Chapter 2786 Is Actually a Bronze

"Qingqing, 500 yuan is not enough to go to the second-hand market." Ye Mingcheng whispered, wanting to win more, so he didn't panic if he had money in his hand.

"If you don't have enough, buy less. The third floor is almost full of junk goods you bought. If you buy more, our house will become a second-hand market." Ye Qingqing said angrily.

She originally thought that Ye Mingcheng was born as a rich young master. He was so dazzled that he must have some vision, and he was also Ye Xunmei's own son. Although that old scumbag had a personality problem, his talent was beyond doubt, especially In terms of antiques, Ye Xunmei is much better than some so-called experts.

In terms of genetics and environmental influence, even if Ye Mingcheng is not a king, he certainly cannot be a bronze.

Therefore, Ye Qingqing still had confidence in Ye Mingcheng, and let him move junk to the house one by one. He saw that the old things in the house were getting more and more day by day. The third floor was all full, and the second floor was also piled up a lot.

Once Ye Xunmei returned to Pingjiang, Ye Qingqing thought about asking him to help identify and see how much money could be earned from the old items on the second floor. Ye Mingcheng spent a lot of money collecting these junk items over the years. The annual average is 10,000, which adds up to at least 60,000 or 70,000.

Strictly speaking, Ye Mingcheng is the biggest prodigal in the family, and Wuchen is nothing compared to him.

Ye Qingqing didn't even think about how much he could earn back, as long as he could keep the capital, but Ye Xunmei patiently read dozens of them, but they turned out to be fakes, and no one wanted to sell them, and they were worthless.

Ye Mingcheng didn't give up, he picked out a lot of what he thought were genuine and let him authenticate, but the result was still the same, all of them were fakes, and they were still low imitations, and anyone with a little knowledge of antiques would not be fooled.

Ye Xunmei removed most of the half, and he didn't have the patience to read the rest, because he felt that the possibility of authentic products was very small, and he left a serious sentence——

"Mingcheng, why don't you go and learn Go and Tai Chi? It's not expensive."

But Ye Mingcheng still didn't give up. He firmly believed that he would find the real one one day, and he also liked the fakes, as well as the fakes, but after that, he was more cautious, not buying everything he saw before.

"There must be treasures in there." Ye Mingcheng wanted to be fair to the old objects on the second floor. In his eyes, those were treasures, and he felt that even if the waves washed the sand and the blind cat killed the mouse, he would still be able to hit the mouse. If one or two are genuine, let his father help identify them another day.

"Grandpa said that you don't have this talent, and all you get back are junk, baby, you are only five hundred yuan anyway, you can buy any junk you like, in short, you can't give it to Wuchen, Doctor Hu, please help me supervise me. Dad, if he secretly gives Wuchen money again, you can call me and I will give you a bonus."

Dr. Hu agreed without hesitation, "Don't worry, I'll definitely put you in jail."

Of course he didn't do it for the bonus, he did it to save the prodigal girl who raised crooked, the task is quite arduous!

Ye Mingcheng glared at Dr. Hu angrily. He used to think that this guy was an honest and loyal guy, but he turned out to be a conscientious one. of.

Listen to whoever pays.

Everything was arranged properly. Ye Qingqing was about to go home. On the table of the clinic, there was a celadon-glazed pottery pot. It was narrow at the top and wide at the bottom. The porcelain surface was not too smooth. Ye Qingqing's eyes, she was looking for a simple flower arrangement in a jar recently, and this clay pot is very suitable.

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