In his previous life, Xia Nan didn't have any particular hobbies.
During his student days, he could still occasionally gather a few friends to play sports on the field, but after starting work, the only way to relax was to sit in front of the computer and play games on his days off.
If the "transmigration" hadn't happened to him, perhaps in another decade or so, when he reached the age where his first digit was "4" or "5", he might start to enjoy things like "fishing" or "antique appreciation".
Moreover, he himself did not possess the related knowledge or artistic talents.
Therefore, most of the time, someone like Xia Nan, an outsider, would judge the quality of a sculpture based only on appearance, material, price... These basic aspects.
The more exquisite the content, the more prominent the material, and the higher the price, the better.
But now, the gray-black wood carving in front of him gave him an entirely different feeling.
