When Miao Tianxiang saw Ye Xunmei, who was already old and looked at her sloppy self, she couldn't help but feel happy. Her mentality was very different from before.

Ye Qingqing also felt the changes of Miao Tianxiang. For example, Miao Tianxiang used to be a shining diamond, and it was the focus of the crowd wherever it went. No matter what occasion it was, Miao Tianxiang now turned into a warm mutton fat jade.

At first glance, it is not as eye-catching as diamonds, but after looking at them for a long time, diamonds will make people feel uncomfortable, while mutton fat jade will become more and more comfortable.

Miao Tianxiang is now like this kind of mutton fat jade, as if she has realized the mind of becoming a Buddha, and no longer pursues the superficial glitz.

"I heard you talk about cups just now, what cups?"

Miao Tianxiang asked curiously. She heard it vaguely just now and was quite interested. Ye Qingqing didn't know, but she knew that Ye Xunmi was the one who could make Ye Xunmi praise it, and it must be an ordinary person.

"A friend of my grandmother, she asked me to identify two small cups, one is a high-quality imitation and the other is a genuine one." Ye Qingqing explained.

She looked at Ye Xunmei again and asked, "How much is that genuine product worth?"

Miao Tianxiang saw the wooden box and reached out to get it. Ye Xunmei hurriedly stepped forward and protected her step by step, and kept muttering, "Be careful, be careful, don't touch it."

"What kind of baby is it? Look at it."

Miao Tianxiang glared at him in anger, and became more and more curious about what kind of rare treasure it was.

"Chenghua Chicken Garage Cup, do you remember the sky-high cup at Jiashi Auction last year? You asked me what cup it was. Look, there are brothers from the cup in this box, and they were produced in the same batch of official kilns."

Ye Xunmei's voice had just fallen, and Miao Tianxiang's hand shook and almost threw the box. Ye Xunmei was so scared that she hugged the box and gave her a look, "Money is a trivial matter. This cup is only very small. If you fall one less, you can't buy it no matter how much money you have."

Miao Tianxiang hurriedly stuffed the box to Ye Xunmei. She was afraid that her hands would slip. Money was indeed a trivial matter, but many babies could not buy it even if they had money.

Ye Qingqing felt itchy when she heard it. Is there more than one million treasures at a sky-high price?

"Can you tell me the real price? How much is itchy? I'm so tempted." Ye Qingqing asked urged.

Ye Xunmei carefully placed the box on the table and then said: "Last year, Jiashi Auction House (made up) auctioned a chicken jar cup that looked like this, but the one was well preserved and sold for a sky-high price of more than 22 million Hong Kong dollars, which is the highest price of porcelain so far."

‘Bang’

Ye Qingqing didn't sit firmly and fell to the ground with a chair. Ye Xunmei hurriedly took the box away and said angrily: "You fall farther away, don't hit the table."

"Look at what you said, no matter how precious the cup is, no matter how precious it is," Miao Tianxiang turned his eyes blank. He was so stupid that he was so stupid that the little girl had a bad relationship with this old man and couldn't even say anything.

Ye Xunmei, who has always been versatile, was no longer able to get started and retorted: "If your legs are broken, you can grow better, but if your cup is broken, you will never come back."

Miao Tianxiang glared fiercely, the older she got, the more stupid she became, too lazy to care.

Ye Qingqing was not angry. She also felt that the old scumbag said the truth this time. A cup worth more than 20 million yuan was a little bigger than a wine cup, and it was indeed more expensive than her legs.

Sister Wang’s husband is really keen and has left such precious wealth to his wife and children.
Chapter completed!