Rebirth Picking Leaks Started in 1992

Chapter 173

About half an hour later, a black Audi 100 parked outside Jubao Building.

The driver stopped the car, and the bodyguard in the passenger seat quickly ran down and opened the door for the person in the back seat.

The man who got out of the car was wearing a light blue suit, a white shirt, and a pair of glasses. The leather shoes under his feet were shiny and looked very delicate.

Judging from his age, he should be in his thirties, with no expression on his face.

As soon as he entered the door, Geng Yuhuai stood up with a smile and greeted him.

"Master Lu, you are here."

Lu Qun said nothing, but looked at Geng Changlin and Jiang Yuan.

Geng Changlin stood up with a smile, "Young Master Geng came so quickly, Yu Huai, go and take out my treasured Longjing."

Lu Qun still had no expression on his face. He sat down on a chair and naturally crossed his legs.

The bodyguard stood behind him, as if no strangers were allowed to enter.

After more than a minute, Lu Qun slowly spoke:

"What's your name? Where are you from?"

"Jiang Yuan, from Sichuan."

Lu Qun said softly, "Hmm," "What is your family's business? Are you married or have children?"

Jiang Yuan suddenly frowned, "Master Lu, are you here to do business, or are you here to investigate my background?"

"How can I make a deal with you without investigating your details?"

Jiang Yuan smiled, shook his head and said:

"The rules in the industry are to talk about money, not status."

"I have money. It's up to you whether you want to do my business. As for the question you asked, I'm sorry, I'm too lazy to answer it."

Lu Qun frowned slightly, "If you want to buy my stuff, you have to follow my rules."

Jiang Yuan said 'hehe' and stood up directly, "According to what you said, do I have to ask you clearly about your identity and the origin of the things in your hand?"

"I hope Mr. Lu will understand that since it's a business, both parties are fair. If you think I didn't follow your rules, then just don't sell to me."

Lu Qun's brows furrowed a little deeper. In the past, when those people saw him, they all looked groveling.

Doesn’t the boy in front of him know what his name, Lu Qun, represents in Jishi? Or is he a dragon crossing the river, and his identity should not be underestimated?

Seeing Lu Qun looking at him, Geng Changlin lowered his voice and said:

"Young Master Lu, I have never seen him before. He has only been in Jishi for two days, so he probably doesn't know your identity."

Lu Qun nodded and then got down to business.

"I have a lot of good things in my hands. How much money do you have?"

Jiang Yuan raised five fingers and said with a smile:

"Fifty thousand funds."

Lu Qun was slightly surprised. Five hundred thousand was not a small amount for the Lu family.

If a single transaction exceeds 500,000 yuan, it should not be underestimated.

Lu Qun nodded and saw the bodyguard behind him pull out a stack of color photos from his bag, walk up to Jiang Yuan and hand them to him.

Jiang Yuan took it and started to look through it.

Not everything is precious.

River

After picking and choosing, I selected seven or eight photos.

One of the photos shows a pair of 'blue-glazed white fish and algae pattern tureen bowls from the Yongzheng period of the Qing Dynasty'.

Jiang Yuan estimated that the auction price of this pair of tureens in later generations should be around eight million.

It seems that Lu Qun really has a lot of good things in his hands, and the first thing gave Jiang Yuan such a big surprise.

The second photo selected also shows a pair of objects from the Yongzheng period of the Qing Dynasty, 'coral red ground foreign color bowls with floral patterns to celebrate the Nine Autumn Festival'.

Looking at the selected photos again, Jiang Yuan couldn't help but nodded with satisfaction.

Among these things, the one that interests Jiang Yuan the most is a letter.

If it is genuine, Jiang Yuan will definitely find a way to get it.

Jiang Yuan pulled out this photo, pointed to the letter on it and said:

"How does Mr. Lu plan to sell this letter?"

Although the Lu family is engaged in antique business, Lu Qun doesn't know much about antiques.

These things were all valued by Geng Changlin in advance.

Geng Changlin estimated the price at 150,000 to 300,000.

Obviously, Geng Changlin also saw the value of this letter.

"Five hundred thousand," Lu Qun said slowly, "This is the best thing I have."

Jiang Yuan smiled and shook his head, "Whether it's worth the price or not, you have to see the real thing to know."

"It's okay to look at things, but once the transaction is confirmed, I want to see the money immediately."

Jiang Yuan nodded, "No problem."

Lu Qun gave Geng Changlin a look, then stood up and left directly.

