Sheng Yang held her forehead. Her underling was indeed not very smart. She glanced at the kitchen knife in his hand. Forget it, it was better than nothing…
At this moment, Lemon was also sizing up the jade in his boss' hand, not knowing what she wanted to do. This jade was obviously of ordinary quality. If it had not appeared in Weixing Underground Auction House, it would not even be worth 500 yuan.
Sheng Yang picked up the kitchen knife and began to grind away the top layer on the surface.
At first, Lemon was surprised. Then, he thought about it. It was just 1,000 yuan. He could treat it as a toy for his boss. However, few people dared to sharpen jade. If they accidentally broke it, it would be even less valuable.
