"Good wood." Master ju took the wooden box and was conquered by its warm touch.
Although he was a master of porcelain, he knew a lot about wood. After all, master ju was not only from a rich family, but he was also from a famous family.
He was most proud of the two fragrant Rosewood chairs in his house. They were treasures passed down in the family. He would personally wipe them every few days. Usually, he would not even be willing to sit on them.
"This must be mahogany, right? it must be at least a hundred years old. Master Yuan, you're really extraordinary." Even master ju couldn't help but be moved.
Of course, if he knew that Yuan Zhou had casually piled up the fragrant Rosewood core and core material, he would not only be moved but also want to beat him up.
When master GE heard this, his hand holding the wooden box paused slightly and he said,""This is too precious, I'm not worthy of it."
