Chapter 2797： inestimable value

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Ye Qingqing endured the ecstasy, the value is incalculable, it means that it is very valuable, she will never call her father a second fool in the future, even if she picks up a leak once in ten years, it will be worth it.

But--

"It's not easy to make a bid like this. The research value is too great, and the collection value is actually not that great." Another old gentleman said.

Ye Qingqing's heart is cold, what does it mean?

"This kind of antiquities can't be paid for, no one dares to offer, and few people dare to accept it. I used to have a friend, Lao Shi, you should know him. He has a bronze tripod, and the situation is similar to this. Lao Shi later Donated the tripod to the National Museum." Another old gentleman said with a smile.

Ye Xunmei and the others all know this old stone, and he is also a celebrity in the collection world, but his ranking is not as high as that of Ziwu, and he has not shown much in recent years.

"Lao Ye, why don't you donate too." Someone joked.

Ye Qingqing's heart was beating fast, and she secretly gritted her teeth and cursed her mother. These old things don't hurt when they stand and talk. It's not because they don't feel bad about their own things. It's easy to ask others to donate them. Why don't they donate their own treasures.

"These two jars are not mine, but my son's. I can't be the master." Ye Xunmei said with a smile.

Ye Qingqing felt more comfortable. If Ye Xunmei also said to donate, she would immediately cut off relations with this old man, hum!

"Grandpa, how much is this jar worth?" Ye Qingqing said this deliberately, to show her attitude, she didn't want to donate, don't kidnap morally.

The few people who had been booing just now laughed embarrassingly, heard Ye Qingqing's implication, and stopped donating.

"It's hard to say now, but you should be able to estimate the price of this one, Uncle Yu. I remember that in the first half of the year, Guardian Auction House seemed to have auctioned a similar one. How much is it?" Ye Xunmei looked at Yu Ziwu.

"50 million Hong Kong dollars (made up), but the pot is bigger, this one is estimated to be between 30 million and 40 million." Yu Ziwu said.

Ye Qingqing's heart is about to burst out, even 30 million is too much. Her father picked up a super big leak. The boss guessed that he would regret it in his intestines, so he still gave it to her father for nothing, haha.

Yu Ziwu looked at the narrow-necked jar frantically. He wanted to keep this one, but he didn't want it now. It's worth it. This unique thing doesn't belong to him.

"This price is hard to say, there is no reference, it is priceless, but it has a price and no market." Yu Ziwu told the truth.

"Then I'll keep it for myself It looks so pretty now." Ye Qingqing is already very content, that big belly jar is enough for the family to eat and drink for a lifetime, it doesn't matter if the thin neck is sold or not. .

"No, no, such a precious cultural relic is too extravagant to use as a decoration." The person who said that he had donated it before disagreed.

Ye Qingqing smiled and didn't say anything. After all, he was a respectable old gentleman, so let's save some face.

These people sat for a while and then left, Ye Xunmei sent them out, and chatted with Yu Ziwu outside for a while.

In the evening, when Lu Mo went home for dinner, Ye Mingcheng also came, Ye Xunmei took the opportunity to talk about his idea, "Yu Ziwu came up with 25 million for that big belly jar, I think it is feasible, the price is 25 million. Very good."

Ye Mingcheng looked at Lu Mo, how could he have an idea, Lu Mo nodded slightly, indicating that it was feasible.

"Okay, what about the other one?" Ye Mingcheng agreed and was very excited. He didn't expect that he would finally be transferred. He didn't curse the liar boss, and the boss was too pitiful.

"I think it's more suitable to donate this one to the country." Ye Xunmei said.