"My dad just spends money to have fun. If he's happy, he can bring home real junk. That's called being rich and willful. What do you mean by overestimating yourself? You can't even speak properly. Fine, give me an answer if you want to watch it or not. If not, I'll find someone else!"

Ye Qingqing was unhappy. She could talk about her father, but no one else could, not even Ye Xunmei, who was her father.

"You ask me to do something and you're still so aggressive. I told you your dad wasn't wrong, he spent tens of thousands of yuan to buy a bunch of junk. You always criticize him, and you don't like it when I say a few words. You're just allowing yourself to do things while forbidding others to do things." Ye Xunmei wasn't angry at all, and chatted with Ye Qingqing with a smile. As they chatted, she made another joke.

"Are you going to watch it or not? If not, I'm hanging up."

"Don't hang up, I'll go watch after I win one more round. I've already won two rounds since you called. I'll go watch after I get three consecutive wins." Ye Xunmei chatted casually. Ye Qingqing originally wanted to hang up, but after hearing what he said, she had no choice but to wait patiently.

About ten minutes later, Ye Xunmei finally won. "Haha... I've earned my money for tomorrow's morning tea. I'm not coming anymore. I have to go help my granddaughter with chores."

Ye Qingqing's heart skipped a beat, and she asked, "How big is your bet?"

Three consecutive wins only netted me enough for dim sum. Even in Hong Kong, where prices are high, a dim sum meal costs at most twenty or thirty dollars.

"One cent," Ye Xunmei said with a smile.

Ye Qingqing felt a lump in her throat. She had been waiting for more than just one morning tea session. She finally understood that no one in her family, from the oldest to the youngest, had any sense of financial management. Gu Nianci and Ye Mingcheng were the same, treating money like fleeting clouds. Ye Xunmei was slightly better, but not by much. It was only because he had a seductive appearance that women would give him money every now and then; otherwise, his life wouldn't be so carefree.

Ye Xunmei turned on his computer and casually clicked on the picture. If Ye Qingqing hadn't called, he would never have bothered with this. It was definitely a fake, or maybe not even a fake, just a defective product.

"Did your dad just buy this?"

The images are still downloading and will take some time, so Ye Xunmei chatted for a bit.

Ye Qingqing recounted what happened yesterday: "That old man Yu said it's very likely an antique, but he wasn't sure, and said he'd introduce me to an expert to take a look."

"Your grandpa is the biggest expert, why bother looking for others? Nowadays, many experts are just charlatans, they don't have any real knowledge, they just fool people all day long." Ye Xunmei was unhappy and lectured in an old-fashioned manner.

"Then why were you so cocky just now?" Ye Qingqing retorted.

Ye Xunmei was silent for a while before saying, "Weren't we playing mahjong just now? Your photo isn't very good. Let me teach you how to take a better one."

Under Ye Xunmei's guidance, Ye Qingqing took a few more photos and sent them over. Ye Xunmei didn't respond for a long time, so she couldn't help but ask, "How are they? Aren't they quite old?"

"Don't make a sound, let me take another look." Ye Xunmei's voice sounded somewhat agitated.

At this moment, his face was almost pressed against the computer screen, his eyes were wide open, his breathing was rapid, and he kept adjusting the direction of the image to see it more clearly.

Ye Qingqing's heart also jumped. Judging from the tone, it seemed like there was a chance. Could it really be an antique?

"My dad might really have gotten a bargain this time," Ye Qingqing joked with Lu Mo.

Lu Mo became interested and picked up the pottery jar to examine it. He couldn't see any high-end antique in it, and it seemed mysterious. But he still played along with his wife and said, "It might be worth a lot of money."

Ye Qingqing scoffed, "How could that be? Antiques can be valuable or worthless. It would be good if they were worth a few thousand yuan."