Hearing the sound, Duan Yixuan paced back to the square table, looked at the last unsightly box with disdain, and opened the clasp with a ’click’.
Alerted by the crisp noise, Duan Jingming, who was admiring the Pangu Inkstone, also cast a glance over.
Duan Yixuan lifted the lid of the case and began inspecting the contents mockingly laughed, "Qiaoqiao, cousin, what kind of junk are you giving to Grandfather? Why is this inkstone platform chipped on the edges!"
She hadn’t expected that there would also be an inkstone in Li Qiao’s gift, but at first glance, it looked quite ordinary, as if it had been used by someone else.
"Xuanxuan, don’t talk nonsense!" Duan Yuanhong warned sharply, cautiously glancing at Li Guangming, afraid of angering his wealthy brother-in-law.
Just as Duan Yixuan reached out to take out the items from the box, Duan Jingming suddenly shouted, "Don’t touch it!"
Duan Yixuan was startled, nearly tipping the case over.
Li Qiao cast her a glance, her tone cool and objective, "Cousin, be careful. The items inside are all unique."
Unique? What does that mean?
"Xuanxuan, move aside, don’t mess with it!" At this time, Duan Jingming threw the Pangu Inkstone Platform to the butler and rushed over to the square table, pushing Duan Yixuan aside, he began to study the contents of the case, his breathing growing more rapid.
"Qiao, Qiaoqiao, this inkstone platform..." Duan Jingming stared unblinkingly at the Four Treasures of the Study in the box, wanting to reach out and touch them but held back, afraid of causing damage.
At that moment, Li Qiao, leaning on the armrest with one arm, slowly chewed on her apple, "From the Qing Qian Era, Pine Flower Stone Carved Ganoderma Pattern Inkstone."
Duan Yixuan’s expression of pride froze, an item from the Qing Dynasty?
Then, she heard Duan Jingming’s voice trembling as he murmured, "Then this Xuan paper..."
Li Qiao continued to explain in an unhurried tone, "Qing Qian replica of Jinsushan Scripture Paper."
The room fell silent.
Duan Yixuan’s fingers dug into the edge of the table as her expression stayed stiff.
Were Qing Dynasty items so common now?
"Qiaoqiao, you can’t tell Grandfather that this ink is the Qing Qian ’Imperial Dragon Pattern Ink’," Duan Jingming exclaimed as his high blood pressure nearly rose.
In recent years, the most valuable collectibles in the realm of cultural relics were the Four Treasures of the Study; anyone fond of calligraphy knew how rare and sought after these four treasures were.
Yet there they were, all collected by his Qiaoqiao and placed so casually in such an ordinary little box; damn it, what a waste of treasures!
Hearing the old master’s inquiry with a quivering voice, Li Qiao nodded, speaking indifferently, "Yes, exactly, Grandfather truly has discerning eyes."
Duan Jingming clutched at his chest and took a breath, bracing himself against the table and pointing to the set of brushes, "Then this must be the Ming Dynasty Wanli Bamboo Carved Flower and Bird Pattern Brush..."
"Hmm," Li Qiao responded, then furrowed her brow with slight annoyance, "I originally wanted to gather a complete set of Four Treasures of the Study from the Qing Qian Era for Grandfather, but... I could only find this set of brushes from the Ming Wanli Era. Grandfather, please make do for now. When I find a better set, I will bring it to you."
Make do with brushes from the Ming Wanli Era?
Even if she wasn’t knowledgeable in history, she knew these items ought to be collectibles of significant value.
Within seconds, everyone in the room, except for the Li family of four, gathered around.
Duan Yuanhong stared at the Four Treasures of the Study in the box, dumbstruck, wanting to touch them but was slapped away by Duan Jingming’s hand, "Don’t touch, you can’t afford to compensate if you damage them!"
Eventually, Duan Yixuan found her voice again, her face showing unwillingness, she spoke half-heartedly, "Can items from the Qing Qian and Ming Wanli Eras be found so easily? Could it be... they are fakes?"
Upon hearing this, Li Guangming was displeased, but as an uncle, it was beneath his dignity to bicker with the younger generation.