"No, I'm just sleepy. Can you go out? I'm going to bed." Hua Sheng's tone became very indifferent.
"Okay, then go to bed early."
After being kicked out, Jiang Liu was still wondering, what happened? Are you here for Auntie? No, it seems that it has not been a month since the last time.
In fact, Hua Sheng himself didn't know what happened, he just felt very annoyed.
Perhaps because of her father's affairs, she was once again disappointed in men and in love.
No matter how nice Jiang Liu is to her now, maybe when she is fifty years old, he will be like his father and find a younger girl to fall in love with, right
When Jiang Liu went downstairs, he handed the wild vegetables to Ginkgo.
"These are fresh wild vegetables. You keep them frozen and make soup for Ah Sheng tomorrow."
"Okay, uncle."
"What happened to Ah Sheng today, did something happen?" Jiang Liu asked Ginkgo.
"Ah? No." Ginkgo pretended to be stupid.
"But I don't think she's quite right."
"Ah... Maybe it's... I didn't sleep well." Ginkgo made an excuse.
Jiang Liu didn't say much, just thought that Hua Sheng didn't have a good rest and was irritable.
The next morning, when Jiang Liu went downstairs to eat breakfast, he found that Hua Sheng had left.
Chuntao was not there either, only Ginkgo was ready for breakfast.
"What about her?"
"Miss has gone 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, and was quite disappointed. He wanted to see if she recovered, but it was a pity that they didn't give him a chance.
On the campus of Minzu University
During the lunch break, Yu Ping came to look for her, a little excited, "Xiao Sheng, I went to the morning market in the antique market this morning, and collected some things, can you see if I can do it?"
"Go, let's talk in another place."
She didn't want other students to know about her collection of antiques, so Hua Sheng took Yu Ping to the rooftop on the top floor of the school.
Yu Ping carefully took out a small handkerchief from her pocket.
Then slowly spread it out in the palm of your hand.
It turned out to be a famille rose snuff bottle. Although the color was dull, the texture was clear and it was well preserved.
After Hua Sheng put on the white gloves, he picked them up and observed them carefully.
"Did you find this thing in the antique market?" Hua Sheng asked Yu Ping.
Yu Ping nodded, "It's a coincidence that it's a sister who took a bunch of small prices and wanted to pack them up, but because they were all a pile of broken copper and iron, no one asked about the prices, and I didn't intend to take them away." Turning around, I found this, it looks like Qing Dynasty, but because there is no official kiln mark, so I don’t think it’s worth much, I just thought it was fun, so I took one back.”
"How much did you charge?" Hua Sheng asked with a smile.
"Haggling for a long time, I finally took it in 1880, but the sister insisted on selling me that pair of rags, and charged me a total of 5,000, but the rest is worthless, but I think the market price of this thing should be somewhere between three and five. Thousands, right?" Yu Ping is a top student in the Department of History. Although she doesn't have Hua Sheng's rich experience and precise vision, she can still recognize things with a sense of age, and she won't buy fakes and high-quality imitations. It was also one of the reasons why Hua Sheng valued her as a buyer.
Hua Sheng said with a smile, "You made money, this thing is worth 30,000 yuan at least."
"Thirty thousand?" Yu Ping opened her mouth wide, a little surprised.
"Before, a pastel snuff bottle from the Qianlong period was sold at an auction for a high price of 1.04 million. Of course, yours is not an official kiln, and the workmanship is not so fine, so it must not be worth a million. But your snuff bottle has one advantage. "
"What advantages?" Yu Ping listened with gusto, and at the same time admired Hua Sheng's appraisal talent, especially his confidence.