Jiang Cheng had thoroughly piqued Mr. John's interest.
"Jiang, I still want to take a look at this gift box."
Jiang Cheng looked a bit hesitant, but after thinking for a moment, he agreed.
"Of course, even if you hadn't asked, I was going to show it to you, because this is the farewell gift I prepared for you all."
Saying this, Jiang Cheng brought over several boxes and basket-shaped gift sets from the waiter.
There were bamboo-made, wood-carved, and handwoven ones.
Each was rich with features of Hua Xia, making them not only eye-catching but also likable.
"John, this is a tableware gift set with cups, plates, spoons, and coasters. You use bowls sparingly, so I included more plates."
Jiang Cheng explained several things about each item.
Their origins, the meaning of the patterns, the days of manual labor involved, the craftsmen's ingenuity, and so on.
After explaining at length, Jiang Cheng looked at the increasingly fascinated John and said, "I hope you like it."
