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Xiao Ruo had not expected the work to be done in such a short time, and happily set a time with Zhuang Guangfeng to pick up the goods.
Seeing that Fu Hanwen and Xiao Ruo were preparing to leave, Zhuang Guangfeng moved the bed aside in front of them, pressed something unknown, and a cellar suddenly appeared.
Zhuang Guangfeng descended into the cellar under Xiao Ruo's astonished gaze and soon brought up a wooden, intricately carved octagonal box with a lid.
"It's just a small token, I hope Lady Fu won't disdain it," Zhuang Guangfeng offered the wooden box to Xiao Ruo.
Xiao Ruo took it, lifted the lid and exclaimed with surprise and delight, "Uncle Zhuang, is this a dried fruit box?"
The wooden box was slightly bigger than the ceramic pots used to hold vegetables, shallower, and smoother, and its surface was as smooth as if it were produced by modern machinery, including five small compartments within.