"No, it's just sleepy. Can you go out now? I'm going to bed." Hua Sheng's tone became cold.

"Well, have a rest earlier."

After being driven out, the river is still wondering, what's the matter? Is it my aunt? No, it doesn't seem like a month since the last time.

In fact, Hua Sheng doesn't know what's going on, just feels upset.

Maybe it's because of her father's affairs that she is disappointed in men and love again.

Even if Jiangliu is nice to her now, maybe when she is fifty, he will go to find younger girls to fall in love like his father?

When the river flows downstairs, give the wild vegetables to ginkgo.

"These are fresh wild vegetables. You can freeze them and make a Sheng soup tomorrow."

"Yes, sir."

"What happened to a Sheng today? What happened?" River asked ginkgo.

"Ah? No. " Ginkgo pretends to be silly.

"But I don't think she's right."

"Ah Maybe I didn't sleep well. " Ginkgo makes excuses.

River flow also didn't say much, only when Hua Sheng is not well rested, the mood is fidgety.

The next morning, when the river came downstairs for breakfast, it was found that Huasheng had gone.

Chuntao is not there, only ginkgo is ready for breakfast.

"And she?"

"Miss has gone to school."

"So early?"

"Well, she said she wanted fresh air in the morning."

"OK..." Jiang Liu didn't see Hua Sheng. He was very disappointed. He wanted to see if she recovered. Unfortunately, he was not given a chance.

At the lunch break on the campus of Minzu University, Yu Ping came to see her and was a little excited. "Xiaosheng, I went to the morning market of antique market this morning and collected something. Can you do it?"

"Let's go, say another place."

Don't want to be known by other students about her collection of curios, so Hua Sheng takes Yu Ping to the roof of the school.

Yu Ping carefully takes a small handkerchief out of her pocket.

Then slowly spread out in the palm.

It turned out to be a pink snuff bottle. Although the color is dim, the lines are clear and well preserved.

After wearing white gloves, Hua Sheng took it up and watched it carefully.

"You found this in the antique market?" Hua Sheng asks Yu Ping.

Yu Ping nodded. "It's also a coincidence. It's an elder sister who has taken a lot of small prices and has to pack them. But because they are all pieces of scrap metal, no one asked for the price. I didn't mean to turn them around. I found that they looked like Qing Dynasty ones. But because there was no official kiln mark, I didn't think they were very valuable. I just thought it was fun, so I took one Come back. "

"How much did you charge?" Hua Sheng asked with a smile.

"I haggled for a long time. In 1880, I got it. But the elder sister had to sell me that pair of rags. She charged me 5000 in total. But the others were of no value. But I thought how could the market price of this thing be 35000?" Yu Ping is an excellent student in history department. Although she is not as experienced and precise as Hua Sheng, she can This sense of age is still recognized, and she will not buy that kind of fakes and high imitations, which is one of the reasons why Huasheng values her as a buyer.

Hua Sheng said with a smile, "if you earn it, it will be worth 30000 yuan at least."

"Thirty thousand?" Yu Ping opened her mouth wide, a little surprised.

"There was a pastel snuff bottle in Qianlong's reign that sold for 1.04 million yuan at the auction. Of course, you are not an official kiln. The workmanship is not so fine, and you can't be worth a million yuan. But your snuff bottle has one advantage. "

"What are the advantages?" Yu Ping listened with great interest and admired Hua Sheng's appraisal talent, especially her confidence.