Sister Wang's face was still beaming with joy as she said happily, "The best ones can fetch over 20 million, so my 1 million should be worth it, right?"
She's already so old. Even if you gave her over 20 million, she couldn't spend it all. She can't take it to her grave. Sister Wang never even considered giving away her four ungrateful children. She wouldn't leave a single penny to those four ungrateful wretches, even if she gave it to beggars on the street.
Wang Jie would be very satisfied with one million yuan. She could go to a better nursing home, buy some decent jewelry, and with her retirement pension, she would definitely live a very comfortable life.
And that idiot too.
Sister Wang glanced at Grandpa Ma, who looked completely bewildered, and blushed slightly. A serious illness had finally opened her eyes to who truly cared for her. She wanted to cherish the last moments of her life and live her own life.
Ye Qingqing smiled. She didn't expect Sister Wang to be so open-minded, content with just one million. It seemed she couldn't stop using her golden needles yet; if she heard about six million later, she'd probably have to use them again.
"Can it be a million?" Sister Wang asked excitedly. Seeing that Ye Qingqing didn't say anything, she wasn't disappointed. "It's okay if it's not a million. My old man bought this cup for three yuan. As long as it's more than three yuan, it's a profit, like money falling from the sky."
Ye Qingqing chuckled. This woman really had a good mindset. She let Sister Wang catch her breath before slowly saying, "My grandfather said that your cup only has a small crack. Experts estimate its value at around 15 to 16 million, that's the highest price. Sigh... why are you so agitated!"
With a sigh, Ye Qingqing inserted the needle into Sister Wang's arm again. She was genuinely worried that Sister Wang's fragile heart wouldn't be able to withstand a third stimulation.
Once Sister Wang recovered, she asked Ye Qingqing to pour her a glass of water, which she gulped down. Her throat wasn't so dry anymore, and she asked incredulously, "Can it really sell for over ten million? You're not kidding me, are you?"
My mother, she has never seen so much money in her life, not even a fraction of it. How many zeros is that?
She'd probably need ten lifetimes to spend it all, right?
Why donate some to the mountainous areas? She can do some good deeds, and maybe the Bodhisattva will bless her to live a few more years!
Ye Qingqing didn't remove the needles, which helped stabilize Sister Wang's pulse. She glanced at the door and saw that Grandpa Ma had closed it completely, leaving no crack. He was afraid someone would hear, so he went outside to keep watch.
Ye Qingqing smiled knowingly. This Uncle Ma was a kind-hearted man. She really didn't understand why Sister Wang hadn't been with Uncle Ma before, since the two of them didn't seem to have no feelings for each other.
"Don't rush, let me explain slowly. This 15 to 16 million is an estimated price, but in reality, not many people can afford it. However, if you're not in a hurry, you can spread the word first, and perhaps someone will offer this price for the cup."
Sister Wang shook her head decisively, "How much can I sell now? I'm not waiting, I'll sell it now."
She didn't have time to wait, and besides, she had four ungrateful children in her family. Keeping this treasure would only bring trouble sooner or later, so it was better to sell it and have some peace and quiet.
Ye Qingqing then said, "My grandfather wants to buy your cup for six million. You can take the cash if you're willing."
"Okay, when?" Sister Wang nodded decisively without the slightest hesitation.
Ye Qingqing couldn't help but ask, "Aren't you afraid that my grandfather and I will cheat you out of your cup? After all, there's a big difference between six million and ten million!"
Sister Wang smiled and shook her head, "You're not that kind of person. Six million might be too much for you. Actually, I don't need that much. I can't possibly spend it all."
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