Chapter 2792: From Old to Young, It’s Always a Worry

"My dad just spends money to buy something fun. If he is happy, he can even buy real junk and take it home. This is called being rich and willful. He doesn't know what to say because he doesn't know what he can do. Okay, don't look at what you have to say. , If it doesn’t work, I’ll find someone else!”

Ye Qingqing is unhappy. She can talk about her father, but others can't, not even Ye Xunmei, who is my father.

"You asked me to do something and you were so irritable. I said your dad was right. You bought such a pile of junk for tens of thousands of dollars. You usually don't always talk about him. You don't want to listen to me if I say a few words. You are only allowed to The state officials set the fire and the people were not allowed to light the lamps." Ye Xunmei was not angry, and chatted with Ye Qingqing with a smile, and started talking nonsense.

"Don't you want to see it? I'll die if you don't."

"Don't hang up. I'll go and watch if you mess up again. I've already messed with you when you called me. I'll watch if you get three consecutive wins." Ye Xunmei chatted without a word. Ye Qingqing originally wanted to Hang up, after hearing what he said, I had to wait patiently.

After about ten minutes, Ye Xunmei said, "Haha... I have earned the money for tomorrow's morning tea. If I don't come, I have to go work for my granddaughter."

Ye Qingqing's heart skipped a beat and asked, "How old are you?"

After winning three games in a row, I only earned a morning tea money. No matter how high my consumption in HK was, a morning tea meal would cost only twenty or thirty yuan at most.

"A dime." Ye Xunmei said with a smile.

Ye Qingqing's heart was clogged. She had been waiting for more than a morning tea just now. She finally understood that from the oldest to the youngest, no one in her family had any sense of financial management. Gu Nianci and Ye Mingcheng had the same virtues. Regarding money as floating clouds, Ye Xunmei is a little better, but not much better, that is, he has a seductive look, and women take the initiative to give him money every now and then, otherwise his life would not be so cool.

Ye Xunmei turned on the computer and opened the picture casually. If Ye Qingqing hadn't called, he would never have bothered with this. It was 100% fake, maybe not even a fake, just a defective product.

"Is this your dad's new one?"

The pictures are still being downloaded and it will take some time. Ye Xunmei just chatted a few words.

Ye Qingqing told what happened yesterday, "Uncle Yu said it was probably an ancient relic, but he wasn't sure and said he would introduce an expert to me."

"Your grandpa and I are the biggest experts, why are you looking for someone else to do it? Many experts nowadays are just trying to sell themselves on others. They don't have any real knowledge and they fool people all day long." Ye Xunmei became unhappy and lectured her old-fashionedly.

"Then you were still raising your tail just now?" Ye Qingqing snarled.

Ye Xunmei lost her voice, and after a while she said: "We were playing mahjong just now. You didn't take the picture very well. I'll teach you how to take the picture."

Under Ye Xunmei's guidance, Ye Qingqing took a few more pictures and sent them to her. There was no movement from Ye Xunmei's side for a long time. She couldn't help but ask, "How is it? Is it a little old?"

"Don't make any noise, I'll take a look again." Ye Xunmei's voice sounded a little excited.

At this time, his face was almost hitting the computer screen, his eyes were wide open, his breathing was rapid, and he adjusted the direction of the picture from time to time to see it more clearly.

Ye Qingqing's heart also jumped. It sounded like there was some truth in this tone. It couldn't really be an antique, right?

"My dad might have missed something this time." Ye Qingqing joked with Lu Mo.

Lu Mo became interested, picked up the pottery pot and looked at it. No matter how he looked at it, he couldn't tell that the pot was a high-end antique. It felt mysterious, but he still cooperated with his wife, "Maybe it is worth a lot of money."

Ye Qingqing snorted, "How is that possible? There are valuable and worthless antiques. It's not bad if they can be worth several thousand yuan."