Yan Qiao followed Pei Jingzhan's advice and decided to put these things in the side room.

"I'll put it out and display it after the house is renovated."

Zhang Song felt a chill run down his spine over these antiques. "Such valuable things shouldn't be displayed, right?"

If it falls and gets hurt, what a huge loss that would be!

Yan Qiao looked at him strangely, "Why don't you display them? These things were given to me by my grandfather to play with. If I don't display them, he will be very sad."

Viewers in the live stream were driven crazy by her Versailles-themed outfit.

[Ugh, was I a traitor in my past life? Am I the only poor person left in the whole world?!]

I want a dozen of these amazing grandpas!

I'm not that greedy, I only need one!

[Hey, why are there so many people in the live stream? Weren't you all going to see the movie queen's dressing room and Yan Yaoyao's mansion? What's so interesting about the junk that Grandpa Qiaoqiao gave us?]

Don't even mention it, it makes my face hurt. How can a walk-in closet look this good?

All these things in Yan Qiao's courtyard are enough to buy an even more luxurious mansion!

It's true what they say, comparisons are the thief of joy.

Pei Jingzhan helped clean up all the things on the ground.

The items were placed one by one in the side room and locked.

Zhang Song, with his sharp eyes, noticed that another side room in the main courtyard was also locked and asked, "Qiaoqiao, what's in this room?"

Yan Qiao casually said, "It's just some old furniture that was originally left in the courtyard house. After it was cleared out, it has been placed in the side room."

She took out the key and opened the door to show them.

The furniture was covered in dust, and Yan Qiao hadn't touched it since she tidied it up. When she opened the door, dust flew everywhere.

Zhang Song coughed twice, covering his mouth. He had thought it was something rare, but it turned out to be old furniture.

"You're not short of money, are you? What's the point of keeping this pile of rotten wood?"

Yan Qiao said, "I want to keep it and see if I can repair it myself."

[Haha, our Qiaoqiao is such a thrifty girl, she even thinks of fixing rotten wood.]

Disappointment was written all over Zhang Ge's face. He must have thought it was some kind of treasure, just like me!

[Just wondering, hasn't anyone seen the video on Qiaoqiao's Weibo? The one with the shaky hands...]

After being reminded like that, some people actually went and looked up the video.

To everyone's astonishment, the antique furniture in the video was none other than the rotten wood in Yan Qiao's room!

[God's father's old furniture! Is this even considered old furniture?]

[Similarly, at an auction, as far as I know, a Ming Dynasty huanghuali wood table with upturned ends previously sold for over 20 million yuan!]

[Looking to steal this, anyone want to team up?]

[Want to steal +1? I'm in!]

Zhang Song's face was already numb with pain as he looked at the comments in the live stream.

He quickly took two steps back and left the room.

He doesn't deserve to be in this room.

"Qiaoqiao, why don't you tell us?"

Yan Qiao was taken aback. "What did you say?"

Zhang Song: "Where in your courtyard house is the most expensive part? We're afraid we won't be able to afford to pay for it if we damage it."

Yan Qiao laughed, "Brother Zhang, it's not as exaggerated as you say. The more expensive items are all locked up."

Zhang Song let out an exaggerated sigh of relief, "That's good!"

Yan Qiao glanced at the remaining blue and white porcelain shards in the box. Although they were all antique porcelain shards, these broken shards weren't very valuable. Old Master Song would give them to her basket after basket.

Yan Qiao picked out a few pieces to look at. Although they were not perfect, the fragments were full of historical atmosphere and were incredibly exquisite.

"Since this is my first time being featured on 'My Mansion,' how about I do a giveaway for everyone?" Yan Qiao wasn't sure if anyone would be interested.

She didn't know what to do with these blue and white porcelain shards, so she decided to give them away in a raffle.

Zhang Song raised an eyebrow. "Sure, what do you want to smoke?"

Yan Qiao said, "Take these blue and white porcelain shards."

The live stream chat was filled with a dense barrage of comments.

[That's incredibly stingy! Who would want these worthless porcelain shards?]

Anyway, I don't want it, you guys can take it yourselves.

[They just picked up a bunch of stuff from the junkyard; they'd give it to a beggar.]

If you don't want it, fine, we won't send it to you quietly!

Yan Qiao was initially quite happy, but when she looked down and saw the comments on Zhang Song's screen, her smile froze.

It seems like people aren't very interested.

Yan Qiao smiled calmly, "Then forget it. I'll draw winners for my followers on Weibo, but only those who have been following me for more than a month can participate."

She wasn't going to give those haters a chance.

The people in the live stream started arguing again.

Who cares? They're just a few broken pieces of porcelain!

Yan Qiao ignored them and instead started a lottery on Weibo, giving away fifty pieces of blue and white porcelain, with the winners to be announced in an hour.

Her fans were very supportive and retweeted the giveaway.

Whether it's valuable or not, it's all Yan Qiao's sentiment.

A wave of mockery flooded the live stream, criticizing Yan Qiao for being stingy and mocking her fans for being short-sighted.

[This is so annoying! Can you guys just shut up? Qiaoqiao was a gift to us, what's it to you? Why are you so jealous!]

An hour later, the list of winners was released, and Yan Qiao quickly selected the better-quality blue and white porcelain shards and scheduled for delivery.

Looking at the remaining porcelain shards, she had an idea: to make a few pendants.

So I bought some sandalwood online and paid extra to have the seller ship it to me from the same city.

After the aunt prepared lunch, Yan Qiao invited Zhang Song and his group to come and eat.

Zhang Song was a little embarrassed: "Our production team provides our own meals."

Yan Qiao smiled and said, "That's too much trouble, we'll have to order takeout. Let's eat together, and I'll arrange rooms for you to take a nap after we finish eating."

Zhang Song: "...Taking a nap?"

Doesn't Yan Qiao realize she's on a TV show right now?!

Who takes a nap on TV?

"I don't think I need to take a nap..."

Yan Qiao glanced at him. "Then you guys stay here, and I'll go to sleep? We can continue when I wake up?"

Zhang Song was speechless, and in the end, of course, he followed her arrangements and had a good night's sleep.

When he woke up, Yan Qiao was already busy.

She was using tools to polish the blue and white porcelain shards she had selected.

Zhang Song walked over and asked, "Qiaoqiao, what are you doing?"

Yan Qiao buried herself in the polishing, "I want to make some pendants for my family."

Polishing blue and white porcelain shards was tedious and boring; an entire afternoon passed just like that.

[I was so bored, but I ended up watching for two hours!]

Yan Qiao's movements were so skillful; she was clearly a veteran.

It's time for Yan Qiao to show off her skills again.

[Hilarious! Can the fans please stop overhyping it? It's just polishing, what's so special about showing off?]

The blue and white porcelain shards were polished, and the sandalwood that Yan Qiao had ordered also arrived.

She held the blue and white porcelain shards to the wood, cut out suitable pieces, hollowed out the middle of each one, polished them, and perfectly embedded the glued blue and white porcelain shards.

Zhang Song looked at the unremarkable sandalwood and blue-and-white porcelain pendant and thought it was nothing special.

Is that all?

That's it?

[A flurry of activity, but I wouldn't even take this pendant if it were given to me for free.]

Yan Qiao smiled mysteriously, whetting their appetites.

"Of course not, wait for me to get the tools."