"Cut again?"
The people surrounding him all looked at Ding Fan with disbelief.
The rough stone, which had been purchased for eight thousand yuan, had now sold for sixty thousand, yet Ding Fan still wanted to cut it!
"Young man, you should stop while you're ahead," one advised. "If there's no green in this next cut, then the stone will only be worth ten thousand at most. The risk is too great."
"One mustn't be too greedy. Eight thousand for sixty thousand is already an unbelievable gain..."
"How much is plenty? Sixty thousand is already a lot..."
The crowd around continued to persuade Ding Fan.
However, Ding Fan remained unmoved.
Master Xie Shi, standing beside him, looked at Ding Fan. "Are you sure you want to cut again?"
Ding Fan nodded. "Cut!"
