"Please." Manager Tan didn't hesitate, after all, with Fa Qingyang present, these people wouldn't skip out on the bill.
There weren't many stones on the third floor, and it was apparent that they had been carefully selected. Each one was placed separately on different trays, all lined with red silk cloth underneath.
Unfortunately, at a glance, only a little more than half had any green light shining through.
Intending to buy all that had green light, yet it felt too ostentatious, so chose ten pieces instead, of which four did not have green light, while the rest had a large area of green light shining through. These would undoubtedly yield top-quality jadeite.
After circling around and selecting no more stones, ready to head downstairs, Yang Ruxin finally understood why he felt something odd upon entering. The stones in the hall weren't just piled randomly, but arranged in the style of the Eight Trigrams. In other words, the hall was effectively a stone formation.
