Rebirth Picking Leaks Started in 1992

The trust store had been vacant for seven or eight years, and this time it was renovated into an antique store. Jiang Yuan planned to keep everything simple and only pursue 'security' and 'privacy'.

According to Jiang Yuan's plan, the outer room was used to display some low- to medium-grade antiques, while the inner room was used as a reception room. The real treasure house was in the basement of the inner room.

After briefly communicating with the decoration team, Jiang Yuan took a taxi and rushed to Jiabaoxuan.

Zhu Dashan reminded that Deng Wen, the owner of Guyun Tea House, might have a big problem, and he would have to discuss this matter with Zhu Wei.

Jiabao Xuan.

Zhu Wei was teaching Liu Shiqi some antique knowledge. When he saw Jiang Yuan entering the door, he instantly smiled and said;

"Brother Jiang, why did you come here so early in the morning?"

Jiang Yuan greeted Liu Shiqi and pointed upstairs, "Brother Zhu, let's talk upstairs."

After going upstairs, Jiang Yuan said directly:

"Brother Zhu, Dashan said there might be something wrong with Deng Wen, so let me tell you to be careful about what he does."

To Jiang Yuan's surprise, Zhu Wei nodded and was not confused.

"I have already guessed about this," Zhu Wei said slowly: "Before Sun Dabiao married Deng Wen's sister, he was just a worker in a ceramics factory, and Deng Wen often provided financial help."

"Last year, Dashan deposed Sun Hong. Sun Dabiao was so angry that he threatened to kill Dashan, but at the critical moment, he spared Dashan."

Jiang Yuan frowned, "Why?"

Zhu Wei snorted coldly, "I found out later that Deng Wen offended a big shot because of a batch of mahogany. He was probably afraid of leaving evidence of guilt, so he asked Sun Dabiao to endure it."

"This time Dashan and the others come back, I have been worried that they will take revenge again."

Jiang Yuan nodded. People like Deng Wen were in the antique furniture business on the surface, but secretly they were probably smuggling some high-end wood and were walking on the edge of the red line all year round.

"I will pay attention to this matter," Jiang Yuan said slowly: "There is one more thing I want to ask Brother Zhu for help."

"I have a batch of precious antiques that I want to sell, and the time is set in three days."

"I have bought the trust store attached to the Jinxing Enamel Factory. It should be available for use in three days. I plan to hold a small auction there and ask Brother Zhu to help deliver a message to people in the circle."

Zhu Wei was stunned for a moment, "How many are there in a batch of precious antiques?"

Jiang Yuan smiled mysteriously, "About twenty pieces, worth around one million."

Zhu Wei's eyes widened and he stood up suddenly, "Brother Jiang, are you kidding me?"

"No kidding," Jiang Yuan said, "Hehe," "Brother Zhu, hurry up and prepare the funds. I'm sure there must be something you want to collect."

Seeing that Jiang Yuan didn't seem to be joking, Zhu Wei immediately became excited, "Okay, leave this matter to me. Although I, Lao Zhu, am not a big player in the Binhai antique circle, I still know a lot of players."

"Then it's time to work," Jiang Yuan clasped his fists, then went downstairs to chat with Liu Shiqi.

While chatting, Liu Shiqi suddenly lowered her voice and said;

"Brother Jiang, I found something good at a stall yesterday, but I'm not sure whether it's genuine or not. Do you want to go and take a look?"

Just as he was free, Jiang Yuan nodded, "Then let's go and have a look."

Liu Shiqi looked happy, went upstairs to talk to Zhu Wei, and then took Jiang Yuan out of Jiabaoxuan.

What surprised Jiang Yuan was that the stall Liu Shiqi was talking about was the same stall where he had picked up a plum celadon porcelain plate a few days ago.

As soon as the stall owner saw Jiang Yuan, his eyes instantly lit up:

"Brother, I promised to come to my stall more often. I've been doing this for the past few days.

I’m thinking of you and I’ve saved all the good things for you.”

Jiang Yuan didn't want to hear more about his nonsense. He glanced around the stall and then showed a disappointed expression.

Liu Shiqi also looked puzzled, looked at the stall owner and asked:

"Boss, I saw a fist-sized silver ingot at your place yesterday. Why is it missing?"

The stall owner rolled his eyes and grinned:

"Girl, you're late. That's a serious steamed bun roll from the Qing Dynasty. I even told you to keep it for this guy next to you, but someone with good knowledge spent a lot of money to buy it early in the morning. I always bought it.

You can’t just leave the business unfinished.”

Jiang Yuan rolled his eyes at the stall owner, waved his hand and said:

"Stop talking this nonsense."

"If all you have is these rags on the stall, I'll just leave."

The stall owner quickly pulled out a white woven bag from behind, "Brother, it's a coincidence that you came here. The goods just received last night are all good things."

Jiang Yuan stepped forward, reached out and rummaged through the woven bag, and his head was instantly covered with black lines.

They are all ornaments made of copper and iron. Their style seems to be from the early days of the founding of the People's Republic of China, and they have no collection value at all.

"This is really a piece of junk." Jiang Yuan was a little angry and took out a silver ingot. "This is the Qing Dynasty steamed bun ingot you mentioned? Wasn't it bought at a high price? Do you dare to say that this iron lump is silver?"

Liu Shiqi also blushed, "Brother Jiang, isn't this silver?"

Jiang Yuan smiled and shook his head, "Don't look at the many bubble pits on this thing. They are all made of pig iron. You will know it after you see more."

Throwing the 'silver ingot' back into the woven bag, Jiang Yuan accidentally caught a glimpse of white light.

