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After about ten days like this, Wei Cheng, whom she hadn't seen for almost half a month, suddenly appeared in front of her stall.

Qiao Wanyue rolled her eyes and pretended not to see him, but she saw a man wearing black-rimmed myopia glasses standing next to Wei Cheng. The man looked elegant and had the look of an intellectual.

The man was also looking at Qiao Wanyue at this time. The two looked at each other, and he asked in a low voice with some uncertainty: "Is she the Miss Qiao you mentioned?"

Why does it look like he doesn't know Wei Cheng? He doesn't even say hello when they meet...

Wei Cheng nodded and said "Yes", and then introduced him: "He is the relative I mentioned to you, Fu Guanqi."

Qiao Wanyue's eyes lit up, her attitude towards Wei Cheng changed [-] degrees, she blinked and said, "It turns out to be Director Fu, please wait a moment, I will close the stall after seeing this patient."

Fu Guanqi felt a little strange when he saw Qiao Wanyue's change of attitude. It was the first time he and Qiao Wanyue met. Why did Qiao Wanyue's attitude change when she heard his name?
  On the face, he responded politely: "No need to worry."

People waiting in line heard that Qiao Wanyue was going to close the stall, and they all asked: "Dr. Qiao, why are you closing the stall so early today?"

"Dr. Qiao, can you help me check before I walk? My legs have been hurting for several years."

"Dr. Qiao, please take a look at it for me too. I've been having headaches lately."

There are five or six people queuing up. If we don't leave now, there will be people queuing up later, and we won't be able to leave until dark.

Qiao Wanyue decisively refused: "You all should stop queuing and come back tomorrow. I will close the stall after seeing this patient."

Although the people in line felt uncomfortable, Qiao Wanyue was good at medical skills and they didn't dare to offend her, so they left reluctantly.

Qiao Wanyue wrote a prescription for the last patient and took Weicheng and Fu Guanqi back home.

Qiao Wanyue didn't mince words and asked directly: "Mr. Fu, is your museum opening soon? Do you still need any antiques?"

Fu Guanqi nodded: "The museum will open early next month. I heard from Acheng that you have a four-legged tripod here. Can I take a look?"

Qiao Wanyue asked with a smile: "Does your museum still collect antiquities?"

Fu Guanqi nodded: "I accept it, but now the funds are tight and the price may be lower than the market."

Qiao Wanyue nodded, led Fu Guanqi into the room where the antiques were kept, opened the door and said, "Come in."

After Fu Guanqi and Wei Cheng followed Qiao Wanyue into the house, they were stunned, their eyes full of shock.

An antique is already worth thousands of dollars, which is enough for a normal family to live a well-off life. If any family has two or three shareholders, they will have no worries about food and clothing for the rest of their lives.

Qiao Wanyue's home is like a museum, with so many antiques. If these things are real, his newly opened museum will be like a small house with a big house.

After all, except for a few treasures in the museum, everything else is worthless and only has historical significance.

Who is this Qiao Wanyue?
  He didn't even know that this person in Kyoto had so many antiques on his hands, but he had never made a mark in the antique market...

Qiao Wanyue said with a smile: "These are treasures from my collection. You can view them as you like. If your museum needs them, I can sell them all to you."

Fu Guanqi smiled bitterly and said, "Miss Qiao, you are joking. If these things are all true, I wouldn't be able to afford it if the Fu family was sold."

Qiao Wanyue took a set of appreciation tools from the shelf nearby and handed them to him: "I don't collect fakes."

Fu Guanqi was not polite. He had been obsessed with antiquities since he was a child. He couldn't walk when he saw these things. He took the things and started studying the four-legged tripod placed next to him. Wei Cheng glanced at him and said to Qiao Wanyue: "Go out and wait for him. He won't be able to come out in two hours."

After listening for two hours, Qiao Wanyue hurriedly walked out of the house. It was now minus 9 degrees, and the house was very cold. She might as well go back inside and sit by the fire to make milk tea and drink it.

Aunt Zhao also had an eye for it. When she saw the two of them coming out, she asked Qiao Wanyue if she wanted to make milk tea. After getting a positive answer, she moved the small stove into the house. Qiao Wanyue skillfully cooked the milk tea and put the dates brought by Wei Cheng. I lost three of them.

Seeing Qiao Wanyue's contented look, Wei Cheng's eyes also showed a smile: "There are still a lot of dried dates at home. When you finish eating, I will send you some more."

"Don't take it, I don't like it."

As she said this, she had a good appetite after drinking the red date milk tea.

Wei Cheng didn't expose her and changed the subject: "Have you decided what to sell to Fu Guanqi?"

"A four-legged tripod, that thing is very heavy and takes up space. It would be a hindrance if placed at home." Qiao Wanyue said.

Wei Cheng reminded: "It's true that he is tight on funds. If you sell things to him, you can't raise the price."

"I know it can't be sold for value, but if it can be exchanged for something more valuable, it's not impossible." Qiao Wanyue showed a sly smile: "Some things are useful in museums, but they can't be sold for value, so I don't want to keep them. It’s better to be a favor than to use it.”

Seeing that she had an idea in mind, Wei Cheng stopped talking.

Fu Guanqi studied until dark. The dim light affected his judgment. Then he came out of the antique room and looked at Qiao Wanyue with particularly shocked eyes.

It's like watching a visitor from outer space.

Fu Guanqi was quite understanding of human nature. Although he was shocked by so many things, he did not ask about the origin.

Because Qiao Wanyue only mentioned the four-legged cauldron and not the others, Fu Guanqi asked: "Miss Qiao, at what price do you plan to sell the four-legged cauldron?"

Qiao Wanyue hesitated for a moment, then quickly made a decision, gritted her teeth and said, "No money."

Fu Guanqi looked at Wei Cheng with some confusion. He didn't know what Wei Cheng said to Qiao Wanyue. She didn't want money. You know, this cauldron is worth at least tens of thousands of yuan on the market.

He felt that Qiao Wanyue might want to ask him for help, so he said: "I am just a museum curator and have no other rights."

He said sheepishly: "My rights may only be limited to issuing you a certificate."

This certificate is certainly not rare for Qiao Wanyue.

Qiao Wanyue said seriously: "You are overthinking. I didn't want you to do me any favors. You have also seen that I have so many antiques here and I am not short of money. I am simply patriotic and want to do something for the country." It’s just a contribution, I not only want to donate the tripod, but I also want to donate the pillow, the jade seal, and the painting.”

If Wei Cheng didn't understand Qiao Wanyue's bold words, he would have believed them now. It seemed that she was planning to spend a lot of money.

Fu Guanqi suspected that he had misheard: "Miss Qiao, have you thought about it clearly? These things are not cheap, any one of them is worth tens of thousands in the market."

It’s true that it’s worth tens of thousands of dollars, but what if it’s too much?
  Once the quantity of something increases sharply, it will depreciate.

Qiao Wanyue wanted to get something that would not depreciate in value and would not be afraid of being stolen. (End of chapter)