Chapter 47: Prescription

Only the master who lived in seclusion in the mountains and forests around Haicheng could have made such excellent embroidery and mastered the technique of weaving the golden threads.

"This piece of clothing is Master Hongyu's latest work, right?" En Cai reached out and touched it, cherishing it very much. "This master has been working very little in recent years. He only produces one dress every year. This dress should be valued at about 50 million."

Guo Fu, who had just come out of the fitting room, almost slipped and fell to the ground when he heard the figure.

"It's really a priceless gift," Sheng Guang also praised.

He didn't know why his good friend would give Guo Miao such an expensive gift. He thought it was for the sake of treating his illness, but from the value of the gift, it wasn't that simple.

"You don't have to choose your gown from me anymore. All of my gowns added together can't even compare to Master Hongyu's single piece."