Madam Yan nodded, "Yes, this box is made of golden Phoebe nanmu."
What a coincidence? Huo Sining was somewhat surprised but didn't think too much about it.
Under normal circumstances, ordinary households would not use such a box to store things, but the Yan family was different. During the warlord period, the situation was turbulent, and the ones who controlled military power were at the top of the food chain. For a military governor's family, having a few golden Phoebe nanmu boxes was not unusual.
Huo Sining did not speak, waiting for the Old Granny to open the wooden box.
While opening the box, Madam Yan said, "The items in this box were collected by my father-in-law from somewhere years ago. To be honest, I come from a family of scholars, and my husband and I were both educated abroad, having seen the big world. However, we couldn't figure out what the items in this box are. They've been stored here all this time. I wonder if you can understand them."
