his flesh.

"Uncle Zhao, what's the matter?" Song Ye sat not far away, asking suspiciously.

After a long while, Zhao Zhen widened his eyes, smiled, and said excitedly: "It's green, it's green, and the water head is good." No matter whether Song Ye can understand these technical terms, Zhao Zhen said this sentence, So he quickly dipped the handkerchief in water, and wiped the window carefully until a whole emerald was in front of him, the crystal clear luster was so beautiful that people couldn't take their eyes off it.

Even if Song Ye is a layman, he can see that this thing is precious.

She sat on the side and didn't speak. It wasn't until Zhao Zhen finished his research and calmed down that he asked her, "Xiaoye, did your family say how much it will cost?"

Song Ye shook his head, "Parents didn't say anything, they just said that they need some money to live on. I don't understand this, so Uncle Zhao should make the price." This is a bit of a pig and a tiger. The other party asked for a price, and she was doing it now, but she was testing the other party.

Zhao Zhen was taken aback, holding the object, with a smile on his face, "This jadeite is made of Laokeng glass, and it is very valuable, but it is a bit small when opened, and Uncle Zhao's shop is also small, so he can't pay that much. Considering your price of 30, how about it?" Zhao Zhen felt a little guilty when he said this, because the apple green grown in Laokeng glass would cost 80 million even if it was small, but he didn't have that much money in his hand.

Song Ye knew that the other party was guilty when he saw his eyes dodging, but it was still advisable to observe his character. Thinking about this, she got up and walked to Zhao Zhen, "Okay, 30, but I also need money from the jewelry store." shares."

(End of this chapter)