"Where did it come from? Tell me, where on earth did it come from?"
Feng Qingxue had an exceptional eye; the piece she held was mutton-fat jade, as white as lamb's fat, with a tightly knit texture that revealed no structure, delicate, smooth, and oily. Even without being handled, it had reached such a level of quality that one could only imagine how extraordinary it would become with more handling.
She loved jade, always had.
Among soft jades, she most favored Hetian Jade, and among hard jades, she preferred jadeite. Although she also appreciated the dazzling beauty of other gemstones, none could compare to these two. In her past life, limited conditions had kept her from encountering any premium pieces.
