Bing'er took a new cup, poured herself a cup of tea, picked up the teacup and took two sips gently, and asked, "Qingyun, my cup is a treasure?" ”

Qingyun raised his head and asked, "Bing'er, where did you get this cup from?" ”

Bing'er replied calmly: "My master gave it to me, and the master said that it was passed down from my ancestors." ”

Qingyun asked suspiciously, "Passed down from the ancestors?" So passed down from generation to generation? ”

Bing'er nodded, "I think it's good, it's small, I like it very much, so I use it for tea." It's supposed to be a teacup. ”

Qingyun looked at Bing'er speechlessly, and then said, "You're not afraid, when did you accidentally beat you?" Shouldn't you cherish what your master handed you down and protect it? ”

Bing'er didn't think about it at all, this cup has been with her for two lifetimes, she is used to drinking tea with it, if it wasn't for Qingyun's reminder, she would have thought about it, should she put this cup away?

Bing'er asked with a smile, "Is this a very valuable baby?" Isn't it the cup of Ru Yao? ”

Qingyun said with a calm face: "Do you still know that this is the cup of the Ru kiln, do you know what era the cup of the Ru kiln is?" ”

Bing'er didn't know anything, and asked with a pretended ignorant face, "Which era?" Is it a long time ago? Is this cup worth a lot? ”

Qingyun nodded and said: "If I'm not mistaken, this is an item from the reign of Song Weizong, and now, there are less than seventy Ru kiln items in the Song Dynasty in the world, not long ago, at an auction, such a Ru kiln cup was auctioned for more than 200 million." But you drink water from it every day! I'm really convinced. ”

Bing'er's eyes widened in surprise at Qingyun's words, and she asked in surprise, "How much is a cup?" More than 200 million? ”

Seeing Bing'er's stunned expression, Qingyun nodded, and affirmed this answer again, "Well, don't look at me with such an expression, it's more than 200 million auctions, don't say that you are an authentic Song Ru kiln, not long ago, at an auction in the imperial capital, a Qing Dynasty anti-Ru kiln was also auctioned for more than 8 million." ”

Bing'er didn't expect that a cup was so valuable, that life, she liked the texture of this cup like jade, non-jade and better than jade, the man said that it was like rain over the sky and clouds**, I remember that year, he woke up and said that he had a dream, holding such a cup in his dream, drinking a cup of tea, that comfortable, beautiful.

So, he gathered craftsmen to make it, just for the way he dreamed, how many people died...

Qingyun looked at Bing'er, who was stunned, and shouted several times, "Bing'er." ”

Bing'er came back to her senses, and looked at Yang Linfang and Xue Qingyun embarrassedly, "I'm sorry, I'm distracted." ”

Bing'er then explained: "I like its texture, and I also like this cyan, so, all these years, I have been using it to drink tea, but I didn't expect it... ”

Qingyun also smiled, "You just think of it as a cup to drink water, that's its value in your eyes." It's in the hands of the ancient player, it's an artifact, it's a priceless item.

Put it away in the future, don't take it out for tea, let someone with a heart see it, your safety is still a problem. ”

Bing'er smiled and said, "Go back, I'm going to ask for it." I do not use it only for appreciation. ”

Qingyun looked at Bing'er's joking appearance, and said solemnly: "Don't take it seriously, you have to be careful, there is this treasure at home, it's best not to pass it on, otherwise, let someone remember it, and there will be trouble." ”

Qingyun has been in the antique appraisal industry for a long time, and naturally he has heard a lot of things, and he has more worries.

Seeing Qingyun's worried look, Bing'er said comfortingly: "Don't worry, just turn around and put it away, just don't show it in front of others." I don't beat gongs and drums to tell people that I have such a baby in my family. Alas, I only think it's a drinking cup given to me by the master. ”

Yang Linfang looked at her worried daughter, and then at the calm Bing'er, thinking in her heart, this girl in front of her is not simple.

Qingyun said the value of the cup, she can still be so calm, this cultural relic is really a cup for drinking water in her eyes. Even if Qingyun told her how valuable her cup was, in her eyes, it was just a valuable drinking cup.

At such a young age, being able to be so indifferent and not shocked by the insults makes people look sideways.

Bing'er casually put the cup back into the bag, picked up the bag and tied a knot, ready to put the bag back in the bag.

Qingyun's eyes were firmly fixed on the bag in Bing'er's hand, and the person stood up in a hurry and walked to Bing'er's side in a few steps. The people in the room were all stunned by Qingyun's movements, and looked at Qingyun with heart.

Bing'er asked, "Qingyun, what's wrong again?" ”

Qingyun didn't reply to Bing'er's words, reached out and took the bag in Bing'er's hand, took the cup out of it, and then looked at the bag carefully.

Qingyun turned back to Yang Linfang in surprise and said, "Mom, it's the holy silk in weaving." Qingyun's voice was high, and a thick joy filled his voice.

Then, Qingyun looked at Bing'er, "Bing'er, this is... ”

Bing'er asked, "You are asking, where did this come from?" ”

Qingyun nodded, "Uh-huh, uh-huh." ”

"My master gave it to me, and when I gave it to me, I used this bag to hold the cup and the jade." Bing'er replied calmly.

Qingyun's attention was on the silk, his mind was spinning rapidly, and he muttered: "This craft and this cup are both from the Northern Song Dynasty. It's rare to be so well preserved. ”

Wang Xiaofang couldn't help but ask, "This is also very valuable?" ”

Qingyun said casually: "Tens of millions." ”

It's just such a small bag, worth tens of millions! Wang Xiaofang was stunned and speechless, my good man, the master is too powerful.

Qingyun looked at Wang Xiaofang, who was stunned, and said: "This is not a small broken bag, this is an antique cultural relic, this thing, in the Song Dynasty, is not something that ordinary people can afford. ”

After Qingyun finished speaking, he turned his head and asked Bing'er, "Your master's surname is Zhao?" ”

Bing'er shook her head, "Not surnamed Zhao, surnamed Li like me, about the past of my ancestors, the master didn't tell me, he said that I have a talent for tea, so he only told me about tea." Maybe I don't have time to talk about these pasts, but after I knew my master for more than a year, he passed away. ”

Bing'er said this, her face was covered with deep sadness, and when she said this, she thought of her parents who died tragically, and she didn't want to mention that ruthless person again.

Qingyun and Yang Linfang were only sad when Bing'er thought of the master, and said comfortingly: "Birth, old age, sickness and death are human nature, no one can avoid it, your master must know that you have learned the art of tea so well, he must be very pleased." ”

Bing'er suppressed the sadness in her heart and smiled bitterly, "Well, I know. It's just that when I think about it, it still hurts. Let's have tea. ”