Kapitel 744: Chapter 710 Old Friends

Ordinary wooden boxes won't last long in water; any that remain are somewhat specially treated and bear some value.

The second one.

A pile of rouge and powder boxes, made of fine woods—sandalwood and nanmu; sadly, the box must have a crack somewhere, they're all ruined.

The third one.

A heap of medicinal herbs, mostly targeting the realm of the Galloping Horse Martial Master.

The box itself was well preserved, not waterlogged, but everything felt damp to the touch. Though there were no mold spots, it wasn't crisp when broken; it had a bit of toughness instead.

Xiang Changsong asked, "Can they be used?"

Hu Qi flipped through them and took a sniff, the herbs' scent was faint: "Barely."

"Forget it," Cao Rang waved his hand, "no need to use them ourselves, and selling them would only harm others."

"Indeed, next one, next one!"

"Heave-ho!"

Xu Zishuai lifted the lid, leaning back and looking up.