"Hey, there is a small paper box here, it seems to be tea!"
Suddenly, Mrs. Wang let out a low voice, picked up a small paper box, looked at it for a moment, and then put it on the table. That nonchalant gesture made Ye Ming's lips twitch. Even though it was just a small
The total sum of the cartons of tea is only two taels, but its value is still higher than all the gifts Wang Tai mentioned before, and even much higher than those combined, because this is the holy tea that only he can produce.
The cost price of two has exceeded ten million, and the market price is even more immeasurable, because no one will sell it.
"This leather box is so exquisite. Yeah, there is a chess set inside. It's so beautiful." Mrs. Wang continued to count. When she saw a leather box, she couldn't help opening it and saw dozens of palm-sized chess pieces inside.
On it, the chess piece is purple in color. Under the light, it shines with purple luster and looks very delicate.
"Look, this chess is so exquisite." Mrs. Wang exclaimed and presented the leather box in front of Mrs. He, Mrs. Zhou and others. They each took out a chess piece and placed it in their palms for observation. Father Yang heard Mrs. Wang mention
Xiangqi's ears were already perked up. He hurriedly stepped forward and picked up a chess piece to observe.
"There is a faint fragrance, what kind of chess piece is this?" Mrs. He asked in surprise, not understanding the value of chess pieces, but Mrs. Zhou was different. In addition to her hobby of collecting stamps, she also dabbled in some wood. After a moment of careful observation
After that, I couldn't help but muttered: "The color is dark purple, there are crab claw lines, the structure is tight, there are no scars, and it has a light fragrance. Could this be sandalwood!"
"What small-leaf sandalwood?" Mother Yang asked strangely. "It's red sandalwood, also known as Qinglong wood. It grows extremely slowly. It only takes one annual ring every five years. It takes more than eight hundred years to become useful. It is the hardest wood and has the highest hardness.
It is called the 'Emperor's Wood' and is far beyond the comparison of ordinary wood..." Mrs. Zhou explained, introducing the situation of small leaf sandalwood to everyone.
"Isn't the Imperial Wood very expensive?" Mrs. Wang asked. Although she didn't understand what Mrs. Zhou was describing, she still heard about the Imperial Wood and knew that since it could become the Imperial Wood, it must be extraordinary.
"Very expensive? Not only is it very expensive, it's infinitely expensive. One inch of red sandalwood and one inch of gold. Just a chess piece is many times more expensive than the same volume of gold." Mrs. Zhou raised her eyebrows. "No, that's it.
Such a chess piece is actually more expensive than a piece of gold?" Mrs. He clucked her tongue and said in disbelief.
"You think the emperor's wood is fake? It is said that there is a five-inch-long rosewood coffin model in front of Napoleon's tomb. Visitors were all surprised and thought it was very rare. This shows how precious rosewood is. Although Western missionaries later came
In China, I saw a lot of red sandalwood materials, and then I realized that the elites of red sandalwood are all in China, but now the red sandalwood in our country is also very rare. It is not an exaggeration to say that every inch of sandalwood is valuable." Mrs. Zhou talked eloquently, through some allusions.
, describe the value of rosewood in a three-dimensional way.
Hearing Mrs. Zhou's description, Mrs. Wang suddenly felt her mouth go dry and couldn't help but swallow a mouthful of saliva. Without paying attention to her hand, the chess piece fell out of her hand and fell to the ground with a crisp sound.
Wang Tai shivered and almost fell to the ground. The blood on her face instantly faded, leaving only paleness and fear. This chess piece was more expensive than a piece of gold. If it was really broken, she wouldn't be able to afford the compensation if it was sold.
