The attic has all the information about the past and present, and I became rich by becoming a trader

I went straight back to the villa, and the system popped up as expected.

After cashing the banknote first, the system will pop up a prompt again.

[The host has retrieved a white jade vase from the Fuguang Kiln brought back from Dazhao. Is this artifact being aged?]

Song Youan clicked [Yes] and then stared at the white jade vase without blinking.

But after looking at it for a while, he found that the vase in his hand seemed to have not changed at all. The color was still round and transparent, exactly the same as a new vase.

She sat on the sofa and turned the vase over and over, observing it, and finally discovered subtle changes at the bottom of the vase.

There is a six-character seal engraved on the bottom of the vase: [Official system during the Dazhao period]. The characters on the seal are no longer bright, but have become a dark red with the sedimentation of history.

In the upper left corner of the seal, there is a red mark in the shape of a leaf, which is very obvious.

Before she could think about it, the system popped up again: [We found that the host brought back a white jade vase from the Fuguang Kiln from Dazhao. Do you want to value it?]

Song Youan clicks [Yes] again

System [Evaluation in progress...]

After a moment, the system screen jumped and the valuation was completed: the official white jade vase from the Fuguang Kiln during the Dazhao period, the current estimated market auction price is 2700.0000.00 yuan.

Song Youan was shocked when he saw the numbers on the screen and carefully counted the zeros.

Starting from 27 million!

So valuable!

Song Youan was a little excited, but she quickly calmed down. She couldn't sell the vase. It was a gift from Zhu Ling, not a reward, nor was it something she asked for.

This is the testimony of the beginning of their friendship.

After looking around, she found a spot in the display cabinet next to the TV in the living room, so she carefully placed the vase there.

At this moment, light happened to shine on it, and the originally porcelain white jade vase slowly turned green.

Song Youan admired it carefully for a while and found that he liked it more and more.

Antiques do have their own unique beauty, or perhaps they have historical significance attached to them. In short, they are different from ordinary vases.

In the afternoon, Yan Fei took her to the driving school for two hours of driving lessons, and then the two went to a real estate project in Jianye District to look at houses.

"What? Are you planning to move back to the city?" Yan Fei followed beside him and said to himself, "I'm not saying that you live a little far away now, which is not very convenient."

"Buy it for my dad." Song Youan said.

Yan Fei was stunned, and what happened at Song Youan's house that day flashed through his mind. Then he nodded in understanding.

At this moment, the sales office staff came forward and said, "Sir and Madam, welcome to the Yinshi Haoting real estate project. Are you interested in buying a house?"

Song Youan nodded and said to the sales lady, "Please introduce it to me."

"Ok."

The sales lady handed Song Youan a copy of the property information before continuing, "Our 'Hidden City Mansion' is a project developed by Longteng Real Estate. Phases one and two have already been delivered. The most popular units are the 120-square-meter small units and the 280-square-meter medium units. I wonder how many people will live in your units after you purchase them?"

After the sales lady finished speaking, she subconsciously glanced at Yan Fei. Seeing that the man had been following the woman without saying a word, she couldn't help but murmur in her heart that he probably thought this new property was too expensive and was reluctant to buy it.

Turning to look at Song Youan again, he saw her reading the documents seriously, and he couldn't help but shook his head helplessly.

On weekdays, it was usually just his father, and he would occasionally go back to accompany him. Song Youan said, "It's just the two of us."

"For two people, a small apartment is perfectly adequate."

The sales lady was also very professional. She could see that Song Youan was very eager to buy, so she quickly handed a copy of the information in her hand to Yan Fei: "Sir, take a look at it too."

Men all want face, maybe with some stimulation the deal can be closed.

Yan Fei quickly shook his head and said, "I won't watch it anymore."

I just took a quick look and it’s 220,000 per square meter. Are you kidding?

Twenty-two thousand could buy his life. He had been working in Jinghai for all these years, but he couldn't even afford a toilet in this building.

The sales lady smiled awkwardly, feeling slightly discouraged.

"Song Youan?"

At this moment, a surprised voice sounded from not far away. Song Youan subconsciously looked up, and when he saw who the other person was, he almost rolled his eyes on the spot.

Xu Ziyang, her college classmate, was a well-known rich second-generation man in the school. He had indirectly pursued her five or six times.

Why is it indirect?

Because every time he failed in pursuing me, he would talk to other girls for a while, and then come back to pursue me after it was over.

This went on and on for the entire four years of college, and even on the day of graduation, I still didn't give up and was still determined to date him.

Song Youan only had two words to describe this person: boastful and tasteless.

Relying on his wealth and good looks, he dated almost all the good-looking girls in the school, but I heard that the longest relationship lasted no more than a month.

He wanted to create an image for himself of a playboy who could walk among flowers without getting a single leaf on him.

But in Song Youan's eyes, he is just a pure idiot scumbag.

"Oh, it's really you?"

Xu Ziyang was somewhat surprised and delighted. He walked slowly to Song Youan and looked her up and down without hesitation. He found that she had changed significantly from when she was in college.

Her taste is still outstanding and her outfit is still beautiful.

But when she was in college, she was a goddess who could make cheap goods look high-end, but now she is wearing all branded clothes.

Looking at the Chanel bag in her hand and the Cartier necklace around her neck, and glancing at Yan Fei beside her, Xu Ziyang smiled meaningfully: "I thought you regarded money as dirt."

Song Youan looked at the other person with impatience: "If you have something to say, say it. If not, get lost."

"Ah? Are you angry? Don't..." Xu Ziyang said with a sly smile, "You know I'm a straightforward person. You should know what I mean to you!"

"I know you have a straight heart, but you can't pull it out of your mouth, right?" Song Youan said.

Xu Ziyang was not angry when he heard this, but nodded excitedly: "You haven't changed at all, I just like your sharp tongue!"

Unable to hold back her eyes, she finally rolled them out. Song Youan said speechlessly, "Although I don't treat you as a human being, you shouldn't really treat me as one either. I don't need a bootlicker."

Yan Fei seemed to notice that Song Youan didn't have a good relationship with the "acquaintance" in front of him, and couldn't help asking, "Do you need help?"

Song Youan shook her head gently: "It's okay, my classmate, you go sit over there and wait for me."

She knew that Xu Ziyang was a really mean person, and she was afraid that Yan Fei would lose control and beat him up, but Xu Ziyang came from a prominent family, and she couldn't let Yan Fei get involved with this person because of her, otherwise he would get into trouble.

Yan Fei naturally listened to Song Youan, gave Xu Ziyang a warning look, turned around and went to the rest area to wait.

Xu Ziyang looked at Yan Fei with disdain and snorted coldly. He said to Song Youan in a mocking tone, "Your aesthetic taste has deteriorated quite a bit. I'm willing to spend money on you. Isn't it more comfortable for you to look at my face every day than to look at him?"