My Mom Traveled to Ancient Times, and I Got Rich in Modern Times?

Qin Huan and her mother depended on each other since childhood. Her mother raised her alone. In her sophomore year, a car accident left her mother, Qin Yuan, in a vegetative state.

To earn me...

Chapter 18 Chapter 018 The best pineapple flowers and trees.

Chapter 18 Chapter 018 The best pineapple flowers and trees.

"ah?"

Xu Hui was stunned. She looked at her husband in disbelief, then raised her eyes to look at Qin Huan, and saw Qin Huan shaking his head.

"This ginseng and the box were collected by my mother in the past. So after my mother's accident, I didn't know if this thing was useful. It was only after I found the golden bowl that I realized that many of the things my mother left behind might be real. That's why I thought of giving this ginseng to you, Sister Xu. So if my brother-in-law says it's real, why not have it authenticated? If it's real, that would be great."

The box from the Dayong Dynasty, which had never appeared in history, did not show any sense of history. Even though Qin Huan knew that this thing was of great value, he was willing to give it to Xu Hui.

I guess my mother thinks the same way.

"I can tell you without even needing an appraisal, this thing is carved from top-grade Huanghuali wood. There's no doubt about that. Just looking at the luster of the wood, it's at least fifty or sixty years old. Most importantly, the Fushan Shouhai pattern on it is completely different from the modern imitations on the market today. Judging from the carving technique and the formation of the patterns, it must be an ancient craft from years ago. That's the most important thing. If this thing were to be taken out for research, its value would be over five million."

Wei Jiandong shook his head directly, and then said the value of this thing in the most affirmative voice. Nowadays, the best modern rosewood is expensive, but the most precious thing about this kind of old thing is the craftsmanship. As someone who once worked in a museum, Wei Jiandong is still very sure of this.

Xu Hui really didn't expect that her own artist would not spend money if he didn't, but once he did, he would give millions?

A five million huanghuali wood box, and that hundred-year-old wild ginseng must be at least one or two hundred million. I'm so exhausted! I can't afford this!

Xu Hui reacted quickly, snatched the box from her husband's hand, and handed it to Qin Huan.

"Huanhuan, this thing is so valuable, you should keep it for yourself. It's something your mother left for you, and now it's just a reminder. When your mother was so sick, you didn't think of selling it. This proves that this thing was left by your mother and is destined to be with you. Now that you give it to me like this, I feel embarrassed to take it."

She added.

"I know you're grateful for the money I lent you, but you've also paid it back. And as my artist, if you don't act like a big shot and work hard, I'll get a commission. You absolutely must take this back. I appreciate your kindness."

Looking at this girl's growth from the innocent and ignorant nineteen-year-old to her current slightly mature and blossoming appearance, Xu Hui is not one to take advantage of others, so she is determined not to accept her.

The more this happened, the more Qin Huan understood who was good to him.

"Sister Xu, this is what I dreamed about after my mother asked me to give it to you. If I don't listen to her, it would be unfilial. I have told my mother about your care for me in the past five years. I think my mother likes you too. I also dreamed that my mother asked me to give this ginseng to you. Before meeting my brother-in-law, I didn't even know the value of this box, but it is a token of my love. You took care of me for five years. Aren't my five years worth this?"

Qin Huan pushed the things over and spoke with sincerity. His beautiful peach blossom eyes looked at Xu Hui with a bit of pitiful pleading.

If Qin Huan asked her for something, Xu Hui thought she would agree to it, but this thing was really too valuable.

"I really appreciate your kindness, Huanhuan. I take care of you because I love you. Even without these, I would still take care of you in the future. I really can't accept this. It's too valuable."

The most important thing is that Qin Huan's mother is still in the hospital bed. If something happens to the other person's mother, these will be Qin Huan's mother's relics. No matter how greedy he is, he can't be greedy for these, right?

Wei Jiandong watched the two of them pushing each other without saying a word, knowing that this was his wife's business and he couldn't interfere.

"Sister Xu, actually, my mother used to collect a lot of weird things. If you hadn't taken me to see Boss Wang last time, my gold bowl might have been sent to the gold shop for recycling, and I wouldn't have even received 500,000 yuan. You let me get 2 million directly, and I'm already very happy. So you must accept this ginseng. And brother-in-law, your family runs an antique shop. They're so good. If I need help with appraisal in the future or need to sell anything, I will also ask brother-in-law and you, Sister Xu, for help..."

