Everyone eagerly watched as Zuzi personally unwrapped the gift box.
The girl’s hands, slender and fair like the finest Beautiful Jade, seemed to make the ribbon on the box magically unravel with a mere touch, as effortlessly as when she used to peel pea pods in the fields.
Wow, watching Ancestor unwrap a gift box is a kind of enjoyment in itself.
The crowd licked their lips, curiously wondering what incredible gift could possibly warrant being personally unwrapped by Ancestor.
Outside the window, the people from Nanshan Class refused to leave, also eagerly watching Zuzi unwrap the gift box, while silently ridiculing how hopelessly fanatic the East Sea Class folks were.
However, the very next second.
The contents of Zuzi’s gift box made even them feel a twinge of envy!
Inside the exquisite, small gift box, unlike the previous larger boxes packed with countless stationery items,
it contained only and exclusively one set of stationery.
Fountain pen, 2B pencil, ink, ruler...
An entire set of stationery needed for the college entrance exam, neatly arranged.
There was no visible brand, but even the untrained eye could immediately sense its "overwhelming opulence."
The fountain pen, completely jade-like, with a nib that gleamed like a diamond though it was golden, likely pure gold with diamond powder added for hardness.
Just that nib alone was worth a fortune.
Not to mention the ink—the bottle itself was crafted from Beautiful Jade, with a mysterious green hue that seemed to have aged for thousands of years.
In the whole gift box, perhaps only the deep purple 2B pencil was the cheapest...
Just as everyone was sighing in amazement.
Suddenly, Wu Qianman recognized it: "This 2B pencil is made from Ink Rosewood; I saw it when I visited the National Botanical Garden!"
Even ordinary Rosewood is very expensive, with a single chair costing tens of thousands, and this Ink Rosewood is said to be an even rarer wood species than the most expensive Rosewood.
Being an endangered species, it’s only preserved in a few specimens at the National Botanical Garden, so Ink Rosewood products aren’t available on the market at all.
It’s priceless, one could say.
Money can’t buy it; only top-tier research institutes might obtain a small sample.
This pencil, incredibly crafted from Ink Rosewood, smooth and flawless, is simply a superb piece.
A priceless masterpiece.
Everyone held their breath, thinking they’d seen the most astonishing item of the day.
But who would have thought.
Wu Qianman carefully examined it again and exclaimed: "There’s a small stamp on this 2B pencil, and the inscription on the stamp is... Created by Cang Yun!"
Everyone understood these three words—crafted personally by Master Cang Yun.
Master Cang Yun is the Empire’s national treasure master of calligraphy and painting; his artworks and personally crafted writing materials and tools are national treasures.
Such an iconic figure of the Empire’s cultural heritage is already written into middle school textbooks, a heavyweight figure in promoting the Empire’s traditional culture.
Now, someone was telling them that Zuzi actually possessed a gift personally crafted by Master Cang Yun?
And not just any gift, but a... pencil made by a master who usually only makes brushes for calligraphy and paintings!!!
This must be a special custom piece; there might only be one in the entire world.
Everyone once again couldn’t breathe.
Only Zuzi, with a bewildered expression, fiddled with the pencil: "Why, is it special?"
Ancestor, this isn’t just special, it’s extraordinarily special, insanely valuable, the kind of thing you could cuddle with while sleeping!
Zuzi’s indifferent attitude made everyone feel a thrill of nervousness.
Please be careful, Ancestor, don’t break the pen, oh oh oh.
Outside the window, Nangong Meng’s face had already turned as dark as a sickly pig’s liver.
[After all, fresh pig liver is red]