"My dad just spends money to buy a piece of fun. He is happy even if he buys a real junk, he can go home. This is called being rich and self-willed. You can't say anything if you are over your own strength. , no, I'll find someone else!"
Ye Qingqing was unhappy. She could talk about her father, but others couldn't. Ye Xunmei, who was an old man, couldn't do it either.
"You asked me to do things in such a rush. I said that your father was right. You bought it for tens of thousands of dollars and bought it back. You don't always talk about him. You don't want to listen to me. You are only allowed to The state officials set fires, and the people are not allowed to light the lights." Ye Xunmei was not angry, she chatted with Ye Qingqing with a smile, and she babbled again.
"Aren't you going to look at it? I'll hang up if you don't look at me."
"Don't hang up, I'll take a look at it again. I've been stunned by your phone call, and I'll watch it if you get a three-game winning streak." Ye Xunmei chatted without a word, Ye Qingqing originally thought Hang up, listening to him say that, I have to wait patiently.
After about ten minutes, Ye Xunmei was considered a fool, "Haha... I've earned money for tomorrow's morning tea. If I don't come, I have to work for my granddaughter."
Ye Qingqing's heart skipped a beat and asked, "How old are you?"
The three-game winning streak only won one morning tea money. No matter how high HK consumption is, a morning tea meal will only cost twenty or thirty yuan at most.
"A dime." Ye Xunmei said with a smile.
Ye Qingqing's heart was blocked. She had waited for more than one morning tea just now. She understood that, from the old to the young, no one in her family had a sense of financial management. Gu Nianci and Ye Mingcheng Niang are both virtuous. Seeing money as a floating cloud, Ye Xunmei was a little better, but not much better, that is, he looked like a hooker, and every now and then a woman would take the initiative to send him money, otherwise his life would not be so unrestrained.
Ye Xunmei turned on the computer and opened the pictures at random. If it wasn't for Ye Qingqing's call, he would never have bothered. It was 100% fake, maybe not even a fake, just a defective product.
"This is what your dad bought newly?"
The pictures are still being downloaded, it will take some time, Ye Xunmei can say a few words.
Ye Qingqing told what happened yesterday, "That uncle Yu said that it is very likely to be an antique, but he was not sure, and said he would introduce an expert for me to look at it."
"Your grandfather, I am the biggest expert. What do you want to do with others? Many experts are selling dog meat at the expense of sheep's heads. They don't have any real talent in their stomachs, and they fool people all day long." Ye Xunmei was unhappy, and taught her old-fashioned lessons.
"Then you still raised your tail just now?" Ye Qingqing replied.
Ye Xunmei lost her voice. After a while, she said, "Isn't it playing mahjong just now? You're not very good at shooting. I'll teach you how to shoot."
Under Ye Xunmei's guidance, Ye Qingqing took a few more pictures and passed them on. Ye Xunmei didn't move for a long time, so she couldn't help asking, "How is it? Is it some years old?"
"Don't say anything, I'll take a look." Ye Xunmei's voice sounded a little excited.
At this moment, his face was about to hit the computer screen, his eyes were wide open, his breathing was short, and he adjusted the direction of the picture from time to time so that he could see more clearly.
Ye Qingqing's heart also jumped up. Hearing this tone, it sounded like a door, wouldn't it really be an antique?
"My dad may have missed it this time." Ye Qingqing joked with Lu Mo.
Lu Mo became interested. He picked up the clay pot and looked at it. No matter how he looked, he couldn't see that the pot was a tall antique. It felt mysterious, but he still cooperated with his daughter-in-law, "Maybe it's worth a lot of money."
Ye Qingqing snorted, "How is it possible, there are both valuable and invaluable antiques, and it's not bad to be worth a few thousand yuan."
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