"What?! The price difference is that huge?"
Fatty's face went pale with shock. He turned to look, and Zhang Qiling nodded directly at him, giving him a definite answer.
"Coral and pearls are both Organic Gems. Even if coral burial goods from a tomb several centuries old are rare, you've seen pearls before, right?"
The Tiga Clone also poured cold water on Fatty's hopes:
"These Organic Gems oxidize and discolor over time. After several hundred years, even the finest coral isn't worth much anymore. Sixteen yuan a pound is already a generous estimate."
Hearing that, Zhang Qiling nodded as well.
Compared to fossil-type Organic Gems, "fresh" Organic Gems like coral and pearls were even more fragile. Even carefully maintained Coral Products rarely kept their original appearance for a hundred years.
"I get it. People age and pearls yellow... sigh."
Fatty let out a heavy sigh. His whole body wilted. His back ached again, his legs hurt again, and the wounds on his body started acting up once more.
"Don't be so down. The coral may not be worth much, but look at the things reflecting light on it. Those are valuable!"
Wu Xie could not help looking toward those Bronze Bells. Such tiny, fragile artifacts being preserved so well was extremely rare... though they somehow looked familiar?
The Tiga Clone smiled faintly.
"If we're talking about value, the dozen or so Golden Phoebe logs outside are the truly valuable things. They're also easy to take out. Just widen the opening at the top of the treasure chamber, and they'll float up on their own."
Golden Phoebe logs wide enough for three people to wrap their arms around, and long enough to support the treasure chamber's roof—calling them priceless in this day and age might have been an exaggeration, but every