Rebirth Picking Leaks Started in 1992

Chapter 169

When Binzi walked out, Geng Yuhuai locked the door directly from the inside, and then took Jiang Yuan upstairs.

There are two bedrooms on the second floor, and the largest room is used as a warehouse.

Geng Yuhuai took off a bunch of keys from his waist and opened three iron doors one after another before entering the warehouse.

Jiang Yuan followed him in and immediately saw hundreds of antiques that emitted a strong light.

Geng Yuhuai smiled proudly, pointed at the Bogu racks around him and said slowly:

"These are all exquisite products in my shop. I dare say that I am the only antique shop with so many good things in the whole Ji City."

Jiang Yuan smiled and shook his head, "What I want is collection-level stuff."

"These things of yours are very good, but they still don't arouse my interest."

Geng Yuhuai stared at Jiang Yuan closely, "Boy, are you here to cause trouble?"

"I can tell you, anyone who comes to my Treasure Building to cause trouble will not end well!"

Jiang Yuan waved his hand, "Who is kidding you?"

"Take out the treasure of your store."

Geng Yuhuai thought for a few seconds, nodded and said:

"Just wait."

After saying that, he walked to the end of the room, where there was a large safe.

There are only three items in the safe.

Geng Yuhuai put on gloves and carefully took out a bronze mirror with a diameter of about fifteen centimeters.

This bronze mirror is covered with patina, but the dragon pattern on it is clear and vivid.

In terms of appearance alone, this is better than any bronze mirror Jiang Yuan has ever seen in his previous life.

"Mirror with dragon pattern in the Warring States Period", Geng Yuhuai folded his hands on his chest and looked at Jiang Yuan with pride, "How about it? Can you afford it?"

Jiang Yuan smiled.

"It's a good treasure. Let me know the price."

Geng Yuhuai directly raised two fingers and said, "Two hundred thousand!"

Jiang Yuan nodded lightly, "If the coating is intact, the price of 200,000 yuan is not high."

"It's a pity that the patina is ruined and it's a waste to make it new."

Geng Yuhuai's face became a little unnatural. This bronze mirror was obtained by his father more than thirty years ago.

When Geng Yuhuai was a child, he was ignorant. Seeing that the bronze mirror was stained with rust, he polished it with sandpaper.

At that time, Old Man Geng tied Geng Yuhuai to a pillar, and two of the canes were broken.

Originally, Old Man Geng planned to collect this bronze mirror as a family heirloom, but something like this happened. He could only find a way to re-make it old, and then put it in the store as a treasure.

But in the eyes of a true connoisseur, the old look can be seen at a glance.

What's funny is that most people age new imitations, but this old man aged a 2,000-year-old bronze mirror.

Geng Yuhuai was very angry when Jiang Yuan saw the flaw.

When he heard Jiang Yuan say he wanted a good 'collectible' item, he immediately thought of the bronze mirror in the safe.

He thought that the thing that had been in his hands for decades would finally be let go.

But Jiang Yuan saw through the problem at a glance.

"If the patella is not damaged, do you think I would be willing to sell this treasure?"

Jiang Yuan said 'hmm' and said, "Bring the other two things over and take a look. You can keep this bronze mirror to stand on the table legs."

Once the coating on this bronze mirror is destroyed, its value is reduced to less than one-tenth.

However, Jiang Yuan has always been a person who pursues perfection in his antique business.

Geng Yuhuai had no choice but to take back the bronze mirror, and then took out a piece of porcelain and a piece of jade from the safe.

Jiang Yuan was very interested at first, but after taking a second look, he sighed.

I finally understand why people call me Geng Papi.

Together with the bronze mirror just now, these three items are indeed qualified to be the treasures of the store.

But the key is, they are all leftovers!

Although the repair work on that piece of porcelain was exquisite, Jiang Yuan looked through it and saw several fine cracks.

The jade article even had a missing corner, which was later repaired using ancient jade from the same era and the same material.

Geng Yuhuai's jaw almost dropped to the ground.

His father said that the repairs on these two items were made by Gu Xiufu, a master of antique restoration. Even the most powerful player in the industry would never be able to see the flaws with the naked eye.

But now, in just one or two minutes, the young man in front of him actually saw everything?

Geng Yuhuai was extremely depressed.

"If you can't afford it, just say you can't afford it. Why are you picking on such faults?"

Geng Yuhuai had a dark face, as if he wanted to drive people away.

