Ye Qingqing endured her ecstasy, and her value was immeasurable, which showed that it was very valuable. She would never call her father a fool in the future, even if she had to pick up a vacancy once in ten years, it would be worth it.

But--

"It's not easy to bid for such a thing. The research value is too great, and the collection value is actually not that great." Another old man said.

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

"There is no price for this kind of antique, no one dares to pay, and no one dares to accept it. I used to have a friend, Lao Shi. You should know him. He has a bronze three-legged tripod, and the situation is similar to this. Lao Shi later donated the three-legged tripod to the National Museum." Another old man said with a smile.

Ye Xunmei and the others knew this Lao Shi, who was also a celebrity in the collection industry. However, his ranking was not as big as Yu Ziwu and he had not made much appearance in recent years. I heard that he lived a very comfortable life at home.

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

Ye Qingqing's heartbeats quickly and she gritted her teeth and cursed her. These old things didn't hurt when they stood and spoke. It was not because they didn't feel sorry for their own things. They said it lightly, so why don't they don't donate their own treasures?

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

Ye Qingqing felt a little relieved. If Ye Xunmei also said donation, she would immediately break off relations with the old man, hum!

"Grandpa, how much is this jar worth?" Ye Qingqing said this on purpose, showing her attitude. She didn't want to donate, so she should not be morally kidnapped.

The few people who had just started to make fun of each other smiled embarrassedly, and heard Ye Qingqing's implication and did not say anything about donating.

"It's hard to say now, but you, Mr. Yu, should be able to estimate this one. I remember that in the first half of the year, it seemed that the Jiade Auction House had sold a similar one. How much was it?" Ye Xunmei saw Yu Ziwu.

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

Ye Qingqing's heart was almost popping up. Even if it was 30 million, it would be great. Her father had picked up a huge leak. The boss probably would have regretted Qing, so he would give it to her father for nothing, haha.

Yu Ziwu looked at the thin-necked jar frantically. He wanted to collect this one, but he didn't want it anymore. He couldn't afford it. This unique thing did not belong to him.

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

"Then I keep it as a decoration myself. Now it looks very beautiful." Ye Qingqing was already very content. That big belly can is enough for the whole family to eat and drink for the rest of their lives. It doesn't matter whether the thin neck sells it or not.

"No, it's too luxurious to use such a precious cultural relic as a decoration." The person who said it had made the donor disagree.

Ye Qingqing smiled and said nothing. After all, they are all well-known old men, so it’s better to give some face.

These people sat for a while and left. Ye Xunmei sent them out and chatted with Yu Ziwu for a long time.

In the evening, Lu Mo went home for dinner, and Ye Mingcheng also came. Ye Xunmei took the opportunity to tell him what he thought, "Yu Ziwu thought of 25 million to collect that big belly jar. I think it is feasible. The price of 25 million is very good."

Ye Mingcheng looked at Lu Mo. He had no idea. Lu Mo nodded slightly and said it was feasible.

"Okay, where is the other one?" Ye Mingcheng agreed, very excited. Unexpectedly, he finally got lucky. He didn't curse the liar boss anymore, and this boss was also very pitiful.
Chapter completed!