Manager Tang finished, and without waiting for Shen Wenqian to move, he pulled out a wallpaper knife from the penholder.
The sharp blade slowly cut the tape on the carton, and a light aroma poured out along the gap of the carton, which shocked the two people in the room.
Tang manager hurriedly opened the lid of the box, revealing the foam shock proof membrane inside.
"I'll go! What local specialty is it? It's so tightly wrapped!"
Manager Tang said as he opened the shockproof film.
When the wallpaper knife cuts the last layer of film——
The faint white light, like the soft Yinghui of the night pearl, flows out of the shockproof film.
Shen Wenqian and manager Tang were stunned when they looked at the things in the box.
"This is..."
In such a big box, there are two rectangular transparent glass covers.
The glass cover is about half a meter high, and the bottom of the cover is a exquisitely carved white round basin.
In the soil of the round basin, there are almost transparent light blue roots.
The rhizome is about the thickness of an adult woman's thumb and grows straight and flexible upward.
Around it are light blue transparent leaves.
The veins of the leaves are clearly visible, and there seems to be water flowing inside.
At the top of the stem is a blue flower like ice.
The shape of the flower looks like a lotus. The large petals are as thin as cicada wings, glittering and translucent, emitting a shallow faint light.
"... how beautiful!"
Manager Tang exclaimed with amazement.
But soon, he reacted, turned to Shen Wenqian and said, "no, Lao Shen! What about the local specialties?"
Shen Wenqian was also a little confused.
He grabbed his hair and hesitated: "maybe the local specialty of Qingyun village is flowers?"
Manager Tang: "
Sorry, the culture is shallow. I haven't heard that flowers can be local specialties.
He was speechless for two seconds, and then asked, "what about the flower?"
"Such beautiful flowers, of course, are raised." Shen Wenqian tore open the box with his bare hands. "Help me move it together. The glass cover looks a little brittle to me."
Manager Tang quickly helped him hold the bottom of the glass cover.
They carefully carried the glass cover to the windowsill. Suddenly, there was a knock on the door in the office.
When Shen Wenqian turned his head, he saw Xu Hao, his own small and chairman, standing at the door holding a thermos cup.
Xu Hao: "what are you two doing?"
"Carrying flowers." Shen Wenqian nuzui at him, "you're just in time. This thing is a little heavy. Give me a hand."
Xu Hao answered.
He put down his thermos cup and walked over, glancing carelessly at the flowers in the glass cover.
"Hmm?" Xu Hao made a move.
He bent down, stared at the petals as transparent as cicada wings, and frowned slowly.
Shen Wenqian couldn't help kicking him, "what are you stunned? Move the flowers quickly and sink to death!"
"..." Xu Hao didn't move.
He looked at the flowers in the glass cover, and his eyes gradually changed from doubt to shock.
"This flower..." Xu Hao pointed to the glass cover and his voice trembled. "Whose is it?"
Shen Wenqian: "mine."
Xu Hao looked up incredulously, "did you buy it?!"
"Do you think I'm a flower buyer?" Shen Wenqian shook his head with a smile. "It's from the Xiaoqi family. It's said to be a native product of his hometown."
"..." Xu Hao was so dark that he almost fell to the ground.
Shen Wenqian was startled by his reaction.
"Lao Xu, what's wrong with you? Hypoglycemia?"
"It's all right..." Xu Hao leaned weakly on his desk, shakily pointed to the glass cover, "... Do you know the name of this flower?"