Chapter 1608 (1/2)

So she had to go all the way back with a stone so heavy.

”This is not a common stone,” Shi Qingtong said, holding up his old black framed glasses immediately. ”This is a meteorite, a Martian meteorite. It contains basalt with complete crystalline structure and various rare minerals.”

”Oh, oh,” Nian Xi was so confused that she didn't know what to do with a Martian meteorite. She didn't know what to do with basalt. But when she saw Shi Qingtong's solemn appearance, she had to pretend to be shocked. ”Since it's so valuable, how about Auntie, you'd better take it by yourself. ”

”No, no, no, my aunt has decided to give it to you and keep it well. This is a very valuable thing,” Shi Qingtong repeatedly explained.

Nian Xi's mouth twitch holding a meteorite upstairs, Jiang Yu Ning after seeing a bright eye, ”my mother gave you a Mars meteorite?”

Nian Xi nodded, just wanted to say let him return the meteorite, but Jiang Yuning was happy, ”I didn't expect that this is my mother's favorite meteorite. It's a good thing.”

Nian Xi wants to cry without tears. It's good for you. It's a hot potato for her. This family is strange.

”Take it. Since it's her intention,” Jiang said with blinking eyes, ”someone opened 15 million yuan before, and my mother wouldn't sell it.”

Nianxi's legs and feet were soft, so she held 15 million yuan in her hand, ”such a stone is so expensive.”

”This is a Martian meteorite,” Jiang said naturally. ”Martian meteorite is the most expensive of all meteorites. The most expensive one was sold to 100000 grams. You have several jin of this meteorite in your hand.”

Nian Xi didn't speak in silence. Now she thinks the gift is very expensive.

”Xi Xi, don't look, let's go to bed,” Jiang Yuning suddenly blushed, took the box away and circled her waist.

Nian Xi came back from the shock. He understood it, but pretended to know what he was saying, ”well, the kind of pure sleeping with a quilt.”

Jiang Yu Ning a Leng, shake his head vigorously, ”I don't want.”

”You don't want anything,” Nian Xi didn't smile.

Jiang Yu Ning's back of the head to grasp more severe, as if the head is itchy like, but the breath is rapid up, ”you know.”