The warm sunshine passes through the sea breeze, distant and long.

The fishy and wet water vapor permeates the early spring days, filling everything between heaven and earth with emptiness, and everything seems so full.

The early spring sunshine is not burning, dazzling, and looks extremely gentle. It is reflected on the face, gently stroked the cheeks like a lover's hand, warm and full of love.

The sea breeze blows layer by layer, the waves sway over the shore, and thousands of layers of snow are rolled up. Gulls and herons fly on the shore, singing in the sky, soaring comfortably.

In the sun, there were people on the coast, some were sitting under the coconut trees, some were standing on the beach, some were riding on quad bikes, looking up and whispering.

When I heard someone digging something by the beach, people on the island came to watch the fun, and after a while, a bunch of people were crowded.

After more than an hour of hard digging by the excavator, the trunks under the beach finally appeared. Looking down, the thick trunks and the straight body gave people a strong sense of shock.

I don’t know how long the tree trunks were buried under the beach. The exposed surface was covered with a layer of blackness, which looked like charcoal.

The dug out sand pit was more than seven meters deep and could not jump down. Song Wen had to walk down a road dug by the excavator, and came to the trunk, swept away the sand above, and immediately exposed the mottled bark on it. After looking at it for a long time, he didn't know what kind of tree it was, and it seemed useless. He probably could only use it as firewood when he took it home. It would be better to give it to Lin Yu to build a house on the island.

Thinking of it, he turned around and left.

Suddenly, a faint, faint fragrance came from the nose. The fragrance was fresh and mellow, making people feel refreshed, as if it was the smell of sandalwood. I couldn't help but turn my head to look at the trunk, wondering in my heart, could the thick trunk in front of me be sandalwood?

When Song Wen thought of this possibility, he couldn't help but widen his eyes.

On the beach, another group of people came. One of the young men was intimately hugging a beautiful woman, smoking a cigar, and followed a group of belle slowly walking towards Lin Xi.

"Lin Zhu, I heard that you dug up the treasure. What is it, let's see." Before we got closer, the young master shouted loudly, as if he was afraid that others would not know.

"It's not what I dug up, it's someone else."

Lin Xi glanced at the person who came, then turned his head to look at Song Wen.

This person is named Chen Hui, and he is a rich and powerful person. He is reckless by nature and often causes trouble. Recently, he caused trouble at home and was driven out by him. I don’t know who said that he is fun here, so he ran over. After coming here, he felt that he had nothing to do when he was full, so he just picked up girls and played. Because he was generous, there were really some silly girls who were willing to follow him.

"Even if you dig something on your island, it's not yours." Chen Hui said carelessly.

"According to your opinion, the ivory you dug is mine, right?" Lin Xi asked with a smile after hearing this.

"Ahem, ahem"

Hearing Lin Xi's words, Chen Hui almost choked to death by a cigar. Unexpectedly, after saying a few words, he raised a stone and shot himself in the foot.

He quickly pointed to Song Wen in the sand pit and asked, "It's what that kid dug."

"Yeah..." Lin Xi glanced at him and responded faintly.

"This kid is also lucky. He actually dug up such a large piece of wood. But it's useless. At most, it's chopped as firewood, which is not worth a lot of money. My ivory is valuable, and the hoop on it is pure gold. A while ago, people from the Forbidden City came to ask me to donate the ivory to the country, saying that this thing has great historical research value. I really think I'm a fool. If they take it away, they might not know it. Later, I asked an expert and found out that the thing was an antique, worth millions of yuan and could not be bought even if I had money." Chen Hui said to Lin Xi mysteriously.

Lin He knew that this guy liked to brag, and he could believe it at most ten words, so he mostly said that he went in and out of his right ear.

When Song Wen came up, he asked, "How is it? Do you know what tree it is?"

