Near lunchtime, Qin Huai returned home.

Shang Ya has already signed for the jade material.

Half an hour later, the delivery truck staggered in, and the wooden boxes were neatly stacked inside, and the roots and wood were placed in the boxes.

Qin Huai pushed open the iron door.

"Please help me unpack the wooden box and put the wood on the Duobao Pavilion in the study. ”

The staff nodded, and the unloading and placement was actually their duty.

But Qin Huai was so gentle and polite, they were very comfortable in their hearts.

The three employees were busy and carefully moved the wooden boxes into the house. After that, the wooden box was opened, the wood was lifted, and the smaller ones were put into the Duobao Pavilion, and the large wood was placed on the ground, waiting for Qin Huai to deal with them.

"There are a total of thirty-four pieces of wood, please count them in Mr. Qin. ”

"Okay, no problem. ”

Qin Huai paid the money in full, and the staff drank all the half-cold tea on the coffee table, and left with a smile on his face.

……

"That's a lot of wood. ”

Shang Ya shuttled between the library's bookshelves.

The wood on the Duobao Pavilion is full of teeth and claws, and the posture is strange and perverse.

Although every cell is dry, there is still an uninhibited attitude of 'I can grow for another 500 years'.

It is as if they are still rooted in the eight hundred miles of Weiwei Taihang Mountain, stretching out their branches to touch the vast galaxy of hundreds of millions of miles.

The jade material is lying quietly in the pavilion, exuding a warm color.

More than 30 pieces of precious wood, plus more than 20 pieces of jade of more than 6 kilograms, and a batch of seeds, these are almost 30 million.

"However, you bought the raw materials back in just three hours, is the quality guaranteed?"

Shang Ya asked worriedly.

It takes two hours to drive back and forth, and the road is blocked by red lights for more than ten minutes.

There were forty minutes left to select the wood and jade, and the selection had to be completed within the specified time, she was afraid that Qin Huai would be overly concerned and ignore the quality.

These ingredients are not cheap!

The slightest inferior raw material will bring huge losses.

"Of course there are guarantees, and my instincts can't go wrong. ”

Seeing Qin Huai's face full of confidence, Shang Ya was relieved.

As the saying goes, 'no carving is not expensive, one carving is doubled', with Qin Huai's little brother turning decay into magical carving and unbridled imagination, how much more than double the value?

Even if he is really clumsy and prescribes a piece of bad material, he can make up for it and even make it a high-quality product.

Throw such a boutique into the auction house, and you can pay for it in an instant.

It's her who is overthinking.

……

……

"Do you smell a faint woody scent?"

Qin Huai smiled brightly, took Shang Ya's little hand, and the small gesture made Shang Ya's body stiffen for a moment.

！！

Shang Ya was so excited that the deer slammed into each other.

Although it is normal for couples to hold hands with each other, Qin Huai rarely takes the initiative to hold her.

Holding hands is less common, and kissing is even less.

As for the lustful hands and feet, there has never been!

People who are about to get married are still 'respectful of each other', and they are honest when they lie in bed and sleep.

Am I not getting enough?

Shang Ya fell into suspicion.

In a trance, Shang Ya was pulled in front of Duobao Pavilion.

"You see, these are the roots of high-quality boxwood trees in Hubei Province. ”

Shang Ya looked closely, the delicate and pure wood was like ivory, pleasing to the eye, and could smell the fragrance.

Suddenly, Shang Ya thought of something:

"Do you want to give me the beads?"

"Forehead ......"

Qin Huai was speechless for a while, and the sudden car beads disrupted his train of thought.

"Just kidding, I have a lot of gifts from you, hostas, jade pendants, golden silk nanmu ornaments......"

Shang Ya smiled, put his little hand into Qin Huai's palm, and then lightly clasped his ten fingers......

Qin Huai glanced down, his little hands were as delicate as jade, they were very interesting, and he grabbed him softly, and there was sweat in his palms.

"Your hands are so small. ”

Qin Huai picked it up, admired it with an artistic eye, and rubbed it over and over again, it was as soft as boneless, and it felt ten times better than any beautiful jade in the world.

After looking at Shang Ya's warm and soft little hands for a while, Qin Huai pulled her to a cliff cypress and popularized science one by one.

"These are 100-year-old woods, they are only the size of a potted plant, but they have been growing for hundreds of years, even two hundred years. ”

Shang Ya's face was surprised, and her mouth opened slightly.

"The more precious the wood, the slower it grows.

For example, boxwood, which takes forty or fifty years, can only grow fifteen centimeters in diameter.

It is even more difficult to grow, and its branches can only grow one foot in a hundred years. ”

As Qin Huai introduced, he picked up a cypress plant, revealing its knots.

What is exposed to the eyes is densely packed with annual rings, and it makes people's scalps numb.

Its annual rings are not naturally grown, but collapsed by the barren world, dense and full of tenacity and stubbornness!

"Its annual rings are finer than the golden wires of the golden silk nanmu, but it is not as beautiful as the golden silk nanmu. Golden silk nanmu is the best-looking. ”

Shang Ya analyzed that she preconceived that she regarded golden silk nanmu as the color of happiness.

It won't change for a lifetime.

Qin Huai smiled slightly, and touched Shang Ya's supple black hair dotingly.

Then he took her hand and walked through Qiongnan Huanghuali, walked through rosewood, walked through ebony, walked through Nanmu......

Ancient trees for thousands of years, once read all.

Every time there is a new material, Qin Huai will carefully introduce it, after all, behind every raw material, there is a book of poetry.

Talking about these things, Qin Huai's facial features seemed to be sprinkled with a layer of sunshine in his ears, shining brightly around the golden edges.

Shang Ya leaned on Qin Huai's shoulder, admiring Qin Huai tree by tree, feeling the beginning of life to the collapse and weathering of life, and experiencing the vicissitudes of life with Qin Huai.

It doesn't get much more romantic than that.

"Even if it has been weathered for a hundred years, these cypresses still can't erase the traces of its life!

Speaking of this, Qin Huai suddenly paused, let go of Shang Ya's small hand, and turned his hands down, looking at Yabai thoughtfully.

'The beauty of life?'

Qin Huai muttered to himself, lingering on this unintentional sentence, chewing in his heart.

This sentence is simple and simple, but Qin Huai caught a trace of unusualness.

He's been thinking a lot lately about atomic probes carving blowholes.

In Qin Huai's conception, although the pores can make the jade material form a baby's skin-like texture, there is still a trace of regret after all.

But what that kind of defect is, Qin Huai has not been able to say exactly.

At this moment, he understood that all kinds of agate and jade materials in the world lacked a unique beauty of life.

Jade does not have the unique beauty of life, but wood does, so can we find a reference from wood to make jade come alive?

Qin Huai vaguely sensed that the jade material that could breathe seemed to be beckoning to him.

Qin Huai couldn't wait to drum up the atomic probe!

At this time, inspiration suddenly poured out, and it tickled his heart!