Fisherwoman: After my divorce, I became rich by fishing at sea

These words made Fu Wan almost hold her forehead with her hands.

The old expert is too unsatisfied, thinking that the wooden boxes on the seabed are inexhaustible!

"Old comrade, they're all here. There's only one sunken ship down there."

When the old expert heard Fu Wan say this, he just sighed and shook his head.

He just said it casually, because he knew that things on the seabed were not so easy to find.

"Old Sun, these things need to be shipped back to the capital. We need to take them back and carefully investigate their origins!"

Sun Shaoping thought for a moment and then said, "I'll talk about this after I go back and report it."

He and these experts are not from the same system, so naturally he cannot easily agree to the retention or removal of these things.

"Comrade Xiaofu, today's salvage mission was successfully completed. How about coming with me to the camp for lunch?"

Fearing that Fu Wan would refuse, Sun Shaoping immediately persuaded her, "Old comrades like Zhao Gang should also go. We won't be treated any differently and will eat with the other soldiers."

When he came out this morning, he specifically asked the canteen to kill a pig to celebrate the completion of today's salvage mission.

Now that things have come to this, Fu Wan couldn't refuse.

"Okay, I'll trouble you, leader."

Seeing that Fu Wan agreed, Sun Shaoping asked his subordinates to go to the cockpit and instruct the soldiers to drive the boat to the camp dock.

Although the experts were eager to take out everything in the wooden box for research, they also knew that now was not the right time.

So they covered the wooden box again, but the older expert, Mr. Xiao, felt something was wrong after closing the box, so he went closer to smell it.

"This smell is a bit wrong!"

He muttered to himself, even squatting down and pressing his whole body against the wooden box.

"This sandalwood, Lao Fang, come and smell it. Is this the smell of rosewood?"

Upon hearing this, Fang Liqiu quickly squatted down and followed his example to smell it.

After a while, he said with a look of embarrassment on his face, "I've caught a cold recently, and my nose is blocked. I can't smell anything."

When Old Xiao heard this, he didn't even have time to get angry. He quickly called out to Fu Wan and the others beside him, "Come and smell it. Does this wooden box have a special smell?"

Special taste?

Fu Wan took two steps closer. Her sense of smell was very sensitive, and before she could even squat down, a rich fragrance hit her nose.

"It smells like sandalwood."

She looked carefully at the boxes that emitted the smell and found that these boxes were indeed different from the ones she had encountered before.

Not only was the red color tinged with purple, but the lines on it were almost invisible, and the entire wooden box was now translucent and shiny, as if it had never been soaked underwater.

"Yes, yes, that's it, it's rosewood."

Old Xiao was so excited that his white beard was about to stand up, and the corners of his eyes were wrinkled like flowers because of his exaggerated laughter.

He is a big shot in the cultural relics circle of Longhai City. He was born into a family of cultural relics, so he is most familiar with these things, both in taste and appearance.

"Old leader, is this red sandalwood very valuable?"

Fu Wan was a little curious. When Mr. Xiao saw those gold bars and gold bricks just now, he was not as excited as he was now.

Perhaps it was because these things had the opportunity to see the light of day again thanks to Fu Wan, that Mr. Xiao had such a kind attitude towards Fu Wan.

"This red sandalwood must be very valuable. Have you ever heard of pearwood?"

Fu Wan nodded in confusion. She had of course heard of pear wood. Didn't the nobles in the past use pear wood to make boxes?

I heard that pear wood will not deform or crack, and has a fresh fragrance. It is also not afraid of insects and can remain in its original state for hundreds of years when placed at home.

"Pearwood is slightly inferior to red sandalwood!"

"This red sandalwood is the most precious of all woods!"

Old Xiao gently touched the rosewood box in his hand, with a look of care, as if he could break the box with a little force.

They were still some distance away from the camp dock, so Sun Shaoping went to the cabin for other things, while Old Xiao was guarding the rosewood boxes and began to talk to Fu Wan about the rare history of rosewood.

In recent years, China's precious woods are mainly divided into one yellow, two purple and three red.

The so-called one yellow refers to huanghuali wood, two purple refers to red sandalwood, and three red refers to bright red sandalwood.

However, in the middle of the Qing Dynasty, the red rosewood had not yet been discovered, and the precious woods at that time were divided into four major ancient woods.

They are rosewood, huanghuali wood, wenge and ironwood.

Among them, rosewood is the most precious and is listed as the first of the four famous woods.

As soon as these words were spoken, Fu Wan looked at the wooden boxes with a strange look in her eyes.

How could the ancients' appreciation of wood be wrong? This thing has become the first of the four ancient woods, so you can imagine how precious it is.

Unfortunately, when she was at the bottom of the sea, she couldn't smell any difference between the boxes because of the interference of the sea water.

What made Fu Wan even more depressed was that before, whether it was gold bricks or gold bars, she had dismantled the wood to take out the gold. Now, after hearing what Mr. Xiao said, she was racking her brains to think about whether there was any difference in the wood she had discarded.

However, she clearly remembered that she saw a few boxes of gold left alone at the bottom of the sea. The boxes outside were indeed different in style from the boxes in front of her now.

Thinking of this, Mr. Xiao seemed to feel that he had just given a brief introduction to rosewood, so he continued to talk about the origin of rosewood.

Rosewood, also known as red sandalwood, is a subtropical evergreen tree. It typically reaches heights of 50 to 60 feet, and its leaves resemble a butterfly, hence its membership in the Fabaceae family. The leaves of red sandalwood are incredibly durable, initially appearing a discreet yet luxurious crimson, which matures into a deep purple.

Even the annual rings of rosewood are almost invisible. The grain of this wood is very delicate and looks twisted like cow hair. It is the most high-grade and famous wood among all redwoods.

Because this wood is beautiful and strong, and has a faint fragrance that comes and goes, many dignitaries during the Qing Dynasty and even before the Qing Dynasty liked to use rosewood to make furniture.

Moreover, after waxing and polishing, furniture made of red sandalwood doesn't even need lacquer, and the surface will have a silky sheen. This is why people love this wood. However, due to the rarity of red sandalwood furniture and the fact that it takes thousands of years to mature, many people use woods that resemble red sandalwood to make up the difference. In fact, the only true red sandalwood is small-leaf red sandalwood.

Moreover, because red sandalwood has a fine and hard texture and the wood itself is very heavy, it will sink to the bottom once put into water.