Rebirth Picking Leaks Started in 1992

Jiang Yuan was already prepared in his heart. As long as this business failed, he would immediately rush to buy this large Doucai jar.

The man squatted in front of the stall and hesitated for a long time. Finally he slowly stood up, took out a pen and paper and wrote a sentence.

'I don't have enough money right now. Let's discuss it. Don't sell it yet. When I get enough money, I'll close the deal at the price you said.'

Everyone immediately understood why this man had been silent. It turned out that he couldn't speak.

Jiang Yuan's face tightened. If the stall owner agreed, he would miss out on this good treasure.

Even though this large doucai jar is not as exquisite as the 'Chenghua Doucai Chicken Cup' from 2014, it is better because of its size. With such a rarity, it would be worth tens of millions in future generations.

It’s perfect for your own collection!

The stall owner hesitated and wanted to nod, but the next moment he shook his head and refused.

He is not a serious businessman. He dares to come to the ghost market because he can hide his identity here.

If you really want to trade outside the ghost market, and you are not familiar with this person, what if something happens...

Seeing the stall owner shaking his head, the buyer immediately stood up dejectedly.

She turned back and stared at the large doucai jar several times before reluctantly wanting to leave.

As soon as he took a step, the stall owner stretched out his hand, thinking that he could sell it.

Jiang Yuan stepped forward before the stall owner asked him to stay.

The crowd who originally thought there was no excitement to see and wanted to hurry up and visit the ghost market stopped again.

I saw Jiang Yuan squatting in front of the stall, taking out a small flashlight, and pretending to be serious about inspecting the large Doucai jar.

"The workmanship is good. Even if it's a replica, it's still a high imitation. It's good to use as a decoration."

"Ten yuan, I bought it."

The stall owner was very happy to see Jiang Yuan's interest.

But when he heard Jiang Yuan's quote of 'ten yuan', he was so angry that he wanted to take off his mask and spit on Jiang Yuan's face.

"Are you causing trouble?"

Jiang Yuan stretched out his hand with a smile, "Then you quote a price, and if I can accept it, the deal will be made. Don't worry, I will never counter-offer."

When Jiang Yuan said he would not bargain, the stall owner was ecstatic, thinking he had met some young man who didn't care about money.

But Jiang Yuan's next words made him so angry that he wanted to hit someone.

"Anyway, if I think the price you quoted is too high, I'll just turn around and leave."

"You can quote the fixed price."

This time it was the stall owner's turn to be in a dilemma. He was unwilling if the price was low, but he was afraid that Jiang Yuan would not accept the price if the price was high.

After a few seconds, the stall owner covered his and Jiang Yuan's hands with black cloth and made a number.

"One thousand and five?"

Jiang Yuan secretly scolded the stall owner for being greedy, but still smiled and said:

"Forget it, I can't accept your price."

Jiang Yuan was about to get up as he spoke.

The stall owner opened his mouth, but he didn't say what he wanted to say.

Jiang Yuan asked tentatively, "How about I pay back the price?"

The stall owner nodded quickly, "You pay back the price, and you must pay it back once. If I don't agree, then this business will end here."

Jiang Yuan nodded, stretched out his hand and made a 'six six six' gesture with the stall owner.

The stall owner couldn't help but sigh in his heart. Just now, the price he quoted to the buyer standing next to him was 600, but he didn't expect that he couldn't get it.

How can we adjust 666? Is the deal done?

The stall owner coughed dryly and said, "Let's do it together."

Everyone around was confused. Didn’t they say they wouldn’t even bargain?

Can't we be more sincere between people?

Jiang Yuan nodded at this time, took out seven hundred-yuan bills and handed them to the stall owner, and then picked up the big pot of Dou Cai.

Everyone around was stunned. The stall owner sold this thing to Jiang Yuan for 700 yuan, but not to the person in front of him. What does it mean?

They all looked at the previous seller standing next to them, their eyes full of speechlessness.

"If you can't get a few hundred yuan out, why are you going to a ghost market?"

But this man didn't make any move, he just kept staring at the big pot of Doucai in Jiang Yuan's arms.

Jiang Yuan weighed the weight and found that this thing was too big. It would be too troublesome to carry it around the ghost market.

"Da Shan, give me a hug. Let's go to the 'treasure depository' to store it temporarily."

Zhu Dashan nodded, no matter whether the people next to him said that Jiang Yuan was a "foolish man with a lot of money" or that Jiang Yuan was a stick, he chose to believe Jiang Yuan.

This jar is definitely extraordinary!

