This box was just a piece of junk he'd randomly picked out from a salvage station. As for the ceramics inside, they were just cheap items he had bought for five yuan each. But now, in the blink of an eye, things had taken such a strange turn.
He looked at Liu Ergou, forcing a calm expression as he said, "So what if it's spliced wood! It can't possibly be worth 10,000 yuan! A broken box is a broken box. I think you've gone mad with anger!"
However, Liu Ergou couldn't be bothered with him at the moment. He just kept scraping at the box with his small knife. In just a few minutes, his blade had shaved a thin layer off the once dark, unremarkable little box.
Beneath it, a completely different color was revealed.
When Liu Yunxi saw the color of the box, she couldn't help but gasp, her pupils constricting as she muttered, "Huanghuali wood? Is that for real?"
The scammer, who was standing nearby, heard her loud and clear. A tidal wave of shock crashed through him.
