Standing in front of his grandfather's grave, Qin Hao found that his father seemed to be a different person now, but that was fine, since he had clearly recognized what these people looked like.

That's fine too.

"Xiao Hao, now you have seen clearly what human nature is. When you are rich, everyone wants to flatter you, but when you have no money, everyone wants to step on you."

"So, you have to work hard."

"Do you know?"

"..."

Qin Hao was speechless, what does it mean for me to work hard?

Didn't I work hard enough?

If I didn’t work hard, where would the money come from for the things you live in, bloom, spend, and use now?

But Qin Zhiyuan felt something was wrong after saying this. Damn it, my son is still trying so hard?

Now I live in a villa and bungalow.

He drives a BMW worth more than two million yuan, and the food and equipment are all at the rich level. Moreover, he gave himself fifty million yuan, and the last time he sold a painting, he sold a painting for one hundred million yuan.

Still working hard!

If he just sits there and eats up nothing, he won't be able to spend all his money in this life.

Thinking of this, he immediately said: "Of course, I am talking about assumptions, and I am just here to remind you. You don't need to listen at all, after all, you have money."

"..."

have to.

You might as well not say anything.

They went in circles, originally they wanted to give me a good education, but now the words have changed, and my anger is no longer needed. What is this?

Is there anyone like you who is a father?

"Come on, hurry up and help me take a look. I buried an old object here. It was a piece of porcelain, but my eyesight was not very accurate at the time. It was left behind by your grandfather."

"When the family property was divided, I got this old house, plus this piece of porcelain, and all the other money, land, etc. were divided up by your aunt and the others. It has nothing to do with me.

"

"Do you have an old house?"

Qin Hao was speechless. His father actually wanted to show off in front of him. This old house didn't belong to him. It was shared equally by his aunt and the others. But later they made some money and after cheating him a little bit,

They all built their own houses.

Then we moved out and the old house became empty.

It's not like Qin Hao didn't know about this, he often listened to his mother's nagging.

As a result, now that he is doing well, he actually wants to show off in front of him, saying that he got something, but he probably only got a broken jar, right?

Hearing Qin Hao's words, Qin Zhiyuan was also slightly embarrassed. He had always thought that Qin Hao didn't know, but it seemed that his mother had told him, which was embarrassing.

"Ahem, that's it. Let's not say anything else."

"The important thing is that I took away the most valuable treasure. How much is that house worth?"

"Now that I have more than 100 million people, I still care about that old house?

Even if they give it to me now, I don’t want it, it’s useless at all.”

"Leave quickly."

"Please help me take a look. If it is really a treasure, then this trip will be perfect."

Pack.

You keep pretending.

I promise not to tear you down again.

Can’t pretend anymore?

Qin Hao looked at Qin Zhiyuan speechlessly, and of course he didn't say anything else. Instead, he walked with his father to the back of his grandfather's grave, and then started digging under a tree behind.

Only now did Qin Hao know why his father asked him to bring a shovel.

Not long after, he dug out a box from underneath. The box was sealed very firmly, but the locks on it were rusty and broken. It only needed to be pulled hard to break.

Then Qin Zhiyuan took out another box from inside.

The lock inside is not completely rusted out.

Then he took out a key and opened the box.

Seeing how cautious his father was, Qin Hao was slightly speechless. He couldn't help but think to himself that he was really well prepared and well protected.

When the box was opened, a piece of ceramic was revealed in front of Qin Hao and Qin Zhiyuan.

Seeing this color, Qin Hao couldn't help but feel slightly shocked.

The glaze is white, but there is a painting on it, which is a picture of hundreds of flowers outlined in yellow, green, and blue, which looks extremely exquisite.

This is……

Tang Sancai?

Damn it?

Among the things grandpa left behind, one of them is Tang Sancai. Are you kidding me?

If this is true, this porcelain bottle alone is worth several million. Although the color on it is the most common Tang San color, why is this thing relatively rare?

"Come on, Xiaohao, I'll leave it to you now. Take a look, is this true?"

"Dad, are you kidding?"

"This is actually Tang Sancai?"

"Nonsense, of course I know this is a Tang Sancai porcelain vase, but you also know that Tang Sancai is nowhere to be found in the market. Most of them are imitations."

"That's why I asked you to come and take a look because I wasn't sure."

Qin Hao nodded. If this thing is real, then just this one object is enough to make his father overturn. This is not a case of overturning without support.

If he wanted to buy back the store, it would be easy.

But now, from the surface, it doesn't seem to be a big problem, I just don't know what will happen after I get it.

As we all know, the manufacturing process of Tang Sancai is very complicated. Just making the mold into a tire requires several steps such as selection, pounding, washing, precipitation, and drying.

Moreover, in the process of burning paper, the temperature requirements are also extremely high, and must be controlled between one thousand and one thousand one hundred degrees. This was based on the technological level at the time.

It is already a very difficult task, not to mention that it also needs to be painted and calcined twice.

It can be said that the manufacturing process of Tang Sancai is extremely complex and very demanding. It is a unique style of traditional handicraft for the entire Dragon Kingdom.

This is not to mention its impact on the ceramic industry in later generations of the Dragon Kingdom.

If this thing is real.

So just like what dad said, what does it matter if you don’t want the old house?

That thing is worthless at all. If you have to buy a house, then the value of this Tang Sancai is more than enough to buy houses in the entire village.

How much is the old house worth?

However, Qin Hao took it in his hand and looked at it carefully. But at the end, the look of astonishment in his eyes became even stronger.

Qin Zhiyuan's heart trembled slightly when he saw the change in his expression, and couldn't help but ask: "What's going on?

Is this thing real?

Could you please give me a word?"

"..."
Chapter completed!