Mr. Li was astonished when he took the jade cabbage, thinking it looked just like the real thing. It measured twenty centimeters in length and was not small by any means, utterly lifelike. A moment ago, he and Qin Zhen had thought someone was playing a prank, placing a cabbage inside.
However, thinking about it now, his brain seemed silly; the box had contained it for at least ten years. If it were a real cabbage, it would have decomposed without a trace long ago.
Qin Xi took it over and only glanced at it before carefully placing it on a towel on another bed.
Then, only a box measuring forty by fifty centimeters remained.
The box was simply made of camphor wood, not locked but just tied with a red string.
Qin Xi personally carried the box out, setting the large box aside on a small table and moving the camphor wood box onto the bed. Mr. Li's eyes moistened upon seeing the knot in the string.
