Chapter 257 Qiao Yashu Watches Qiao Qingci's Show
Mr. Mo's tone was not very sure about this.
If this is really Chen Wei's work, then the value of this painting must be hundreds of millions.
Qiao Qingci just smiled and didn't answer immediately.
Qiao Yashu sneered inwardly when she heard Mr. Mo's analysis. She directly exposed Qiao Qingci's hypocrisy and said, "Yes, sister is really good at picking out paintings. She was able to buy such a beautiful painting at a street stall. The price-performance ratio is really amazing!"
"A street stall?" Mr. Mo was shocked. "Did you buy this painting from a street stall?"
He was not shocked that such a beautiful painting was sold at a street stall, but he was shocked that someone actually bought a gift for Mr. Mo from a street stall?
Is this guy crazy?
Qiao Jinghua and the others had not expected this, and their eyes fell on Qiao Qingci with surprise.
Qiao Yanfei frowned slightly and was about to open his mouth to explain for his daughter when Qiao Qingci spoke first, "Yes, I bought it at a street stall."
Qiao Yanfei: “!!!”
My dear daughter, what are you talking about?
Both Mr. Mo and his wife immediately showed expressions of disgust.
They knew that this young lady had been found not long ago, and as expected, she was not someone who grew up in a wealthy family and had no manners or etiquette at all.
When giving gifts to others, she only buys things from street stalls, which is nothing compared to the second young lady.
However, this seems to be a good thing for them. If such a woman marries Mo Yanchu, it will not pose much of a threat to them.
"The eldest lady is really creative!" Mr. Mo said meaningfully.
Qiao Yashu's laughter was as sweet as a silver bell. "Of course, sister is really smart. It would be difficult for ordinary people to find such beautiful paintings on the street stalls."
"The only thing that matters when it comes to paintings is authenticity, not their origin," Qiao Qingci said. "Even if you buy one in a store, it's not necessarily authentic. And if you buy one on the street, it's not necessarily fake. The key is that buyers must carefully distinguish between the two. Otherwise, if you spend a lot of money on a fake painting, you'll be at a huge disadvantage."
Qiao Yashu could tell that Qiao Qingci was mocking her.
She felt that Qiao Qingci was becoming increasingly ridiculous. "Sister, what you're saying is that this painting I bought for eight million is fake, but this one you bought for a few dozen dollars is real?"
"That's right." Qiao Qingci vowed.
"Puchi." Someone couldn't help laughing. It was Mrs. Qiao Er.
After she finished laughing, she quickly explained, "Qingci, you can tell us this at home, but you absolutely cannot say it outside."
Then he explained to Mr. Mo: "Mr. Mo, Qingci just came back and may not understand all this very well. I hope you don't take it to heart."
She looked kind but was deliberately telling everyone that Qiao Qingci was stupid and brainless.
Mrs. Qiao was very dissatisfied.
Qiao Qingci held Madam Qiao's hand, shook his head at her, and then looked at Madam Qiao Er: "Aunt, I know you are the only one in the family who doesn't understand calligraphy and painting. I forgive you, but whether this painting is real or fake is not something you can decide with just one word."
"So what you mean is that you firmly believe that what you bought at the street stall is real?" Mrs. Qiao Er thought it was ridiculous.
"That's right." Qiao Qingci was firm.
Mr. Mo and his wife were both speechless.
"Since Miss Qiao said so, why don't you, Dad, ask Mr. Zhang to come over? Mr. Zhang is the most knowledgeable about these things, and he will definitely be able to tell whether it is true or false." Mr. Mo said immediately.
When Qiao Qingci looked at Mr. Mo, she finally understood where Mr. Mo, a man, learned to be as talkative as a woman. It turned out to be genetic.
Mr. Mo said coldly: "Whether it is true or false, it is a token of my heart!"
After Mr. Mo finished speaking, he looked at Qiao Qingci and said, "Qingci, I like the gift you gave me very much."
Qiao Qingci's heart moved slightly.
She didn't expect Mr. Mo to defend her like this...
But Mr. Mo refused to do it.
Mr. Mo is too partial. Is this just because this is Mo Yanchu's fiancée?
"Dad, I believe Qingci's is the real thing. She's so determined, so we must clear her name!" Mr. Mo continued, "If we don't ask Mr. Zhang to come and take a look, everyone will think that what Qiao Qingci bought is fake, right, Madam Qiao?"
Mrs. Qiao Er was suddenly called upon and nodded: "Yes."
The corners of her mouth curled up slightly. It seemed that in this family, not only did they hate the eldest wife of the Qiao family, but Mr. Mo also had a lot of opinions about them!
Mr. Mo showed some dissatisfaction on his face.
He had experienced all kinds of hardships, and he could tell what these people were thinking at a glance.
It's so vicious to have such great malice towards a young girl!
Mr. Mo was about to reprimand them, but Qiao Qingci said, "Since everyone wants to have it appraised so much, then let's do it. What do you think, Grandpa Mo?"
Qiao Qingci looked at Mr. Mo with a firm and serious look. Mr. Mo's eyes moved slightly, and then he nodded.
Since Qiao Qingci said so, there was no need for him to stop him.
"Okay, please invite Mr. Zhang in." Mr. Mo ordered the servant.
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