Beverly L'er

At the moment, both Little Aunt and Jiang Yu were only wearing silk pajamas, tacitly avoiding the topic of having children.

Although they weren't actively trying to conceive, they were mentally prepared, intending to let nature take its course...

Right now.

Su Yehao was just starting to feel sleepy when he received a call from his grandfather. The old man said on the phone, "I've seen the photos you sent. Do you have the vase with you?"

Hearing this, Su Yehao immediately realized something and asked, "What's so special about this vase?"

Grandpa Tang treated collecting as a hobby, starting to dabble in these old things back in the sixties and seventies.

Back then, these items weren't worth much. Objects that caught the eye of a Hong Kong tycoon like Su Yehao's maternal grandpa were usually of high quality.

Even the old man himself hadn't expected that as the economy in the north developed, the things he owned would suddenly become valuable.

Even without focusing all his attention on it, the collection he amassed could be sold for five or six hundred million Hong Kong dollars now. Most of it has been placed in Su Yehao's small castle.

Although not a master appraiser, having seen many good items, he naturally developed a good eye. Su Yehao's maternal grandpa told him over the phone:

"Well, I thought it was interesting after seeing it. After communicating with a friend, I basically understood it. The photos aren't clear, but the pattern on it is a lotus, a typical official kiln. A lotus-patterned dragon-handled vase. If it's genuine, it dates back to the Hongwu period of the Ming Dynasty. But the photos have color differences, so I'm not sure yet."

Su Yehao knew about the Hongwu era of the Ming Dynasty.

That big shot who started with a broken bowl, transforming from a beggar into the founding emperor, achieved far more than he, who had a cheat mode.

Hearing his grandpa's words, Su Yehao said in surprise, "How could it be an official kiln? There isn't even a mark on the bottom of the vase. And you might not be able to tell from the photos, but the blue and white color is a bit dull, not as pretty as your Yuan blue and white plate."

"Oh?"

Grandpa Tang perked up and laughed:

"Then it's even more likely to be real. The Ming Dynasty had just been founded, and after years of war, everything was in ruins. There was no time to study these things. The blue and white wasn't fired beautifully either, as the official kiln had just been built in Jingde, the porcelain capital. It's normal for there to be no bottom mark. If it's really Ming Hongwu blue and white, and such a large piece, it would be a national treasure, even rarer than Yuan blue and white. Don't donate it again."

"...Tsk, could it be that I actually found a treasure?"

He had a wonderful experience of feeling like a koi carp, even though he didn't lack money. But if he bought a treasure at a low price, Su Yehao would be especially happy. He asked, "If it's really Hongwu blue and white, how much could it sell for at auction?"

Grandpa Tang was a businessman himself, so he wouldn't think his grandson was being vulgar by talking about money. Instead, he estimated with interest and replied:

"The price changes every year. Hongwu blue and white is especially rare on the market. If I encountered such a large one at auction, I would be happy to shell out thirty to forty million Hong Kong dollars, but I'd have to think twice about more."

"Wow! That's so valuable?"

"Because it's rare, even rarer than underglaze red. When are you coming back? If you find a bargain, run away quickly. In the early years, people didn't know the value and often treated Hongwu blue and white official kilns without bottom marks as ordinary folk kilns. It wasn't until ten years ago that the existence of Hongwu blue and white was confirmed through porcelain shard sites. There are few experts in the country, let alone those foreigners. It's easier to buy good things overseas after all..."

Grandpa Tang had to admire his grandson's luck with money.

Now, only looking at the photos, he couldn't say he was 100% sure, but he was 80% confident. Whether it was the pattern, the shape, or the reddish bottom, he couldn't find any flaws so far. In addition, it was a museum in the United States selling off its inventory, with an auction certificate, greatly increasing the probability of it being genuine.

After all, even if it were a fake, it would have been made in the last ten years or so, good enough to fool nouveau riche. If it had just been bought by a museum, it wouldn't be sold off cheaply.

Overall, it seemed that the museum in Los Angeles didn't know its value and sold a rare treasure as a worthless folk kiln.

Su Yehao stared at the large vase casually placed on the shoe cabinet, considering finding a box to carefully pack it. He said, "I just arrived in Los Angeles and will be going back in a few days. I have some business to take care of. Don't spread the word about this for now. We haven't confirmed if it's real, and the rules are different in America. If they find out, they might investigate, which would be troublesome."

"I understand. I'll say hello to my friend later, don't worry."

After Grandpa Tang finished speaking, he added, "You're lucky. Go to the stalls and flea markets more often."

"...This kind of thing might only happen once in a lifetime. How could I encounter it often? I'll bring the vase to you as soon as I return to Hong Kong."

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After hanging up the phone, Su Yehao carefully placed the vase in the suitcase lined with bath towels.

After telling the girls what his grandpa said, Nangong Tian was dumbfounded, her eyes shining brightly, and said, "If it's really that expensive, wouldn't that almost make back the money spent on jewelry?"

Jiang Yu was also taken aback and said, "That's amazing. How could such an ugly vase sell for so much?"

"Ugly... I wouldn't say that, but it's not as beautiful as the doucai from the Chenghua period or the porcelain from the Yongzheng and Kangxi periods. The aesthetics of a bunch of roughnecks are indeed a bit lacking. My luck is really good today."

After Su Yehao finished speaking, he sat back on the sofa lazily and smiled:

"Leaving aside these museums, I heard that some European families have cellars full of various treasures plundered from the mainland a hundred years ago. I personally don't think it's necessary to spend a lot of money to buy these things back. It's better to buy some technology and cultivate talent with the money. We can't change what we lost in the past; contemporary competition is the key."

Jiang Yu didn't respond, just breathed a sigh of relief and said:

"It's not purely good luck. If you didn't have the money to buy jewelry, you wouldn't have been able to enter the pawnshop's vault. With your strength, the probability of encountering a treasure is much greater than ordinary people. I felt very burdened when I received the yellow diamond necklace, feeling like I was so poor. It would be great if I could really sell it for thirty to forty million Hong Kong dollars."

Su Yehao waved his hand nonchalantly and hugged her, saying:

"What kind of relationship do we have? Are you still being polite with me? Collectible jewelry is like assets, similar to antiques and artworks, with great potential for appreciation. It's not like randomly spending money. If you really feel bad, then earn more money and buy me... buy... I really can't think of anything I'm missing. Customizing a Boeing large passenger plane costs three to four hundred million US dollars. I won't make things difficult for you."

Giving him a big eye roll, Jiang Yu couldn't help but laugh and said:

"Okay, three to four hundred million US dollars is nothing. You wait a thousand years, and I should be able to earn it by then. I'll directly exchange it for a spaceship for you."

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