Ye Qingqing slept until dawn. When she woke up, it was almost noon. Lu Mo went to the company, but left her a note saying that Ye Xunmei was here in the afternoon.

"Mom, it seems that my dad is really lucky. My grandfather rushed over and felt that the two broken jars yesterday were worth a lot of money."

Lin Shufang cooked a large wonton, filled a large bowl, and brought it over to Ye Qingqing for eating, chatting while eating.

Lin Shufang also saw the pottery jar that Ye Qingqing took back yesterday. To be honest, she was quite disgusted. She originally wanted to make kimchi, but the lid was not even too big, so she stopped thinking.

"What a vintage? No, looking at the ragged ones, I watch the antiques on TV, and these two jars are like simmered sweet potatoes." Lin Shufang didn't believe it very much.

"I originally thought it was unlikely, but yesterday the old man said it might be an antique. My old man came back specially today, which should be worth some money." Ye Qingqing stuffed two wontons in one bite, and the delicious gravy splashed in his mouth, which was so delicious.

The soup was also very fresh. Lin Shufang added seaweed and shrimp skin, and lard. She ate a bite of wonton and drank a sip of soup, but she didn't change it for ten thousand yuan.

"How much is that worth? Is there a 10,000 yuan?" Lin Shufang asked curiously.

Ye Qingqing shook her head, "It should be more than that. The air ticket from Hk to Pingjiang costs several thousand yuan. It's hard to make a round trip. My old man came back specially and would have to at least 100,000 yuan, otherwise he would not be able to see him."

Lin Shufang was shocked, "100,000 yuan... I really can't tell. Qingqing, have you put away the jar? Don't bump it, it's 100,000 yuan!"

"It's okay, Lu Mo has already collected it. If it really costs 100,000 yuan, my dad has not lost money over the years, and he has made 10,000 or 20,000 yuan." Ye Qingqing secretly made up the bill. Ye Mingcheng invested about 70,000 yuan. If the pottery can be sold for 100,000 yuan, he could make at least 20,000 yuan.

No wonder those who are doing antiques are all rich. This industry is profitable. You don’t have to work for a year if you open it for a day and don’t have to work for a year.

"Your dad is going to laugh in his dreams. You used to say that he was a waste of money, so don't talk about it anymore. It's rare to have a hobby. It's okay to spend a few hundred yuan. Your dad is happy." Lin Shufang persuaded.

"I just talked and didn't stop him. I was just angry that he was always deceived. The bosses of Antique Street probably regarded my dad as a fool. I was angry when I remembered." Ye Qingqing was always angry about this, not the money.

"Think about it from another perspective, your dad is at least happy. He just thinks it's spent money to make fun. And this time your dad doesn't lose. If the boss knew that the jar he gave out for free was an antique, his intestines would be regretful."

Ye Qingqing laughed. Her father was the real robbery of pigs and tigers. He even ate a big tiger. It turns out that he is a fool who has a fool's blessing, and ingots are lost in the sky.

Before Ye Xunmei arrived home, Ye Qingqing first received a call from Mr. Yu, saying that she had contacted the expert and asked Ye Qingqing when she had time.

"I'm so sorry. Yesterday I couldn't wait, so I found someone to check it out first. I came to see the jar in the afternoon. Sorry, I didn't tell you in time, don't be surprised." Ye Qingqing died of embarrassment. She really forgot that she had been stupid for three years in pregnancy and her memory was getting worse and worse. If Mr. Yu didn't call, she wouldn't remember this at all.

"It's okay, which expert are you looking for? Maybe I know you." Mr. Yu asked curiously.
Chapter completed!