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Chapter 2125

Ye Qingqing's heart sank, high imitations are fake, fake ones are worthless, her dad said last night that they were worth 10,000+, it's just nonsense.

Thinking of Sister Wang still pointing to these two cups to sell money, Ye Qingqing felt a little uncomfortable, Sister Wang would definitely be very disappointed.

"I'll take another look at this one."

Ye Xunmei put down the cup in her hand, and picked up the one with only cracks, Ye Qingqing lost her mood, and said disconsolately: "It must be fake too."

"I can't say that. There are also treasures in high imitations. If this kind of chicken bowl cup is real, it will make a lot of money, but it should not be real. How can such rare treasures be so easy to see? Such a fineness is already very good, and it is worth the money.”

Ye Xunmei is not in a hurry to look at the cup, but first to popularize the knowledge of antiques to her granddaughter. The Chenghua chicken cup is the king of the cups. If there is a real one, it will wake up the dream.

He didn't have much confidence in the two cups that Ye Qingqing brought, he reckoned they should be fakes.

Ye Qingqing's sinking heart rose again, and she asked happily, "How much are these two things worth? Can I have 2 yuan?"

As long as it can reach the psychological price of Sister Wang, it will do.

Ye Xunmei smiled and shook her head, "Not only that, although the one just now is a high imitation, it is actually a high imitation from the Qing Dynasty. The imitation is very clever. This one should be worth more than a hundred thousand. I'll see the quality of the other one." .”

Ye Qingqing was ecstatic, a hundred thousand, no wonder rich people like to buy antiques, these things are really valuable, such a small cup can buy a house, does she want to play with some elegant ones in the future?

"Look at this broken one, it's probably worth less than a hundred thousand." Ye Qingqing urged, a little regretful.

If it is not broken, two will be 20 yuan, which is enough for Sister Wang to live a very comfortable old age.

"Don't be in a hurry, you can't be in a hurry with antiques, it's easy to make mistakes if you are in a hurry, I'll take a look again."

Ye Xunmei carefully picked up the other one with cracks, and as soon as he got started, he was slightly stunned, and made a sound of 'huh' in surprise.

"What's wrong?" Ye Qingqing's heart skipped a beat.

Ye Xunmei looked solemn, waved her hands, and said nothing, the atmosphere suddenly became heavy, and Ye Qingqing's heart also rose up, not knowing what was going on in Ye Xunmei's gourd.

Whether it’s true or false, just say no, cultural people like to play deep.

"Qingqing, go to that drawer and get the flashlight." Ye Xunmei said suddenly.

Ye Qingqing became even more nervous, got up to look for a flashlight, brought it back to Ye Xunmei, and was very curious about how much this broken cup was worth, seeing Ye Xunmei's solemn appearance, it didn't look like a bargain!

Ye Xunmei turned on the flashlight, turned the cup with one hand, and lit it for a long time, her expression became more and more serious. After holding it for ten minutes, Ye Qingqing couldn't help it anymore, "Is this also a fake?"

"what?"

Ye Xunmei seemed to wake up from a dream, only then did he remember that his granddaughter was still waiting for the answer, he suppressed his ecstasy, and carefully put the cup back into the box, seeing how crude the box was, his heart was twisted.

It's just a waste of money!

"The real thing, Qingqing, where did you get the cup, it's a rare treasure!"

Ye Xunmei's eyes were wild, and the way she looked at the cup was like looking at an old lover.

Ye Qingqing was a little skeptical, why did she feel that the previous high imitation was more colorful and prettier, but Ye Xunmei is an expert in this regard, he said it is genuine, so there should be no mistakes.

She cared more about how much it was worth.

"Authentic products can always be worth hundreds of thousands, right?"

Ye Qingqing's question caused Ye Xunmei to roll her eyes, "How can such treasures be measured by money, it's vulgar!"

continue tomorrow, good night

(End of this chapter)