He thought that Song Wenhui would be an expert in trees. But he didn't know that he was just a half-barrel of water, an ordinary tree. If there were branches and leaves, he might know it. After removing the bark, he was blind. Fortunately, the sandalwood smelled unique, and he had smelled it and remembered it deeply, so he thought of sandalwood when he smelled the fragrance just now. But even so, he was not sure that it was sandalwood.

"It seems like sandalwood." Song Wen replied.

"No!"

When Chen Hui heard this, he was stunned. He opened his mouth wide in surprise and his eyes were wide open. He didn't even know that the cigar in his hand fell to the ground.

Chinese people know that sandalwood is valuable. It is easy to imagine the value of such a large piece of sandalwood, so no wonder he was stunned.

Sandalwood is mainly produced in eastern India, Thailand, Indonesia, Malaysia, Southeast Asia, Australia, Fiji and other humid and hot areas, and is also cultivated in some areas in southern China.

Many places where sandalwood produce sandalwood are also made of Laoshan Sandalwood produced in India. The characteristics of Indian sandalwood are white and yellow in color, large in oil, and the fragrance is long-lasting. The sandalwood produced in Australia, Indonesia and other places has a inferior texture and color fragrance, so it is called "Johor Baru Sandalwood".

Most newly cut sandalwood often has a pungent fragrance and a special fishy smell when smelled recently, so when making incense, you often have to put it aside for a while before using it after the breath is calm and mellow. Sandalwood, which has been stored for decades or even hundreds of years, has a very warm fragrance. It is the best sandalwood, so it is called "Laoshantan" or "Laoshanxiang". The ones used immediately after cutting are called "Johor Barutan", and some people call it "Dimenxiang".

Now the forest area is constantly being destroyed, and sandalwood is a kind of wood that is more difficult to grow, so the number is getting smaller and smaller. Especially sandalwood produced in India is now rare on the market, only sandalwood produced in Indonesia, Brazil or Africa is found in the market. If the giant wood in front of me is really sandalwood, it is really amazing at the price of 12 to 18 yuan per gram per gram in the market.

Chen Hui looked at Song Wen and thought to himself that this kid had no idea what luck he had left. He actually dug up such a large sandalwood piece. Compared with the trunk of this tree, his ivory is simply a small toothpick. He is a trunk. How could he not have such luck?

"Are you sure it's sandalwood?" Lin Jie asked cautiously.

"Not sure, but the taste is very similar." As he said that, Song Wen took out a broken piece of bark for him to smell it.

Lin Xie leaned in front of his nose and smelled it. There was really a very comfortable smell of sandalwood on the bark.

After thinking for a while, he said, "I'll ask someone to help you identify it!"

Song Wen nodded, and it would be best if he could identify it. Lin Jie called and asked someone to come over, and then called a crane to lift the huge tree trunk from the sand pit.

After a while, an old man in his fifties was carried over by a four-wheeled motorcycle. It seemed that this was the appraiser Lin Jie called.

The crane slowly lifted the thick tree trunks in the sand pit. After hanging them up, the crowd watching on the beach couldn't help but exclaim. No one expected that such a large piece of wood would be buried under the beach.

Seeing the thick tree trunk, Song Wen found that his estimate was a bit wrong. The two of them might not be able to hold the trunk. Unfortunately, there was no rice ruler, otherwise they could measure it. After thinking about it, he walked to the thick tree trunk and measured it with his hand. He slapped it was almost thirty centimeters long, so he could estimate the size first.

Zeng Xinyong looked around and drove a four-wheeled motorcycle. After a while, he took a roll of rice ruler and measured it. He found that the trees were two meters, five or six meters in diameter and more than twenty-one meters long, which was considered a giant tree. Now such trees are almost extinct in China, except for the original forest.

The old man standing next to Lin Xia saw the tree trunk hanging up, walked over and began to identify it.

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ps: There is another chapter, late.

When I met a beautiful girl, I originally wanted to write a funny chapter, but I found that it was not satisfactory and I was helpless.

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