Qin Huan justified his request by saying that he would help in the future. Now Xu Hui really had no way to refuse and could only nod.

"Okay, leave the things with me. If you have any old items your mother collected, just show them to my husband. If you need a buyer, I know a lot of people here. My husband's circle is full of collectors, and they can offer the price. I won't hesitate to ask you."

Xu Hui finally chose to accept it, just to prevent Qin Huan from being deceived.

For example, today, if her husband had not directly pointed out that this box was more valuable, Qin Huan would probably only know that the box contained century-old wild ginseng. Seeing that this silly girl was so easily deceived, if she did not protect her, any good things in her hands would have been taken away.

After that, I will go to the company and fight for more resources for Qin Huan so that she can make more money!!!

Xu Hui made up her mind, and Wei Jiandong spoke happily.

"Don't worry, Qin Huan. I love studying these old items. If you need anything appraised, just tell me. If you have any trouble, you can also come to me. I have quite a few friends."

Wei Jiandong's words were sincere. After all, as an antique dealer, he knew a wide variety of people, and his network of contacts was far beyond Qin Huan's reach.

Even the fact that Xu Hui is so successful as an agent today is related to the many friends Wei Jiandong knows. For example, when Xu Hui's company wanted to shoot a program in certain museums and large places that are not open to the public, it was Wei Jiandong who helped solve the problem.

"Well, brother-in-law, don't worry. If anything happens, I will tell Sister Xu as soon as possible. I know that you love me the most and take care of me the most. You have many artists under you, and they are all jealous of me. So Sister Xu, please take good care of me in the future~"

Qin Huan hugged Xu Hui's arm and acted like a spoiled child. What else could Xu Hui do now? She could only accept it.

After delivering the gifts, Qin Huan had to go back to the hospital to see his mother. Xu Hui notified her assistant Zhang Jiajia in advance to pick him up, so Qin Huan got in Zhang Jiajia's car and left. Xu Hui personally sent him to the garage downstairs.

After everyone left, Xu Hui went upstairs and entered the living room, where she saw her husband looking at the box with a magnifying glass.

She walked over and said unhappily.

"Okay, stop looking at it. We'll keep these things here for now. You can appreciate them, but you can't sell them. Huanhuan's mother is in a vegetative state. These old items were probably collected as a dowry for Huanhuan. Now this has happened. When I met her back then, she was clueless and at a loss. She's still clueless now. She doesn't even know what's hers, and yet she dares to take them out. She doesn't even realize she's been cheated..."

Xu Hui chattered incessantly, full of naive complaints about Qin Huantian, but Wei Jiandong looked up at his wife with a smile.

"Don't you just like her innocent look? She's gorgeous, sure, but she's simple-minded, obedient, and well-behaved. Those artists of yours are all so worrying, but this obedient one is so willing to treat you like her mother. If you don't like her, why don't you keep the things here today?"

Wei Jiandong knows his wife best. If he didn't like her, she would never accept such an expensive gift.

"Humph! I'm afraid she'll be cheated. If she gives away such a good thing as mine, it will be too late to regret it later."

Xu Hui snorted, then continued.

"She's on vacation these days, so I guess I should find her a good job. Oh, and I heard you say you're involved in the product concept design for the domestic cosmetics brand Liu Jiaren. Do you have new products? Do you need a spokesperson? Could you tell me about it in advance? I'd like to treat you to a meal."

Qin Huan's face is most suitable for endorsing beauty products, but unfortunately she is not famous enough, so Xu Hui is reluctant to waste her fame and does not take on products that are too bad. So far, many of the advertisements Qin Huan has taken are just titles like ambassador. To put it bluntly, it is just a big brother advertisement where he shoots a video and puts a link to get fans to buy it, or even passers-by to become fans.

There is no real spokesperson like Qin Huan, an 18th-tier female supporting role.

"Okay, I'll ask around for you. If it's suitable, I know some R&D personnel here, and I'll let you meet them then."

Wei Jiandong didn't mind using his connections to help his wife's friends. Besides, he had met Qin Huan today and knew why his wife liked Qin Huan so much. If his wife didn't have a few other artists under her, he was afraid that his wife would keep an eye on Qin Huan every day.

