There were not many items in the light gray bag.
Two books and an exquisite black wooden box.
Fortunately, the two books were wrapped in a layer of parchment paper, so the books were not frozen.
"Third Brother, I can't read very well, so I don't know what's written in these books. Why don't you take a look?" After Second Brother Shen picked up the two books, he subconsciously looked at Shen Yao.
Shen Yao nodded slightly. When he took the book, he realized that it was not a book at all, but a register.
Many people's names were recorded on it. There was even a red label behind each name.
After flipping through two pages, Shen Yao had a rough idea.
"This wooden box should have been made by Brother Wu himself." Second Brother Shen looked at the pattern of the acacia flower carved on the wooden box and could not help but sound a little disappointed.