Tan Song was also puzzled. He stared at Jiang Yuan and thought that Jiang Yuan didn't look like a fool.

What's more, Jiang Yuan's performance at his Tan Gu Lou yesterday morning is enough to show that his attainments in the antique field are much better than those of many in the industry.

Jiang Yuan led the two of them forward, wanting to find the 'treasure depository' prepared by the organizer to store this 'big pot of fighting colors'.

Zhu Dashan suddenly warned:

"Jiang Yuan, that person was following us just now."

When Jiang Yuan turned around, he saw the man walking about five meters behind him.

Jiang Yuan suddenly laughed, "You haven't given up yet? What you didn't take just now, maybe you can grind it out with the stall owner again, and it will be yours."

But the man still didn't speak. When Jiang Yuan took a step, he followed suit.

After walking out for several dozen meters, he was still following behind.

Jiang Yuan couldn't help it anymore and said angrily:

"I said can you please stop following us?"

The man still didn't speak.

Helpless, Jiang Yuan waved his hand, "Whatever you want."

With that said, the three of them walked to the 'treasure depository'.

This is an empty room with rows of safes inside.

Eight strong men wearing red masks and over two meters tall stood in a row at the door.

This is called the ‘Eight Great Vajras’.

Jiang Yuan glanced at it and saw that several safes were already labeled.

An old man who also wore a red mask glanced at Jiang Yuan. When his eyes fell on the 'Big Doucai Jar' in Zhu Dashan's arms, he suddenly said 'eh'.

"Are you sure this is worth renting a safe?"

Jiang Yuan nodded and smiled:

"What price?"

"One thousand," the old man said slowly: "Put the things here and have to take them away before dawn. It will be late."

"During this period, we keep things safe."

Jiang Yuan nodded, took out a thousand yuan in cash and handed it over, and then personally put the 'Big Jar of Doucai' into a safe of suitable size.

Then Jiang Yuan wrote a "secret message" on the label, as well as a series of numbers, and also wrote his name.

This is equivalent to a password. When you take something out, you have to get a label and write down the 'secret word', number and name again. Only then can you take the thing away.

This will prevent anyone from pretending to claim it.

Tan Song was extremely depressed. He bought something for 700 yuan, but he actually had to spend 1,000 yuan to rent a safe.

Jiang Yuan did not explain, but turned around and walked out of the 'treasure depository'.

Tan Song was speechless, "You rented the safe, why don't you put the short knife you bought in it? I don't think there's still a lot of space in the box?"

Jiang Yuan was stunned for a moment, "That's right."

But just when Jiang Yuan was about to take out the dagger, he suddenly realized why his arms were empty?

When he reached out and touched it, Jiang Yuan's expression suddenly changed.

Seeing Jiang Yuan freeze, Zhu Dashan quickly asked, "What's wrong?"

"Gone!"

Zhu Dashan turned back instantly and stared at the man who had been following him a few meters away, "He was the only one who bumped into you!"

Jiang Yuan suddenly became furious and rushed towards the man.

"You are so brave, you still dare to follow me after stealing something!"

When the man saw this formation, he quickly turned around and ran away.

But Jiang Yuan was very fast, and he caught up with him in less than ten seconds. He grabbed the man by the collar, causing him to stumble and fall to the ground.

Jiang Yuan said coldly: "Hand over the things to me!"

But the man kept shaking his head, indicating that he didn't take anything from Jiang Yuan.

"You still don't admit it!"

Jiang Yuan was so angry that his eyes seemed to be spitting fire, "I'll give you two seconds, if you don't take it out, I'll send you to the 'Red Mask' and see if they beat you half to death!"

"

The red mask refers to the person responsible for maintaining order in the ghost market.

The man's body trembled, but he still shook his head.

Jiang Yuan was so angry that his back molars were almost broken. Such a good short knife had huge room for appreciation in the future. He bought it and didn't play with it properly, but it was actually stolen!

"Then don't blame me for searching you!"

As soon as these words came out, the man quickly covered his chest and shouted in panic: "I didn't steal from you..."

Before he finished speaking, Jiang Yuan's right hand reached into his clothes arrogantly and pulled it from left to right a few times, but did not touch the short knife.

Jiang Yuan was angry and looked back at Zhu Dashan and Tan Song: "Let's send him to the 'treasure depository' and let the group of red masks deal with him!"

But Jiang Yuan found that Tan Song and Zhu Dashan were stunned on the spot.

The next moment, Jiang Yuan's body seemed to be electrified. His body trembled, and he suddenly turned back to look at the man he was holding.

"You can talk? You're still a woman!!!"