He reached out and pulled open the tatters in the bag, and pulled out a brass object the size of a thumb from the bottom of the bag.

It looks like a fierce tiger with a three-character inscription engraved on it.

Jiang Yuan took one look and threw the thing into the woven bag, turned around and left with Liu Shiqi.

The stall owner smiled and pulled Jiang Yuan, "Brother, we are all old friends. To tell you the truth, the stall has not been open for several days. My wife and children are waiting for me to buy rice. This bag of things is really not good."

Why, even if they are all handicrafts, they are still worth dozens of dollars."

"It's ten or eight yuan. If you pick two pieces, you can help your brother open a shop."

The corners of Jiang Yuan's mouth curved up, and he suddenly asked:

"You should know a lot of people who shovel land, right?"

The stall owner's expression tightened. Most of his goods came from the people who were 'shoveling the land'. Could it be that Jiang Yuan's words meant that he wanted to skip him and get the goods directly from those people?

"Don't be nervous," Jiang Yuan smiled, "I can buy this bag for fifty cents and open it for you, but you have to do me a favor."

"I opened an antique shop in front of the Venus Enamel Factory. There will be an auction in three days, and many famous Binhai players will attend."

The stall owner immediately became interested, "I didn't expect that my brother is the big boss."

Jiang Yuan nodded, "How about you bring someone here and I'll give you a hundred commission?"

The stall owner rolled his eyes and realized that he was sure that he could bring at least ten people, which would be one thousand, which was more than what he had earned in two or three months of running the stall.

"really?"

Jiang Yuan nodded, took out fifty and handed it to the stall owner:

"I want this bag of rags. Let's make friends. What's your last name?"

The stall owner happily took the banknotes and handed over a cigarette, "Your surname is Xiao, Xiao is smart."

Liu Shiqi smiled, "What a clever person?"

Jiang Yuan also smiled, "My name is Jiang Yuan, then we've settled.

"

The stall owner nodded, picked up the woven bag and handed it to Jiang Yuan: "It's settled."

Jiang Yuan took the woven bag and turned around to leave with Liu Shiqi. But as soon as he turned a corner, Jiang Yuan took out the brass tiger pendant and threw the other items directly into the garbage.

Liu Shiqi looked puzzled, "Brother Jiang, why don't you throw away this pendant?"

Jiang Yuan smiled mysteriously, "This is a good thing. Take a closer look and I will tell you."

Liu Shiqi nodded and stood next to Jiang Yuan. When she smelled the faint smell of tobacco coming from Jiang Yuan's body, Liu Shiqi blushed instantly.

"This is not a rag, it is a serious tiger talisman, which is an ancient military talisman."

Jiang Yuan pointed to the three inscriptions on the tiger talisman, "These three characters are 'heroic cavalry', which should be a cavalry."

"You see, the red spots on this tiger amulet are very deep, and the style is also that of the clawed tiger amulet from the Southern and Northern Dynasties."

"Such a tiger talisman can mobilize thousands of soldiers at least."

Jiang Yuan turned over the tiger talisman and looked at it, then said:

"The price of this thing varies. If you meet someone who likes it, selling it for ten or twenty thousand is not a high price. For someone who doesn't like it, selling it for three to five hundred will feel expensive."

"If you see something like this in the future, you must... Shiqi?"

"Shiqi?"

"Ah?" Liu Shiqi stopped dazing when she heard the shouting, and her cheeks turned redder.

She had just been secretly watching Jiang Yuan's serious explanation, and was distracted for a moment. She only heard a rough idea of ​​what Jiang Yuan said.

"Brother Jiang, didn't you find another big mistake?"

"Congratulations, Brother Jiang," Liu Shiqi said with a smile on her face, "I will cook a few more dishes tonight to celebrate."

Jiang Yuan nodded, "I'm going to entertain some guests in the shop in three days. Shiqi, you're very considerate, and I'll have to work hard for you to help make arrangements then."

Liu Shiqi's eyes lit up, "Brother Jiang, don't worry, I won't embarrass you."

"Brother Jiang, after your antique shop opens, can I help you?"

Jiang Yuan thought for a while and realized that what Liu Shiqi learned at Jiabaoxuan could also be learned in his own store.

In addition, he will not stay in the store for a long time and still needs trustworthy people to help him manage it. Liu Xiaojun also wants to learn from Mr. Liu, and Liu Shiqi is the most suitable candidate.

"Well, I'll have to work hard for you then."

Liu Shiqi said softly, feeling happier.

Jiang Yuan looked at the tiger talisman in his hand and fell into deep thought.

Building a factory in the village still requires a lot of funds, and the later investment will be huge, but the money has almost been spent.

Antique shops also need a batch of antiques to support their appearance.

"It seems that we need to collect a batch of antiques as soon as possible," Jiang Yuan frowned slightly. According to his plan, the antique store should follow the high-quality route and target players in the industry. But where can he sell so many in a short period of time?

Fine antiques? How can you have the money to buy so many fine antiques?

Suddenly, Jiang Yuan thought of Ye Zhiqiu.

There will be about twenty-five antiques in the auction three days later. Apart from these, Ye Zhiqiu has entrusted the bank to keep about twenty more items.

Except for the Qianlong famille rose hollow revolving vase of the Qing Dynasty, the remaining items are probably worth around one million.

I can't afford to buy it. Is it difficult to borrow it? Or should I take the route of "lifting bricks" and do business without capital first, help Ye Zhiqiu sell things, and collect commissions myself?

For a moment, Jiang Yuan was a little undecided.