Rebirth Picking Leaks Started in 1992

Chapter 120 Professionalism in picking up leaks

Jiang Yuan looked at the ancient rack beside him. The rack was made of huanghuali, and the paste seemed to be from the late Qing Dynasty.

Even the armchair used for temporary rest next to it is from the mid-Qing Dynasty.

What's even more difficult is that there are all kinds of things in this exhibition hall, whether it's porcelain, calligraphy and painting, jade, gold and silverware, and all kinds of miscellaneous things.

Jiang Yuan looked at a gold ingot placed in the middle of the ancient shelf.

This is a gold ingot in the shape of a girdle, with a bright color and an inscription engraved on the bottom.

Jiang Yuan nodded, "The inscription is clear and stretched, the shape is beautiful and the coating is natural. It is a good thing."

Take another look at the nameplate next to it.

It clearly says:

‘The Jiajing gold ingot of the Ming Dynasty is 6.1 centimeters long, 2.45 centimeters wide, 3.9 centimeters thick, and weighs 364 grams.’

Only then did Jiang Yuan's eyes light up, and he truly felt that this was a good thing.

Tan Song also walked over, took a glance and said:

"It has always been said that there are no large gold ingots in our country. I didn't expect to see such a large gold ingot here."

Jiang Yuan nodded, "There are not many gold ingots from the Jiajing period of the Ming Dynasty that exist. I'm afraid there won't be more than ten."

“With this size, it’s a precedent.”

In Jiang Yuan's impression, there is a gold ingot of similar size in a museum in Luo City, Henan, which seems to be 0.1 grams lighter than this one.

In future generations, if this gold ingot were put on the auction block, it would fetch at least five million.

Even now, its value will not be less than one hundred thousand.

Jiang Yuan wanted to take a look at the price, but found that the three words "not for sale" were marked on the brand.

There is also a sentence from the treasure master at the end:

"It's just displayed for everyone to see. You don't have this thing, right? Are you envious?"

Jiang Yuan's head was suddenly filled with black lines. He looked at the treasure master's information again, Jiang Tong, sixty-five years old...

Giving up the idea of collecting this gold ingot, Jiang Yuan glanced around the entire exhibition hall and locked onto dozens of unusually bright lights.

After checking them one by one, I found that the owner of these things had no intention of taking action.

It is placed here just for communication and appreciation.

To put it nicely, it’s called mutual appreciation, but to put it more truthfully, it’s just showing off~

Jiang Yuanxin thought that if he put the Ming Xuande furnace here, it would probably blow up the entire Jiangdu antique circle in a few days.

Not to mention that Ye Zhiqiu still keeps a 'heart-changing bottle' in the bank, which Jiang Yuan regards as a priceless treasure.

Among the objects locked by Jiang Yuan, there is one last one left that has not been examined. This is also the painting with the strongest light in the exhibition hall.

This painting was hung on the wall in the northeast corner of the entire exhibition hall. At this time, two middle-aged men were talking quietly next to it.

Jiang Yuan noticed that although these two people were wearing suits and leather shoes, there was a hint of blackness about them.

Jiang Yuan suddenly had a suspicion in his mind that these two people were probably in contact with 'underground' things.

But it’s definitely not ‘touching the gold captain’!

Because Mojin Xiaowei engages in underground activities all year round and is affected by the special environment, his aura will become even colder.

One is tall and the other is short, the tall one is thin and the short one is fat.

When Tan Song saw Jiang Yuan looking at the two people, he couldn't help lowering his voice and said:

"Those two are both big names in Jiangdu's antique circle."

"Look at the short and fat one, his name is Ai Pang, and the tall and thin one, his name is Gao Shou."

"Both of them are engaged in miscellaneous things, and they have a lot of good things in their hands. Compared with their net worth in the entire Kyoto antique circle, I estimate that they can both be in the top ten."

Jiang Yuan's face was full of curiosity, "So where does your Tan family rank?"

A look of confidence appeared on Tan Song's face, "Top five."

"Is that fifth place?"

Jiang Yuan was a little surprised, "I thought your Tan family would rank first."

Tan Song rolled his eyes at Jiang Yuan, "Jiangdu is such a big city, it's pretty good to be ranked among the top five."

The other side.

Aipang looked at the ancient paintings hanging next to him, frowned and said:

"This painting was also painted by Miao Liang back then. I guess he must have better things at home."

Gao Shou shook his head, "After Miao Liang died, his elder brother sold all those things one by one and put them all into our pockets. If there really are such good things, we would have discovered them long ago."

