Chapter 2790: 205's Eyesight

"Ask the boss for a few more of these jars. I just need them for flower arrangement." Ye Qingqing shouted.

Ye Mingcheng responded and rode away. The antique street was not far from here, and it only took about ten minutes to ride there, so he would go shopping from time to time.

Ye Qingqing looked at the pottery jar and asked the old man, "Uncle, what do you think of this jar?"

Doctor Hu didn't even look at it and said, "There are a lot of these things in the countryside. They are too small to hold rice, and there is no cover for pickling kimchi. They can only be used as urine jars. If they were good things, would the liar give them to your father for free? They must be worthless junk."

Ye Qingqing nodded. Doctor Hu was right. Her father would not get the good things.

The old man looked at the pottery jar and said embarrassedly, "I don't know much about ceramics, so it's hard to say. Do you want me to find an expert to identify it for you?"

"No, no, I'm just asking casually. This jar is probably a fake." Ye Qingqing shook her head vigorously. She didn't bother with this. With her father's character, the treasure would definitely not be hers.

Doctor Hu joked, "The money for the expert appraisal can buy more than a dozen jars. It's not worth it."

Everyone laughed. They didn't even look at the pottery jar. It was just an inconspicuous broken jar. The rice jars in the countryside were more practical than this one. Moreover, with Ye Mingcheng's stupid eyesight, what treasures could he find? He guessed that it was a defective product picked up by the boss from the pottery kiln, so he gave it to Ye Mingcheng for free.

Ye Qingqing was not in a hurry to go home. She wanted to see what Ye Mingcheng brought back. She didn't wait too long. He came back in less than an hour. There was a jar in the basket that was similar in color to the pottery jar in Ye Qingqing's hand, but the mouth of the bottle was narrower and the neck was longer, more like a vase.

"Just give you one? This boss is too stingy." Ye Qingqing didn't like the new jar very much. The mouth of the bottle was too narrow and couldn't hold many flowers. The previous one was better.

"There's only one left on the stall." Ye Mingcheng stammered.

He walked over angrily, but the boss was smiling, so he couldn't curse. However, he still argued with reason, and the boss finally agreed to give him one and let him choose.

"I wanted to choose a painting, but you said you wanted a jar, so I took this jar back."

Ye Mingcheng felt very sorry. He felt that the painting had more prospects, but his daughter wanted the jar, so he had to satisfy her. He would buy the painting later.

Ye Qingqing glared, "Fortunately you didn't choose the painting, those are all fake products,

This jar can still be used for flower arrangement."

Although the jar was not good-looking, it was simple and rustic, which suited her taste. The big-bellied jar was placed in the living room, and the long-necked one was placed in her bedroom, so that she didn't have to buy vases again.

"Don't go to that boss to buy things in the future. He has cheated you a lot over the years, right? You have to compare prices when buying things. You just picked a pit and deserved to be cheated!" Ye Qingqing complained.

Although both sides were willing to fight and suffer, her father was ripped off by a black-hearted boss, and she felt upset when she thought about it.

"I know, I won't buy from that old liar in the future." Ye Mingcheng was also upset. He decided to move to another stall after buying the painting he had just chosen, and never deal with the old liar again.

The old man looked at Ye Qingqing holding the two jars, and still couldn't help but said, "I see that these two jars are quite old. Maybe Doctor Ye picked up a bargain this time. It's better to find an expert to take a look."

Although he didn't know much about pottery, there were many people in the antique circle who played with it, and everyone would show their recent collections. The old man still knew a little bit. These two pottery jars were at least more reliable than the previous bamboo tube calligraphy and paintings.