"Careful, careful, don't shake it, don't bump it, place it down, place it down, there!"
Lan Jicai took the Ink Jade Square Bowl from He Ningyuan's hands and solemnly placed it on the deck, gently caressing the jade with his fingertips, as mysterious ripples of water light emanated from the ink pot, evoking his ceaseless admiration.
"Sinking Heart Jade from the Nine Rivers Confluence! What a treasure, truly a treasure. Just the material alone is worth at least ten thousand taels, think of how many cattle and sheep that is! General He, look at these water waves, this luster, such an elaborate craftsmanship in its making."
He Ningyuan couldn't quite grasp these things, he just nodded continuously.
