A Crazy Love Proposal
Chapter 185 - 185 101 Your Mother and I are Old

Chapter 185: Chapter 101: Your Mother and I are Old Acquaintances (Part 2) Chapter 185: Chapter 101: Your Mother and I are Old Acquaintances (Part 2) It finally gave Zhao Qin the opportunity to show off. With an air of mystery, she lightly coughed and said, “I really don’t know about this. I do know that Xiaoyang has been chasing Yuwan for many years, but I’m not sure about the recent developments.”

The other party was annoyed, “Oh, the Yang Family has a keen eye for gems. I should have settled with you early, letting my child grow up with Yuwan like childhood sweethearts.”

“I really was foolish, Qin sister’s daughter must be outstanding. How did I not settle a marriage with you back then? Otherwise, by now, Yuwan and my child could have been childhood sweethearts.”

If it were Yang Ni, their sons probably wouldn’t even stand a chance.

Who in this generation can compare with Xiaoyang the mentor?

Young and promising, truly young and promising.

Zhu Nongzhang, looking at the clearly delighted expression on Zhao Qin’s face, felt increasingly uncomfortable.

It’s just recognizing a few old buttons, and they make it sound so grand, trying to snatch Yuwan away. What’s the point of putting on such an act for Auntie Qin? Can recognizing a button really prove she’s outstanding?

Auntie Qin was never like this before.

Why does everyone only look at Yun Yuwan, even though she knew Auntie Qin earlier?

Can just any Tom, Dick, or Harry become Auntie Qin’s daughter?

Meanwhile, Zhao Qin was still basking in the praises of everyone, not sparing Zhu Nongzhang beside her a single glance.

On the other hand, Yun Yuwan followed the old lady across the veranda and through the courtyard, finally entering a secret chamber behind a hidden door.

As soon as it opened, the central air conditioning that maintained the buttons in constant temperature and humidity made her shiver from the cold.

The old lady turned back and looked at her with a smile in her fine, elongated old eyes, which were still clear and lively like green pears, revealing no dullness of old age:

“Cold, aren’t you, Azou? Get a cashmere shawl for the young lady.”

A middle-aged woman, whose hair was also neatly combed, provided Yun Yuwan with an exquisitely wide cashmere shawl.

Yun Yuwan quickly expressed her thanks.

Wrapped in the shawl, she walked into the inner room which was filled with Huanghuali wood and glass display cabinets, luxurious and spacious at a glance.

Yun Yuwan passed by each cabinet in turn.

Kingfisher feather buttons, celadon buttons, diamond buttons, ivory buttons, colored glass mosaic gold buttons…

They were housed in wooden boxes, wrapped with high-quality plush velvet fabric.

Any set of buttons there was of great value, priceless and incomparable.

Button collecting is such a niche field that no large-scale professional collection channels have formed. To collect good buttons, one must dig deep, sourcing from bankrupt button factories, unnamed private collectors, and various auction houses to find the styles they like.

The room itself was at least two hundred square meters, with over a thousand sets of buttons. This wasn’t a collection that one could accumulate by playing for just a few years.

Madame Zhu looked back and saw her completely mesmerized, truly appreciating the collection, and couldn’t help feeling the joy of encountering a kindred spirit.

Finally, someone understood her collection, each piece a unique treasure.

The old lady beckoned to her softly, “Child, come take a look at this set of buttons.”

Regaining her composure, Yun Yuwan followed and saw a set of dome-shaped glass buttons before her.

Madame Zhu deliberately spoke in riddles, her face wearing a kind smile, “Can you guess from which era these are?”

The set of buttons was preserved so new and intact that saying they were produced yesterday would have been plausible, they were quite deceptive.

Yun Yuwan recognized them at a glance and couldn’t help exclaiming with joy, “Hound, fox; these are buttons from the 18th century UK, right? Hunting-themed buttons were popular back then; the nobles thought they were very spirited.”

Madame Zhu Yaoqing laughed in surprise and joy, “Yes, exactly right!”

It was also the first time Yuwan had seen the actual items, previously only having seen them online.

Yuwan pressed her hands excitedly against the bulletproof glass, “Reverse intaglio, carving indentations in the glass and then coloring to depict the imagery, and then setting them into a copper base. This kind of craft is not so common nowadays.”

Her eyes sparkling with anticipation, she said, “Grandma, you actually managed to acquire such buttons.”

The old lady’s face flushed with excitement, for a moment she forgot the age difference between them:

“I found them at a small town auction in a minor country when I could still travel around more than a decade ago, for just three hundred.”

Yuwan was astonished, “These buttons for only three hundred? In Euros?”

Madame Zhu Yaoqing gestured an ‘ok’ sign, “Equivalent to three hundred RMB.”

Yuwan couldn’t help but sigh, “Grandma, your luck is really too good.”

“Luck? It’s just so-so,” the old lady boasted, knowing that Yun Yuwan really understood her passion. She was moved and opened another secret door, leading her further in to see the more intimate part of her collection, “Have you seen this before?”

Yuwan answered without hesitation to every question, “Satsuma Buttons, the surface of the buttons is made of White Satsuma Porcelain with cracked glaze, popular in Japan previously.”