The couple was making plans for Qin Huan's future, and Qin Huan was already sitting in the car and going back to the hospital with Zhang Jiajia. It was already three o'clock, and she hadn't called her mother today. She missed her mother a little.

After arriving at the hospital, she called her mother and told her everything that happened today.

Back in Dayong Dynasty, Qin Yuan, who didn't receive a call from her daughter in the morning, was very calm. However, after being carried to the kitchen by her grandmother, she became curious about the food in Dayong Dynasty for the first time.

During this time in the morning, she insisted on being held by her cousin Qin Hu and introduced to the various edible things in the kitchen, including unshelled millet and wheat, various beans, and some pickled vegetables that had been stored in the cellar earlier. These were only available to the able-bodied people in the village. After all, pickled vegetables might go bad in winter, so salt was needed, and not everyone had much salt.

When Qin Yuan's mother, Xie Yaer, married into the family, she also brought salt with her. Her dowry was not much. Apart from two thousand taels of silver, it was just salt, her worn clothes, and a few used items. It was a world of difference from the dowries prepared by other noble families for their daughters.

Grandma is making clothes now, and the shoes at home have not been finished yet. After all, in addition to her uncles, Qin Yuan actually has a younger uncle, who is her father's younger brother in this life. He is sixteen years old this year and has not yet married. The reason why he is not at home is because he has gone out to learn a skill.

"Brother Dahu, why isn't this millet shelled?"

Qin Yuan asked her cousin Qin Hu curiously. She clearly remembered eating shelled millet, so why did it have shells now?

"Are you talking about this chestnut? Chestnuts need to be shelled, but you have to smash them hard with a pestle and mortar to get them out. If it's summer, Yoyo, if you want to eat some, I can take Erxiong with me to shell them. It's cold in winter, and there's snow all over the house, so the pestle and mortar can't be used inside..."

Although Qin Hu's name contains the word "tiger", he is a boy who can smell the roses. Not only can he cook, he is also very good at holding a baby. He will answer Qin Yuan's questions seriously.

"What about this?" Qin Yuan pointed at the wheat.

"This is even more inedible. Wheat is usually used to pay taxes to the court, also known as tax wheat. Compared to chestnuts, wheat is more difficult to hull. The court even uses criminals to do this work. If farmers like us eat hulled wheat, the effort alone would be fatal."

Besides, this wheat has no taste and is not delicious, so Qin Hu doesn’t like it.

Most of the meals in the Qin family are managed by Grandma Liu Chunhua, so there is a lot of salt in the soups and dishes eaten by men and women. This is why the Qin family is so good at work.

"All right……"

Qin Yuan didn't need to ask any more questions now. Let alone hulling the wheat, if she dared to say grinding the wheat into powder, the whole family would probably be furious.

But this stone mill is really a good thing. With it, you can not only eat flour, but also make soy milk, tofu, and various soy products. Qin Yuan likes to make food for her daughter, so she knows how to make it, but she couldn't remember the structure of the stone mill for a while.

She decided that after receiving her daughter's call today, she would ask her if she knew anything, or if that didn't work, she would buy her a toy stone mill and let her study its structure. If she had a stone mill, she would be able to eat noodles, and if she had this stone mill, would it also allow the villagers to make tofu and exchange it for some money in the county to survive the winter?

In fact, she had eavesdropped on her grandfather and grandmother's conversation while they were sleeping. This winter was particularly cold, and everyone in the village was hiding at home for the winter. But even so, if things continued like this, it was only November now, and by March next year, people would probably starve to death in the two or three months in between.

It's better to teach a man to fish than to give him a fish. She couldn't ask her grandmother or mother to give the food to the villagers, but if she had a stone mill, she could ask the villagers to take the beans from their homes and make tofu. If they could sell it to the county town, or even further afield, at least they would earn money, and people in the village wouldn't starve to death...

She knew that in Dayong, surnames represented everything. Even though the Qin family in their village did not seem to be a big family, as long as they stood high enough, Qin Yuan believed that sooner or later her Qin Yuan's Qin family would spread throughout Dayong. By then, she could collect the rare and precious things in Dayong for her daughter!

Decision made! Today I will ask my daughter how to make a stone mill!!!

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