Geng Changlin asked Geng Yuhuai to close the door, then stopped a taxi and motioned Jiang Yuan to get in.

Twenty minutes later.

The car stopped by an alley.

Geng Changlin took the lead into the alley, and Geng Yuhuai walked at the back, looking behind him constantly, as if to see if anyone was following him.

Their mysterious appearance immediately made Jiang Yuan wary.

There are many criss-crossing alleys in this residential area. If Jiang Yuan didn't have an outstanding memory, he would probably get lost.

After walking for more than ten minutes, Geng Changlin arrived at a dilapidated residential building.

The door of a room on the third floor.

Lu Qun's bodyguard was standing outside the door. When he saw Geng Changlin and his son bringing Jiang Yuan over, he walked to the stairs and looked down to make sure no one was following him before nodding.

Opening the door, Jiang Yuan found that this room was a unique place.

The room was renovated, with wool carpets on the floor, and the walls of several rooms were removed, turning it into a large room of more than 100 square meters.

There are several sets of antique shelves in the room, and the things in the photos are all placed on the shelves one by one.

Only the letters that Jiang Yuan was interested in were missing.

Jiang Yuan sat down on the sofa and looked at Lu Qun who was sitting across from him, "Young Master Lu, you don't want to waste your time. I have selected a few things from the photos and can take them out."

Lu Qun waved his hand and saw Geng Changlin walking to the book shelf and taking the things Jiang Yuan had chosen one by one.

The things were placed on the table in front of Jiang Yuan. Jiang Yuan glanced at them and made sure they were genuine.

But Jiang Yuan didn't rush to play with it. Instead, he looked at Geng Changlin and asked, "Where is that letter?"

Geng Changlin smiled and looked at Lu Qun, "Master Lu, the letter is in the safe..."

Lu Qun said 'hmm', got up and walked to the safe in the corner, entered the password that only he knew, and then took out the letter.

Seeing the real thing, Jiang Yuan couldn't help but get excited.

But there was no emotion at all on Jiang Yuan's face.

Jiang Yuan looked at it carefully for a while, and he already understood it in his heart.

This letter is actually a "Military Post" written by Zeng Gong, one of the Eight Great Masters of the Tang and Song Dynasties, when he was 62 years old.

You must know that the works left by Zeng Gong are extremely rare, so this letter can be regarded as an orphan.

Moreover, calligraphy and painting works have always been a hot spot in the collection circle, and their market value will continue to grow in future generations.

Moreover, the material of this letter is jute paper.

Jute paper is rare, especially during the Tang and Song Dynasties.

That letters from that time can be so well preserved can only mean one thing.

This letter has been in a state of hypoxia.

What anti-oxidation measures could be taken in ancient times?

It can only mean that this letter was only seen a few years ago.

Jiang Yuan didn't care about this. He bought it from Lu Qun through formal channels.

In terms of value, every word of this 124-word letter is priceless.

In future auctions, Jiang Yuan is sure that it will cause a sensation and the transaction price will definitely exceed the two small targets (200 million).

"How about it?" Geng Changlin smiled confidently, "If you understand the value of this thing, you should know that the price of 500,000 yuan is not expensive at all."

Jiang Yuan shook his head and smiled.

"Can you tell me why it's not expensive?"

Geng Changlin frowned, "Do you think I didn't get it right?"

Jiang Yuan continued to shake his head, "I just want to hear your side of the story."

"What's there to say about this? Zeng Gong's only surviving piece, made of jute paper, is in such perfect condition and has such high calligraphy skills. What else is there to say?"

Jiang Yuan looked at Lu Qun with a smile, "What do you think, Mr. Lu?"

Lu Qun frowned slightly, "Geng Changlin is my advisor, and his words are mine."

"Is that so?"

Jiang Yuan suddenly picked up a photo and pointed to a piece of porcelain on the table, "What's Boss Geng's valuation for this thing?"

Geng Changlin said directly: "Fifty thousand is not a very precious thing."

Jiang Yuan slapped the table and laughed loudly: "I want it!"

"Where are these tureens from the Qianlong period?"

"One hundred thousand."

"I want it!"

Jiang Yuan slapped the table one after another without any intention of bargaining.

Geng Changlin looked ecstatic, "It turns out I was wrong, old man. I'm not a stingy person. You're awesome!"

But Jiang Yuan's smile was somewhat meaningful.

Lu Qun's brows also knitted together unconsciously.

Jiang Yuan's behavior was abnormal.