Ye Qingqing's heart sank. A high-quality replica is still a fake, and fakes are worthless. Her father said last night that it was worth tens of thousands of yuan, but he was just talking nonsense.
Thinking that Sister Wang was counting on selling these two cups for money, Ye Qingqing felt a little sad. Sister Wang would definitely be very disappointed.
"Let me take a look at this one."
Ye Xunmei put down the cup in her hand and picked up the one with the crack. Ye Qingqing lost her mood and said listlessly, "It must be fake too."
"You can't say that. There are also genuine high-quality replicas. If this chicken cup were real, you'd be rolling in money. But this one probably isn't real. These rare treasures aren't easy to find. It's already quite good that it's been replicated to this extent. It's still valuable."
Ye Xunmei wasn't in a hurry to look at the cup. First, she taught her granddaughter about antiques. She said that the Chenghua chicken cup was the king of cups, and if she could have a genuine one, she would be laughing in her dreams.
He wasn't very confident about the two cups Ye Qingqing brought, guessing they were probably high-quality fakes.
Ye Qingqing's heart, which had been sinking, lifted again, and she asked happily, "How much are these two worth? Twenty thousand yuan, perhaps?"
As long as it meets Sister Wang's desired price, that's fine.
Ye Xunmei smiled and shook her head, "Not only that, although the one just now was a high-quality replica, it was actually a high-quality replica from the Qing Dynasty. It was very well made. This one should be worth over 100,000. I'll check the quality of the other one."
Ye Qingqing was overjoyed. Over 100,000 yuan! No wonder rich people like to collect antiques. This thing is indeed valuable. Such a small cup can buy a house. Should she collect something more elegant in the future?
"Take a look at this broken one, it's probably not worth 100,000." Ye Qingqing urged, a little regretful.
If they weren't broken, both of them would be worth 200,000 yuan, enough for Sister Wang to live a very comfortable retirement.
"Don't rush, you can't rush antiques, you'll make mistakes if you rush. Let me take another look."
Ye Xunmei carefully picked up another one with a crack. As soon as he touched it, he paused for a moment and exclaimed in surprise, "Eh?"
"What's wrong?" Ye Qingqing's heart skipped a beat.
Ye Xunmei looked solemn, waved her hand, and didn't say anything. The atmosphere suddenly became heavy, and Ye Qingqing's heart also jumped up. She couldn't figure out what Ye Xunmei was up to.
Why not just say it directly, whether it's true or not? Cultured people like to play it deep.
"Qingqing, go to that drawer and get the flashlight," Ye Xunmei suddenly said.
Ye Qingqing became even more nervous. She got up to find a flashlight, brought it back to Ye Xunmei, and was very curious about how much this broken cup was worth. Judging from Ye Xunmei's serious attitude, it didn't seem like a cheap item!
Ye Xunmei turned on the flashlight, twirling the cup in one hand and shining it on herself for a while. Her expression grew increasingly serious. After holding back for about ten minutes, Ye Qingqing couldn't help but ask, "Is this also a high-quality fake?"
"ah?"
Ye Xunmei seemed to wake from a dream, only then remembering that his granddaughter was still waiting for an answer. He suppressed his joy and carefully put the cup back in the box. But when he saw that the box was too simple, his heart ached.
What a waste!
"It's genuine! Qingqing, where did you get this cup? It's a rare treasure!"
Ye Xunmei's eyes were filled with fervor; the way she looked at the cup was like the way she looked at an old lover.
Ye Qingqing was a little doubtful. She felt that the previous high-quality replica was more vibrant and prettier. But Ye Xunmei was an expert in this area, and he said it was genuine and shouldn't be wrong.
She was more concerned about how much it was worth.
"The genuine product must be worth hundreds of thousands, right?"
Ye Qingqing's question earned her a big eye roll from Ye Xunmei, "How can such a treasure be measured by money? That's so vulgar!"
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