As soon as he entered the door, Ye Chen heard the old man laughing wildly while shouting.

"Hahaha... come here! Come and see the treasure I found!"

Xiao Churan also got off work, and was sitting on the sofa reading documents. At this moment, she couldn't help standing up, and said to Xiao Changkun who was full of smiles, "Dad, you almost scared me to death."

"Look at this." Xiao Changkun didn't notice Xiao Churan's expression at all, and happily held a pair of palm-sized celadon cups, and held them over like a show: "This is a blue and white chicken bowl cup I found from the antique market. , I heard it was picked up from the coffin of Emperor Qian, and it is worth more than half a million!"

"More than half a million?" Xiao Churan stood up all of a sudden, and blurted out: "Dad, where did you get so much money?"

Ye Chen was extremely helpless, he only broke the jade pot and spring vase in the morning, taking advantage of his time to go out, this old man went to the antique street again?

This is typical when the scar is healed and the pain is forgotten.

Xiao Changkun laughed, and said mysteriously: "I mean this cup is worth half a million. Guess how much I bought it for?"

Xiao Churan hesitated for a moment, and tentatively said, "Three hundred thousand?"

"No! Guess again!" Xiao Changkun waved his hand.

"Two hundred thousand?"

"Not right!"

Ye Chen, who was next to him, glanced at the celadon cup, and instantly saw that it was a fake. He thought to himself, it would be good if it was worth a hundred yuan.

At this time, Xiao Changkun didn't hold back anymore, and said with a smile: "Hahaha, I bought it for three hundred yuan! Is it powerful?"

Xiao Changkun laughed out loud, and couldn't hold back the joy in his expression.

Xiao Churan's eyes widened in surprise, and he couldn't believe it: "No way, this cup really only cost three hundred yuan?"

When the mother-in-law Ma Lan heard the movement, she also came out of the kitchen with a happy face, "Is this cup really so valuable? It can't be fake, right?"

Xiao Changkun patted his chest: "Don't worry, people who sell cups don't understand the market, I even asked someone to read it for me, and they said it's true!"

"Really?" Ma Lan carefully picked up the cup, looked left and right, and smiled from ear to ear.

Ye Chen stood aside, but only smiled in agreement, with a calm expression.

He had already seen that these two cups were fakes, but it was rare for the father-in-law to be so happy, so he still didn't expose them.

Xiao Changkun was extremely excited, like a cat that has stolen something, and said with joy: "This cup is not matched yet, the boss said that I will bring the missing part tomorrow, and I will go and have a look tomorrow! Try to buy back the whole set! In that case, the value can be multiplied several times! If you are lucky, you can repay the six million foreign debt!"

Ye Chen frowned, and immediately stopped: "Dad, don't be greedy when playing with antiques, buying these two cups is enough, besides..."

Xiao Changkun glared at him, and scolded: "Whatever you say, don't talk about it, you kid taught me a lesson instead?"

Ye Chen hurriedly said: "No, no, as long as you like it."

After finishing speaking, I didn't bother to meddle in my own business.

Anyway, even if my father-in-law is cheated, it's not my money.

Xiao Churan also said: "Dad, why do you buy so many cups? These two cups can't be eaten or drunk. Besides, the price difference is so big. Whether the cups are real or not has yet to be identified."

She doesn't believe that there are pies in the sky. If three hundred yuan can buy half a million treasures, wouldn't everyone be rich?

Xiao Changkun was in high spirits when he saw a few people pouring cold water on him, and said contemptuously: "You don't understand! This is an antique, and you need a pair of discerning eyes to pick it up!" JrNovels.com