Chapter 247: : Receive the authentic product

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"No, just sleepy, can you go out, I'm going to sleep." Hua Sheng's tone became very cold.
"Okay, rest early."
After being driven out, Jiang Liu wondered, what's wrong? Did you come to Great Aunt? No, it doesn't seem to be a month since the last time.
In fact, Hua Sheng didn't know what was going on, but felt very annoyed.
Perhaps it was because of her father's affairs that she was once again disappointed in men and disappointed in love.
Even if Jiangliu is treating her well now, maybe when she is fifty years old, he will be like his father to find younger girls to fall in love?
When Jiangliu came downstairs, he handed the wild vegetables to Ginkgo.
"These are fresh mountain vegetables. You keep them frozen and give Asheng soup tomorrow."
"Okay, Grandpa."
"What happened to Asheng today, and what happened?" Jiang Liu asked Ginkgo.
"Ah? No." Gingko pretended to be silly.
"But I don't think she looks right."
"Ah... maybe it's... didn't sleep well." Ginkgo made excuses.
Jiang Liu didn't say much, only when Hua Sheng had a bad rest and was irritable.
Early the next morning, when Jiangliu went downstairs for breakfast, he found that Huasheng had left.
Chuntao is not there, only Ginkgo is ready for breakfast.
"What about her?"
"Miss is going to school."
"So early?"
"Well, she said she wanted to breathe the fresh air in the morning."
"Okay..." Jiang Liu didn't see Hua Sheng, but he was quite lost. He wanted to see if she recovered, but unfortunately no one gave him a chance.
Minzu University Campus
During the lunch break, Yu Ping came to her and was a little excited. "Xiao Sheng, I went to the morning market of the antique market this morning. I received a little stuff. Can you see if I can do it?"
"Go, say another place."
Not wanting to be known by other classmates about her collection of antiques, Hua Sheng took Yu Ping to the rooftop of the school's top floor.
Yu Ping carefully took out a small handkerchief from his pocket.
Then slowly spread it out in the palm of your hand.
It turned out to be a pastel snuff bottle. Although the color was dull, the texture was clear and well preserved.
After putting on white gloves, Hua Sheng picked it up and observed it carefully.
"You got this thing in the antique market?" Hua Sheng asked Yu Ping.
Yu Ping nodded, "It's also a coincidence. It's an older sister who took a bunch of small prices and had to pack them. But because they are all a pile of broken copper and iron, no one asked for the price. Turned over and found this, it looked like the Qing Dynasty, but because there is no official kiln imprint, so I don’t think it will be very valuable, just think it is very fun, and I took one back."
"How much do you charge?" Hua Sheng asked with a smile.
"Bargaining for a long time, I finally got it in 1880, but that sister had to sell me that pair of tatters, and I received a total of 5000, but the other is worthless, but I have to think about how the market price of this thing has to be three or five. Thousand?" Yu Ping is a senior student in the history department. Although she is not experienced and accurate in Huasheng, she can recognize this kind of chronological thing, and she will not buy that kind of fakes and high imitations. This is one of the reasons why Huasheng values ​​her as a buyer.
Hua Sheng laughed, "You made it, and this thing can be worth 30,000."
"Thirty thousand?" Yu Ping opened his mouth, surprised.
"There was a pastel snuff bottle during the Qianlong period that sold for a high price of 1.04 million at the auction. Of course, you are not an official kiln. The workmanship is not so fine and it must not be worth millions. But your snuff bottle has an advantage. "
"What's the advantage?" Yu Ping listened with relish, and admired Huasheng's appraisal talent, especially his confidence.