She doesn't want to pretend anymore

"Old Ma's ancestors were in the jade business and were jade carving masters. They were extremely skilled in this area."

"It's just that old craftsmanship is bound to be a little outdated in terms of design. If Miss Yue wants to ask the Ma family to help, it's best for her to come up with the design herself."

This was said by Lao Hou.

He also whispered.

Lao Hou and Lao Ma are buddies who are closer than brothers and have been childhood friends.

He knows everything about what Lao Ma's family does.

Jade carving is no longer popular among Lao Ma’s generation, but he still has an uncle in his family.

My eyes are almost going blind, but I have never lost my skills.

People who know Uncle Ma would also pay him a large sum of money to ask him to make jewelry or ornaments for them.

Unfortunately, Uncle Ma rarely takes orders nowadays.

The customers are all old ones. No one is paid attention to any new customers.

Old craftsmen all have some strange habits. I'm afraid that when Old Ma made this request, he had big ambitions.

Otherwise, how could he convince his uncle to take the order?

He does not mean that.

Manshu's eyelids twitched. Jade carving master, no, it must be the imperial craftsman!

She had seen some old books in her master's study, which recorded that among the royal craftsmen in the palace there was a man named Ma Shizhan, whose jewelry was made so well that even the empress dowager praised it.

Later, he was involved in a dispute over the throne and was framed and imprisoned.

Because the Empress Dowager took pity on his craftsmanship, she pardoned him and spared his life, but only expelled him from the capital.

Could it be that this Ma Shizhan is the ancestor of Lao Ma?

If he is really the successor of Master Ma, he does have some skills.

"You want it?" Manshu's eyes lit up and Yue Qingwan saw it.

"Do you know his craft?"

Manshu nodded and asked: "Master Ma's ancestors had a royal craftsman named Ma Shizhan?"

"Yes, yes! This is my great-grandfather. I really didn't lie to Miss Yue. If you want to make jewelry, my uncle's craftsmanship is worthy of this in the entire imperial capital." Old Ma gave a thumbs up.

“Are there any photos of the finished product?”

Yue Qingwan is cautious and of course will not just listen to Lao Ma's one-sided story.

Although Lao Hou confirmed it, these two people were actually in the same group.

What if Lao Ma is just borrowing Ma Shizhan’s reputation?

Throughout history, there have been many people who deliberately try to associate themselves with some important figures.

A few years ago, we could hear people say that she was the last princess of the Qing Dynasty.

This is all a scam by scammers!

"It's true!" Lao Ma was not lying. He took out his mobile phone and looked through it for a long time.

"It was just a coincidence. I went to visit my uncle and saw him put this jade hairpin on the table. He said he had just made it and was waiting for customers to pick it up."

"Would you like to take a look?"

When the photos are adjusted, they are really genuine.

To be precise, this is a black jade plum blossom hairpin.

Just looking at the photo on the phone, the shape of this cuttlefish and plum blossom hairpin is that of an antique, but it is extremely finely crafted. The plum blossom is very beautiful, and the black jade does not look ordinary no matter how it is polished or buffed.

Yue Qingwan believed it about 60 percent. If she really let Master Ma make a set of jewelry for her, the quality of the jewelry would be much higher.

"Tell me, what do you want?"

Yue Qingwan didn't believe that a businessman like Lao Ma, who was more cunning than a monkey, would use such a big trick for no reason.

In order to avoid trouble, he would never do anything in the name of his uncle.

Otherwise, if he wanted to do something, wouldn't he have to take on so much business that his uncle wouldn't be able to finish it in several years?

"My requirements are not high. I just want the jewelry to be kept in my shop for a month after it is made. Then, Miss Yue can take it away!"

Yue Qingwan smiled and immediately understood his intention.

But Manshu's eyes lit up and he had a better idea.