Tang Wanwan secretly breathed a sigh of relief, stabilized her breathing, and with a playful smile handed her handmade saw to the master, saying, "Master, yours is too slow. Why not try mine?"
The master looked at Tang Wanwan's innocent face, his wrinkled old face broke into a wide smile, "Girl, this won't work. Even with our specialized milling machine, it takes a long time to cut."
The bystanders saw Tang Wanwan holding some strange thing and trying to cut jade, and they found it ridiculously amusing.
Tang Wanwan squatted down, smiling mildly, and said, "How would we know if we don't try?"
She then picked up a piece of jade and said, "Why not use this stone for an experiment?"
The master, seeing her playful nature, kindly advised, "Girl, jade is not to be trifled with. One stone is worth dozens, even hundreds of taels. If it gets ruined, that would be a pity."
Tang Wanwan replied, "Don't worry, Master. If it's ruined, you don't have to pay."
