Chris refused: "Sorry Miss Sona, today's good mood has been spoilt by one or two flies, so I am not going back to participate in the auction. Let's talk about it next time."
Walan felt very sorry: "I'm so sorry, Mr. Chris."
After she finished speaking, she took out a wooden box from the car, stuffed it into Chris's hand, and said: "Mr. Chris, this is a little bit of my heart, as a little apology."
When Chris got the wooden box, he felt an aura from it, so he didn't refuse.
Seeing Chris accepting the gift, Walan went on to say: "Well, today's auction will be suspended. I will ask Fabian Bart to rectify the team of Treasure Marquee. When he finishes the rectification, we will hold another one, and I will invite you Mr. Arthur and Uncle Bromwick."
Davis was already stunned. Isn't this woman the lady from the Sona family, the owner of the Jintang where he smashed the antique vase the other time?
She was so polite to his son-in-law and even willing to suspend the auction for him and start afresh. This is too much face, right?
Is it because the vase was repaired last time?
A good deed, I will really have to look at my son-in-law in the future.
Chris also noticed Walan's sincerity, so he nodded faintly, and said: "Then when it reopens, we'll come and join in."
Davis hurriedly echoed: "Yes, Arthur, you must go."
"Okay, let's go back to those 2 first, I'm really embarrassed about today's affairs!"
After Walan apologized again, she said her farewells to the two and turned to leave.
When she left, the Old Master hurriedly pointed to the wooden box in Chris's hand and asked, "Chris, what kind of baby did Miss Sona give you? Open it and take a look!"
Chris nodded and opened the wooden box.
Suddenly, a strong aura poured out, refreshing people.
"Huh, what is this?" Davis stretched his head and took a look, his face suddenly surprised.
There was a black thing in the box. The fist was thick and thin. At first glance, it looked like a piece of coal, but it was rough and soiled.
When he saw this, Chris couldn't help but feel shocked, secretly surprised at Walan's generous shots.
Davis looked at the black woodish stone like object and looked at it, but couldn't see what it was, and said in wonder: "I thought it was a good baby, but I didn't expect it to be a piece of wood."
Chris smiled and said, "Dad, it is indeed wood, but it is very rare."
Davis was even more surprised: "My son-in-law, what the h_ll is this?"
Chris said: "This wood was struck by lightning!"
"It's formed by the trees that fell during the thunderstorm."
Davis had heard about it one or two times before and said quickly: "But this kind of wood is often seen when thundering in the mountains. How can it be valuable?"
Chris smiled and said, "Dad, ordinary trees struck by lightning can of course be seen everywhere. But this section of the wood struck by lightning you see has been charred and black jade, only instantaneously charring under extremely high temperature, indicating this. The energy of the sky thunder is extremely strong, I am afraid it is a huge thunder that has been rare in hundreds of years."
"In addition, this section of lightning-struck wood is black and shiny, with faint bloodline patterns, indicating that it is the heart of the blood dragon wood, the king of wood, and it is even rarer."
Hearing this, Davis said disdainfully: "I don't believe that a piece of wood that has been struck by a thunderbolt is worth so much money? It's all a lie. The real value is an antique cultural relic. If your wood was plated by Lord Quiznosanlong maybe worth two more."
Chris smiled. This kind of thing is of high value. Not only does it have ample spiritual energy, but it can also even be refined according to the records of the 9 Profound Heavenly Secrets.
However, Davis naturally cannot understand.
So Chris didn't explain much to him and put the box away.
To be continued.....
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