231 Frightening the Appraiser
At night, the Neal family’s manor was illuminated by lights, so one could still secretly use a phone cara to see the outline of the manor.
Myles Harvin was dumbfounded. He wished he could stick his face to the screen. His face was flushed red. He had only said it casually. Who knew that the little girl really had a manor at ho?
Where did this rich little girl co from!
She was not here to tease him, was she?
The entire live broadcast room was filled with words like ‘Holy crap, it’s so big’.
A lot of people watched the program at night. Many people would probably lose sleep that night.
Other people had to borrow money from the bank to buy a house that was 100 square ters.
But she had a manor!
At that mont, countless people saw the ten-year-old Ginny Neal through the livestream and could not help but sigh. Reincarnation was a skill!
Myles’ mouth twitched. “Little girl, your manor is probably dozens of acres!”
“I don’t know. I’ll ask Big Brother tomorrow!” Ginny was very innocent.
Appraiser Myles took a deep breath and asked, “Young lady, you’re connected to our program. Is there anything you need to appraise?”
“Yes, I saw soone else looking for you to appraise a treasure. He said it was porcelain from the Soho Dynasty, and he also said that it was a Jun kiln porcelain vase. You said it was fake.”
Ginny returned to the living room.
Braydon Neal and the others had quietly returned ho and saw that Little Ginny seed to be extrely busy.
Braydon raised his hand slightly, signaling for everyone to be quiet and wait outside the door to see what the little girl was doing.
In the video, Myles nodded. “Soho Dynasty porcelain is rare treasure. It’s very rare. The Jun kiln porcelain from that friend just now was obviously fake.”
“Oh, then help take a look. Are all my antiques real?”
Ginny took out a sky-blue brush and placed it on the table.
Myles’ eyes were wide open. Before he could say anything, soone in his live broadcast room kept spamming him with captions: “What the f*ck, the Soho Dynasty brush wash!”
“It has been preserved so well. It must be used by the royal court, right?”
“This is authentic!”
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The people in the live broadcast room kept spamming.
Myles stared at it for a long ti and was stunned. He did not dare to make a judgnt about it.
This was the drawback of appraising treasures online. Without looking closely at the real thing, one would not dare to comnt on such a priceless item that was highly suspected to be real.
“Is it fake?” Ginny said dejectedly. “My brother still has a lot at ho. Look, porcelain bottles, bowls, and plates.”
“Oh my God, Ru kiln brush wash, Ge kiln porcelain jade bottle, Ding kiln patterned bowl, Jun kiln begonia red, Guan kiln three-legged grass insect cauldron, these are lost national treasures!”
Myles grabbed his hair with both hands. He seed to have gone crazy.
He suspected that he was being played by a little girl today!
The rare treasures of the five famous kilns of the Soho Dynasty had actually been collected by soone.
How could this be possible!
It was rumored that only one of the three-legged grass insect porcelain cauldrons was refined during the Soho Dynasty. It was refined for a supre figure who led three armies.
This unique product had long been lost.
After a thousand years, it was impossible for it to be passed down. It was very likely that it would have been destroyed in the flas of war.
But today, it had actually appeared.
Ginny blinked. “My brother has a lot of such antiques at ho. Are they real?”
“In my entire life, I’ve only seen a piece of Jun kiln porcelain. It was just a fragnt of it. I don’t dare to make a judgnt!”
Myles’ face turned red as he recounted his experience.
It was because there were too few porcelains from the five famous kilns of the Soho Dynasty. Every complete piece was extrely rare.
Many appraisers had never seen Jun kiln porcelain before.
“Young lady,” Myles suggested, “I suggest that you find a specialized agency to produce a certificate for the antiques.”
“Alright, are these things worth anything?” Ginny was curious about the price.
The entire live broadcast room was silent. Many people were waiting for the stock price.
Myles took a deep breath and said, “Just this brush wash of the Soho Dynasty alone could be exchanged for a courtyard house in the capital. The lowest valuation would be a hundred million dollars. It might even be worth more than three hundred million dollars!”
Ginny stuck out her little pink tongue. The silly girl had no idea about the value of these things.
However, the Neal Corporation did not lack this bit of money.
The Neal family was ranked first among the seven great families and was second to none in Preston. The great families’ heritage was not sothing that ordinary people could imagine.
“Little girl, who is your brother?” Myles asked.
“His na is Braydon Neal. My brother is very handso!” Ginny said.
“Ginny, what are you doing?” Braydon had returned a long ti ago.
“Big Brother!”
Ginny’s eyes were filled with surprise as she asked, “Aren’t you in the capital? Why are you back so soon?”
“There’s a flight route specially opened up for the helicopter. It’s very convenient to go back and forth.” Braydon’s eyes were filled with love as he pinched the little girl’s nose.
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However, the video call was still on. The corner of Appraiser Myles’ mouth twitched slightly. From the conversation between the siblings, he could tell that they were from a wealthy family.
They used helicopters for their daily travel, and they had set up special routes.
What kind of divine being was this?
However, in the live broadcast room, a treasure friend from the capital saw the young man in white through the screen and was instantly shocked.
He quickly typed the words ‘Braydon Neal’ on the screen, followed by a series of exclamation marks.
Clearly, this was not the only person who recognized Braydon Neal.
On the screen, many people typed out the words “War God of the Northern Territory”, “Commander Neal of the Northern Army”, and so on.
The Northern King, who controlled a million northern army soldiers, was a hot topic on the internet!
The entire live broadcast room was in an uproar.
No one had expected that this little girl’s brother was actually the one and only Braydon Neal!
He was the living legend of the northern territory!
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Braydon quietly turned off the phone. He did not want his residence to be exposed to the public. Otherwise, the entire Neal family manor would not have peace in the future.
After all, the na Northern King alone could attract the attention of many.
“Did Sister Heather go to the parent-teacher eting today?” Braydon chuckled.
“No, I couldn’t get through to Sister Heather’s phone!” Ginny sighed.
“You adults are always busy,” she added.
Braydon did not know whether to laugh or cry. “Logan, contact the Sage family and ask Heather what she is doing. Her phone has been turned off for a day, which is sowhat worrying.”
“Understood!”
Logan Hall ca to the side and dialed Harold Sage’s phone. He bluntly said, “Harold, I’m Logan Hall from the Preston team. Young Master Braydon asked to ask if Miss Heather is at the Sage residence.”
“Heather went to Preston University and hasn’t returned ho yet. Isn’t she at the Neal residence?” Harold got up in his pajamas.
“Where was Miss Heather last seen?” Logan’s heart sank.
“She went to Preston University this morning!” Harold Sage on the balcony in his pajamas and quietly lit a cigarette.
The two people on the phone had an ominous feeling in their hearts.
It was already ten o’clock at night.
Heather Sage was a girl. She did not return to the Sage family’s house or go the Neal family’s house. Her phone was turned off. Sothing must have happened.
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