Transmigrated as the Villain Boss's Precious Darling-Chapter 119: Treasure

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Chapter 119: Chapter 119: Treasure

"It’s delicious," Adrian Hawthorne said sincerely.

Phoebe Huxley’s fleshy face looked even kinder. Aside from her own daughter, this little jinx was the first person to praise her cooking. He not only had good taste, but he was a sweet-talker, too.

"If you like it, have some more. There’s still rice."

Phoebe Huxley wanted to get him another bowl, but Adrian Hawthorne refused. Although he could have eaten another big bowl, today had already been extravagant enough. He couldn’t indulge himself, or his stomach would protest.

"I’m full. I... have something to discuss with... Uncle Felix."

Adrian Hawthorne looked at Felix Thorne. Though just a child, his presence was in no way inferior. Phoebe Huxley, not one for pleasantries, cleared the bowls and chopsticks and went into the kitchen.

"Mama, I want some brown sugar water, with ginger in it!" Xiaonan ran to the kitchen and said.

"Why the sudden craving for ginger sugar water?"

"I just want it..."

The moment Xiaonan started whining, Phoebe Huxley was helpless. She relit the fire to boil the ginger sugar water for her. Xiaonan then ran back out, wanting to eavesdrop on what Adrian Hawthorne and Felix Thorne were talking about. Besides, she also wanted to know what kind of treasure that fragrant, broken stool was. She was so busy!

Adrian Hawthorne went to the courtyard to get the broken stool and brought it inside. Last night, Patrick Thorne had carelessly tossed it into a corner of the yard. Felix Thorne knew nothing about this, so seeing Adrian Hawthorne carry the stool in with such gravity made him even more puzzled.

"Xiaonan saw this stool at the scrapyard. Even though it’s missing a leg, this is no ordinary stool."

Xiaonan’s heart bloomed with joy. She yelled happily, "Is it a treasure?"

Adrian Hawthorne nodded. "It is indeed a treasure. It’s not worth much now, but in a few years, it will definitely be worth a lot of money. This is very precious Zitan sandalwood. In the past, only royalty and nobility could afford it. This kind of wood is becoming rarer and rarer. Gold in chaotic times, antiques in prosperous times. In a few more years, when the world is at peace, this stool will be extremely valuable."

Xiaonan felt like her heart was about to leap out of her chest. ’The legendary Zitan! They say even a small box can be worth over a hundred thousand, so a stool this big has to be worth at least several hundred thousand, right?’

’And that huge bed at our house—wouldn’t that be worth millions!’

It wasn’t just Xiaonan; the Thorne family was even more excited, especially Goldie Thorne. He had, after all, been a carpenter for three years. He knew what a treasure Zitan was and knew that Adrian Hawthorne was absolutely right. This stool was a major treasure that could be passed down as a family heirloom.

"Is it really Zitan? You’re sure you’re not mistaken?" Goldie Thorne asked, afraid Adrian Hawthorne had gotten it wrong.

"Of course. The bed I slept on as a child was made of Zitan. I couldn’t be mistaken. Zitan is very heavy and has a unique fragrance. Smell it."

Adrian Hawthorne handed the stool to Goldie Thorne. Goldie casually tried to lift it with one hand, but it immediately dipped, and he almost dropped it. He quickly grabbed it with both hands. Leaning closer, he smelled a very distinct fragrance. He couldn’t describe it, but it was a pleasant smell, a bit like sandalwood.

He was convinced in his heart and couldn’t help but look at Adrian Hawthorne in a new light.

’This kid is so knowledgeable and quick-witted for his age,’ he thought. ’Much cleverer than my three nephews. No wonder my little niece likes playing with him. She has good taste, just like me.’

"Let me see."

Felix Thorne took the stool. It was indeed heavy. What surprised him more was the familiar fragrance. He examined the stool closely, growing more and more excited the longer he looked.

"Mr. Hawthorne, can this treasure buy lots and lots of candy?" Xiaonan asked innocently.

"Of course. It can buy dozens of truckloads of candy."

Xiaonan grinned, and the big gap in her teeth was particularly noticeable. Adrian Hawthorne couldn’t help but say, "Eating too much candy is bad for you. It’ll rot your teeth."

’This chubby girl barely has any good teeth left, yet she still thinks about eating candy all day. And her parents don’t even try to control her.’