Jiang Yuan was not interested in staying any longer, so he turned around and left.

Suddenly, Jiang Yuan's eyes fell on a painting on the ground in the corner.

The painting is about half a meter high and about a meter wide. It is framed quite well, but it is leaning casually against the corner, as if it is some unfashionable garbage.

But this piece of 'trash' that was not taken seriously suddenly emitted a strong light in Jiang Yuan's sight.

"Can you let me see that oil painting?"

Geng Yuhuai glanced at the picture in the corner that had something to say, and waved his hand impatiently, "Are you interested in that thing? I said you can't afford expensive ones, so what are you pretending to be?"

Jiang Yuan's eyes narrowed, "You talk too much, so I asked you if you could read it."

"Whatever you want," Geng Yuhuai sat down on the chair, "A boy who studied painting sold it to me. I must say that this painting is full of artistic flavor."

"I believed his evil deeds. His art has a **** aura. What kind of paintings are there? It's a mess. It's been sitting in the store for two years, but no one cares about it."

Jiang Yuan smiled meaningfully.

This oil painting is in an abstract style. The upper part is a dark blue magical sky. Dozens of abstract crows seem to be trapped in the vortex of the sky and stand still.

The lower part is a golden wheat field that surges like a tide. In the middle of the wheat field, a vague muddy road stretches forward, deep into the sky.

At first glance, this is just a messy oil painting, as if it was splashed directly with oil paint.

If you look closely, you will find that every stroke is just right. Whether it is the layout or the artistic conception, it can convey the chaos and confusion of the artist when painting.

Despair, but full of longing for hope.

For a moment, Jiang Yuan was immersed in the artistic conception of this painting and became fascinated.

"Wheat fields...and...crows..."

Jiang Yuan couldn't help but say the name of this oil painting.

"That bullshit wheat field and crows look like a child's graffiti to me."

Jiang Yuan slowly shook his head and did not argue with Geng Yuhuai.

After all, not everyone has artistic talent.

"Make a price."

Geng Yuhuai looked weird, "Do you really want it?"

Jiang Yuan nodded, "The painting is not very good. As you said, it might be some kid who made graffiti."

"But I just like it."

"You're silly," Geng Yuhuai smiled, "I paid fifty for this painting. If you want it, two hundred."

Jiang Yuan: "Fifteen."

Geng Yuhuai was stunned for a moment, "I have never done a loss-making business."

"I never do bad business," Jiang Yuan grinned, "How about you throw it away as trash? I'll go find someone who studies art to buy such a painting for a few dollars."

Geng Yuhuai hesitated.

He really planned to throw the painting away.

"Little brother, a lot of money can't buy you like it. If you only pay fifteen yuan, how can you show that you like it?"

"Besides, look at how good the painting is and how artistic it is. It might be the work of a famous painter."

"Then why don't you keep it for yourself?"

When Geng Yuhuai saw that Jiang Yuan had no intention of adding more money, his face immediately fell, "Okay, okay, fifteen is fifteen, pay the money, take this rag and leave."

Jiang Yuan smiled, took out fifteen dollars from his pocket and handed it to Geng Yuhuai, then picked up the oil painting and went straight downstairs.

Geng Yuhuai opened the door and urged Jiang Yuan to leave.

Jiang Yuan didn't see old man Geng, and he didn't want to wait any longer. He stepped out of the threshold and planned to leave.

But a taxi suddenly stopped outside the door, and Old Geng got out of the car.

He looked tired and had a lot of bandages on his body. It seemed that he encountered many dangers when he left the Wandering Valley.

Seeing Jiang Yuan coming out, he glanced at the oil painting Jiang Yuan was carrying, and then looked at Geng Yuhuai, "How much did this piece of junk sell for?"

Geng Yuhuai sighed, "Fifteen."

Old Man Geng said ‘hmm’, “It’s better than throwing it away.”

When Jiang Yuan heard this, he burst into laughter.

It seems that the knowledge of these two father and son is still a little shallow, and they are still in a state of ignorance about foreign works of art.

The author of this painting "Wheat Field and Crows" is a famous Dutch abstract artist. His name is: Vincent William Van Gogh!

That’s right, it’s that Van Gogh!

Jiang Yuan did not expect that he would pick up a huge leak in such a dramatic way, nor did he expect that the first foreign art piece he acquired after his rebirth would be such a precious oil painting.