Ai Pang said firmly:

"Miao Liang's gold-touching skills back then were better than all his colleagues in Jiangdu. I don't believe he only had such a good thing."

"Maybe he has been hiding for a long time, but even his eldest brother doesn't know about it."

"Doesn't he have a daughter?" Gao Shou said lightly:

"If it doesn't work, just 'invite' his daughter to ask."

Aipang nodded, "That's exactly what I thought."

"I've sent someone to find her. She'll be there in a moment. Don't let anything slip then."

Gao Shou said with a smile on his face, "We have been working together for so many years, and you still can't trust me."

The two looked at each other and smiled, but their smile was sinister.

Jiang Yuan slowly walked over at this time and asked with a smile:

"You two, is this painting yours?"

Jiang Yuan slowly walked over and looked at the ancient painting of mother and son monkeys hanging on the wall, "It's so beautiful."

The background of this ink painting is rolling mountains, with a little monkey squatting on the shoulder of the mother monkey, which means "having a backer to be a prince for generations to come", and there are no less than ten seals stamped on it.

It shows that this painting has been collected by many famous people, especially the collection seal of the official Ministry of Internal Affairs. The value of these seals is higher than the painting itself.

But there is no information about the author on this painting.

Ai Pang suddenly became wary when he saw that Jiang Yuan looked unfamiliar.

When he saw Tan Song was there, he laughed again:

"Tan Song, I haven't seen you for a long time. What has your dad been busy with recently?"

Tan Song smiled, "Uncle Ai and Uncle Gao are both busy people, how can they see me often?

"My dad is busy all day long. As you know, the coal mines at home are not doing well, and the pawn shops and antique shops often have problems. My dad is often running around and busy during this time."

"You kid, you're showing off in front of us," Gao Shou smiled and looked at Jiang Yuan, "Tan Song, who is this little brother?"

"Oh, this is my good brother Jiang Yuan," Tan Song introduced:

"Jiang Yuan is from Binhai, and his attainments in antiques are even better than my father's."

When Gao Shou and Ai Pang heard this, their first feeling was that they didn't believe it. After all, Tan Song was always talking nonsense, and they couldn't tell whether it was a joke or not.

"Xiaojiang, right?" Ai Pang smiled and nodded, "Do you have any ideas about this painting?"

Jiang Yuan nodded, "This picture of a mother and a monkey is exquisitely crafted and has a very good meaning. Especially these seals, they are worth collecting."

Ai Pang and Gao Shou looked at each other. They put this painting in the Jinhui Club just to sell it.

It's just that the prices offered by some people before were not satisfactory to them, so they stayed.

They are not dedicated to collecting, and no matter how good the antiques are, they are not as attractive as banknotes.

"Since Xiao Jiang asked about the price and you are Tan Song's friend, let me give you a reference."

Ai Pang smiled and said, "Half a month ago, Liu Bingtian, a famous calligraphy and painting collector in Jiangdu, bought over 200,000 yuan, but I didn't sell it."

Jiang Yuan knew in his heart that the current value of this painting was indeed more than 200,000. The reasonable price should be around 250,000 to 300,000, and the value in future generations would be measured in hundreds of millions.

Jiang Yuan thought for a moment and found that after his rebirth, he seemed to have never spent a lot of money collecting things.

Whether it's the big Doucai pot collected at the ghost market yesterday, or the Ming Xuande stove I got from Bai's house some time ago, or the top-quality Tianhuang seal, etc., they basically only cost a small amount of money.

The value of this painting is less than that of the Xuande Furnace of the Ming Dynasty, but it is similar. If you spend less than 300,000 yuan to buy it, you will not lose money.

But... I always feel a little uncomfortable.

If you are a dignified picker and buy things at market prices, wouldn’t you be committing suicide?

After thinking about it, Jiang Yuan shook his head and said: "About that, I would probably only be able to see this price."

"After all, the future market situation of calligraphy and painting is still uncertain."

Aipang said 'hmm', but didn't say anything more.

In his opinion, it was strange for Jiang Yuan to be able to afford his own painting at such a young age.

Jiang Yuan suddenly smiled, "But I really like this painting."

"How about we change the transaction method."

Ai Pang and Gao Shou frowned at the same time, "What method?"

"If you give me this painting, I can help you solve a big problem."

"deliver?"

Ai Pang's face darkened, "Xiao Jiang, you are just entertaining us."