At the very least, it was interesting to be in the mountains and countryside for a holiday.
Especially this season, who would want to live in a wooden house in the ruins of the Syria?
However, no one expected this.
Behind the mushroom house, there was actually such a top-notch garden-style courtyard hidden!
Clear water produces hibiscus, natural to remove the decoration!
This was a living fairyland in front of everyone's eyes.
In such a place, even if one were to lie on a bamboo chair every day and do nothing, one would still feel that life was very comfortable and poetic…
In this courtyard that was like a fairyland, there was an exquisite two-story building.
"Please come in."
Zhang Hao kindly invited everyone from the mushroom house into the house.
Although it had been a hundred years, the house was still clean, not even a speck of dust. It was as if the owner had just left for a day.
The living conditions here were worlds apart from the mushroom house.
"I can finally rest for a while."
After a busy day, everyone was tired and sat down at the table in the hall.
"Strange."
Just as he sat down, Chef Huang suddenly sniffed hard. He turned to the crowd and asked," Do you guys smell a sandalwood scent?”
"There is indeed the fragrance of wood.”
"It's lighter than sandalwood."
"I smell it too."
Teacher He, Third Uncle, and the others nodded.
"Isn't it normal for an old house to smell like wood?" Peng Peng was a little confused.”
"No,"
Chef Huang shook his head." This isn't the smell of ordinary wood!"”
Little Chef Huang stood up and looked around the room. Then…his eyes fell on the wooden chairs with official hats under everyone's butts.
"Eh? This chair…"
When Chef Huang saw that the light was a little dim, he took out his phone and turned on the flashlight. He shone it on his chair and looked at it carefully for a while.
He suddenly exclaimed,"This is the best Dalbergia wood!"”
Everyone's eyes were immediately attracted by Little Chef Huang's exclamation.
Third Uncle and Teacher He squatted down and leaned against the chairs to take a closer look.
"Sauce yellow jar? What is this? Is this wine drinkable?”
Peng Peng was still confused.
"Dalbergia rosewood is the most precious wood. Its other name is Hainan yellow rosewood!”Chef Huang didn't even turn his head as he rubbed the chair with an indulgent expression.
He even asked the camera to give a close-up of the chair so that the audience in the live broadcast room could see it clearly.
"F * ck! This chair is actually a Hainan yellow rosewood?”
"So the old man is a hidden tycoon…"
"If it's really yellow rosewood, it's amazing.”
"The current market price of Hainan yellow rosewood is 5000 to 8000 yuan per catty. This official hat chair is usually about 20 catties.”
"I counted. There are a total of eight official hat chairs here. That is…"
"More than a million!"
"Congratulations, little sister.”
The audience was also excited.
This great-grandfather was simply a treasure trove. After digging out one treasure, there would be even more shocking things to come. It was as if he could not dig out all of them…
The capital, to the treasure house.
Zhi Bao Zhai was a century-old brand, and it was the industry leader in the field of literature and games.
At this moment, a young man was in the courtyard of the shop, holding a tablet in his hand and watching the live broadcast of Yearning.
"Eight yellow rosewood official hat chairs. This was definitely a wealthy family in the past. It's not just a matter of money.”
The young man looked a little cynical. The eight rosewood chairs were worth more than a million yuan, but he did not seem to care much about them.
He even casually gave a gift of tens of yuan to Yearning's live broadcast room and sent a message: " Chef Huang has good eyesight, tip!”.
Coincidentally, at this moment, Huang Little Chef asked the production team to give a close-up of the chair.
"Eh? Wait!"
The young man was suddenly stunned. He hurriedly straightened his back and moved closer to the screen.
On the back of the chair, there were a few special patterns that caught his attention. It was a wood pattern that looked like the nine bends of the Yellow River.
His eyes instantly widened, and the cynicism from before disappeared.
"No, no,"
"This is not an ordinary Hainan yellow rosewood!”
"This is…"
"There are very few of them in the world, and they are currently extinct..."
"Jiuqu yellow rosewood!"
Jiuqu huanghuali, also known as Jiuge huanghuali.
Most people had never heard of it because it was extremely rare.
"Ge" was a special term in the yellow rosewood, which was the heartwood part of the yellow rosewood. The reason why the yellow rosewood was expensive was that its heartwood was not rotten and had the effect of refreshing, cooling blood, and lowering blood pressure.
Jiuqu huanghuali had a distinct feature, which was that the heartwood texture showed the shape of the Yellow River Jiuqu, which was why it got its name.
The wood gave birth to a grid, and it took a hundred years!
Jiuqu yellow rosewood required 900 years!
The current yellow rosewood couldn't possibly grow to a hundred years old, so it had been cut down long ago to be used as wood. Therefore, most people had only seen one " grade " at most, and it was still not a grade.
Jiuqu yellow rosewood was naturally extremely precious…
There was a price but no market!
The young man's pupils instantly shrank into a ball. He was the young master of the century-old Zhi Bao Zhai. He had been influenced since childhood and had developed a pair of good eyesight.
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