There were two other things in the chest: a bronze plate and... a set of clothes?
Qin Shu examined the bronze plate. It was heavy, reminding her of a particular material recorded in ancient scrolls. Its weight was several times that of gold.
Several words were engraved on its surface, resembling those etched on the jade ornament - neither of which did she recognise.
They did not look like traditional Chinese characters or oracle bone inscriptions...
Qin Shu reached into the wooden box, putting the bronze medal and jade ornament aside. The fabric felt soft and delicate, more so than even pure cotton. If she had to describe its texture, she would liken it to an infant's skin. Anyone wearing the clothes stored in the chest would feel nothing but comfort.
She picked up the fabric and unfurled it. A baby blue shirt greeted her, a colour she thought well-suited for most skin tones.
