Ye Qingqing's thoughts moved, her father was the son of the scumbag grandpa, and he should also identify antiques.
"Dad, let's see if these two cups are worth anything."
Ye Qingqing opened the box, Ye Mingcheng put the cup under the light and took a picture, the porcelain tire was very thin, he looked at the bottom of the cup first, his hand suddenly trembled, which startled Ye Qingqing, "Dad, don't fall, It's someone else's."
Ye Mingcheng put the cup back into the box carefully, looking a little excited, "If this is true, it is indeed worth a lot of money."
"How much is it really worth?" Ye Qingqing was very curious.
"There are always hundreds of thousands. I don't know the specifics. You can ask your grandfather tomorrow. He understands this." Ye Mingcheng is also not sure. of.
Ye Qingqing was taken aback, "Hundreds of thousands? Dad, did you make a mistake, this cup is broken, you can see it cracked."
Ye Mingcheng shook his head, "If this is true, even if it is broken, it will be valuable. Ask your grandfather, he will definitely know."
Even a piece of rare porcelain is valuable, but there are too many imitations of this kind of chicken pot, and Ye Mingcheng can't be sure if it is true or not, but he thinks it should be true.
Ye Qingqing's mood changed all of a sudden, and she didn't dare to treat it carelessly. If she fell and touched her, she couldn't explain it to Sister Wang. She put the box containing the cup into the space, and called Ye Xunmei first to make an appointment. All right, we'll meet at the hotel tomorrow morning.
Miao Tianxiang actually owns a house in Pingjiang, as does Ye Xunmei, but they would rather stay in a hotel. The hotel has a butler service, and someone will clean it regularly, which is convenient and worry-free. The hotel is more cost-effective.
The next day was the weekend. Ye Qingqing brought the box to the hotel. Miao Tianxiang was still sleeping. She played with the energetic chick until midnight last night, which made her sleepy.
Xiao Niuniu is already half a year old, stronger than a seven or eight-month-old child, and she disliked Miao Tianxiong because there was too little water, so she simply stopped eating it. She was happy to drink milk powder and rice cereal every day. After Miao Tianxiang and Gongzhu, I went to work by myself, and I was very happy.
However, Xiao Niuniu was too energetic, and Gong Zhu couldn't bear to toss with her, so she and Miao Tianxiang took turns.
Ye Xunmei was waiting in the living room. She was not always dressed in suits and leather shoes like before. She was well-dressed, only missing a nightgown. She didn't even have her hair combed. beat up.
"Sit Qingqing, do you want coffee or juice?" Ye Xunmei greeted warmly.
"You don't need to, just show these two cups."
Ye Qingqing was still a little uncomfortable in front of this old scumbag grandfather, speaking awkwardly, Ye Xunmei didn't care, as long as he didn't scold him, he would be content.
"Wait a minute, I'll get my glasses."
Ye Xunmei went to get the reading glasses. When she put it on, she looked even more old-fashioned. Ye Qingqing felt a little uncomfortable. He was still a handsome old scumbag in the first half of the year. Time is really a slaughtering knife, and there is no mercy at all.
First picked up an uncracked cup, Ye Xunmei glanced at the chickens on the cup, then looked at the bottom of the cup, and touched the mouth of the cup. Looking for him to do things, he has to be more careful.
Ye Xunmei took out the magnifying glass again, looked at it carefully, and nodded, "High imitation."