"I can't. I can only rub it," the shopkeeper chuckled. He then asked some people from the crowd whom he knew to help cut the stones.
Going one by one would take too much time. Their shop had all the tools anyway.
A strong, young man raised his hand, "Uncle Wu, let me help my goddess rub her stone!"
The crowd burst into laughter. The shopkeeper nodded. "As long as Miss Yun doesn't mind."
Yun Xiangxiang paid the shopkeeper before handing the little stone to the young lad. He couldn't pluck up the courage to even look at Yun Xiangxiang.
"Don't be nervous. I never expected it to contain any jadeite," Yun Xiangxiang calmed him down softly.
"En en en," the young lad was still nervous.
"It's fine. You have my thanks no matter if there's any jadeite in there. Let's take a photo together after you're done," said Yun Xiangxiang.
"Thank you, goddess!" The young lad was fired up.
