Ye Qingqing rolled her eyes, speechless.
Even a mediocre student like her knows that Emperor Kangxi reigned for sixty-one years. The old lady even said that Ye Mingcheng had excellent grades back then. It seems that her words were exaggerated. Her father doesn't seem like a top student at all now; his IQ is seriously questionable.
Maybe her poor academic performance is inherited from Ye Mingcheng. If her genes are bad, no wonder she's bad at studying.
Ye Mingcheng's face was very ugly. He hadn't even paid attention to the year and date before he was killed, but he still wouldn't give up. "Sir, how did you know it was from recent years?"
"It's easy to tell this thing is a fake, even a fool could tell, but how do you tell the exact date?" Dr. Hu also came over, very curious.
Ye Mingcheng glanced at him and decided to eat only vegetables for dinner. He actually said that he was not even as good as a fool. As expected, time reveals true character.
Others gathered around, and everyone took a look at the bamboo tube. They all said it was obviously a fake, something you could easily buy for two yuan at a street stall. Ye Mingcheng's face darkened even more; he had spent fifty yuan on it.
The old man pointed to the green bamboo on the side of the bamboo tube and said with a smile, "Look closely here, isn't there a line of words?"
Dr. Hu leaned closer. The old man was pointing to the stem of the bamboo, which was a darker color and did indeed have some writing on it, but the characters were so small that they were impossible to see without careful observation.
"The words are too small. Sir, you have excellent eyesight. I'll go get a magnifying glass."
Dr. Hu gave the old man a thumbs up, found a magnifying glass, magnified the text, and then the old man's lips twitched. He glanced at Ye Mingcheng with a rather intriguing look in his eyes.
"What did you write?" Ye Qingqing asked, even more curious, urging him to tell her quickly.
Dr. Hu cleared his throat and read out each word carefully, "Whoever buys this is a fool, March 16, 2002..."
The air fell silent instantly. Everyone looked at Ye Mingcheng with pity. Poor thing, he spent fifty yuan and was still called an idiot. No wonder his eldest daughter wanted to take away Dr. Ye's financial power. With Dr. Ye's IQ, he has to keep a close eye on his money!
"Let me see!"
Ye Mingcheng snatched the bamboo tube and magnifying glass. It clearly and plainly read, "Whoever buys this is a fool," with the date next to it. No wonder the old man said it was from recent years.
"Grandpa told you to learn Tai Chi, saying you didn't have the talent for it, but you wouldn't listen. You've squandered all your money, brought home a bunch of junk, and got called an idiot. What were you trying to achieve?" Ye Qingqing scolded.
Ye Mingcheng's face turned red and then pale, and the veins on his forehead bulged out. He suddenly rushed out the door.
"Where are you going?" Ye Qingqing grabbed him, but Ye Mingcheng didn't dare to use force, and the two were locked in a stalemate.
"Let go of me! I'm going to settle accounts with the person who sold me this. He said it was a good product, and I bought so much from him! He's a liar!" Ye Mingcheng gritted his teeth.
The shopkeeper who sold him the bamboo tube had cheated him out of a lot of money over the years. Eight or nine out of ten of the fakes that Ye Xunmei identified were bought from this shopkeeper's stall. This bamboo tube was bought last month. The shopkeeper swore it was a treasure and patted his chest to say it. What an untrustworthy liar.
"You two were willing to give and take, so why are you blaming the boss? You can only blame yourself for being stupid." Ye Qingqing felt heartbroken. What was she going to do with her elderly parents and young child? They were both incredibly foolish.
Ye Mingcheng was still unconvinced and his stubbornness flared up. He insisted on going to the boss to settle the debt. Ye Qingqing let him have his way, since a fight was unlikely. Ye Mingcheng's mild temperament meant he would never cause trouble; at most, he would just argue with the boss for a few words.
"I'll take this earthenware jar. By the way, how much did you pay for it?" Ye Qingqing wanted to know how much her father had been swindled out of this broken jar.
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