"What do you want to do?" my little uncle asked warily.
Yu Minglang patted his little uncle's shoulder.
"Uncle, with such good material, it's a shame to make a pendant, a button would be too big, and a bracelet might be too small to sell, right?"
His little uncle nodded robotically, and Yu Minglang's expression became a bit more righteous.
"So, I thought of what you were thinking. Make it into a bracelet, give me the bracelet, and you carve a small pendant out of the bracelet core. The pendant will be reasonably priced and easy to sell."
His little uncle hadn't reacted yet, "Then who are you going to give such a small bracelet to?"
Who else but his slender-wristed girl!
Qian has a small frame. Yu Minglang, after forcibly pulling her hand a few times, had already remembered the girl's size. Just compared with this stone, making a bracelet shouldn't be a problem.
