Rebirth Picking Leaks Started in 1992

Jiang Dahai's words were already full of threats. The village chief, Jiang Quanquan, was afraid that Jiang Yuan would suffer a loss, so he quickly advised:

"Dahai, we are all brothers from the same village. If Jiang Yuan doesn't sell it, forget it. Now you can choose a piece of land. This new house should be built somewhere else, don't you think so?"

Jiang Dahai said indifferently: "Village chief, you have also read a few books. You should know that there is no room for cheating on things with fingerprints!"

The village chief didn't look good either. He was so angry that he scolded Jiang Yuan, "A prodigal son cannot live up to his expectations." He then took out a cigarette that he couldn't bear to smoke and handed it to Jiang Dahai, "Haidai, you have seen the world. Don't be as knowledgeable as Jiang Yuan. I will set the table tonight."

Drink, let’s all go together..."

However, Jiang Dahai slapped away the cigarette handed over by the village chief and looked at Jiang Yuan coldly.

Rural people love to watch the excitement. At this time, many people came over with bowls in their hands. They were all acquaintances. After hearing a few words, they started to persuade:

"We are all surnamed Jiang, and our ancestors are all members of the same family. If you have any questions, please discuss them carefully."

"Yes, Dahai, you are promising. Don't be as knowledgeable as Jiang Yuan."

But Jiang Dahai said with a cold face, "It's useless to say anything. It's clearly written in black and white. I've received a thousand deposit, and either I'll sell my ancestral home or I'll lose double the money."

Jiang Yuan's eyes became colder and sterner. He was so drunk last night that he didn't remember pressing fingerprints at all.

Although he knew clearly that Jiang Dahai had done this while he was drunk, he just couldn't explain it.

Drinking makes things worse!

The village head Jiang had the right to hear that there was still a chance of improvement, and he quickly winked at Jiang Yuan:

"Jiang Yuan, if you lose money, you will lose money. You don't dare to sell your ancestral home!"

Jiang Dahai is now like a clown in Jiang Yuan's eyes. Jiang Yuan is too lazy to argue with him, so he nods, "I will pay you the compensation according to Uncle Quan."

"But I don't have that much on hand. If you give me five days, I will compensate you double."

"Five days won't be twice as much," Jiang Dahai snorted coldly, "I can give you five days, but you have to pay me back three times!"

The village chief shook his head quickly, "Three times is not enough, Dahai, you are just bullying me..."

Before the village chief finished speaking, Jiang Yuan spoke:

"Three times is three times!"

Jiang Yuan looked at Jiang Dahai expressionlessly, "In five days, I will pay you back three thousand. Then you will know that the huge sum of money in your eyes is nothing in my eyes!"

When the village chief saw Jiang Yuan agreeing, he could only sigh helplessly and began to calculate how much money the family had left.

But for three thousand yuan, even if you don't eat or drink, it would take three or four years of growing food to save it.

Jiang Dahai sneered: "Then what if you can't take it out by then?"

Jiang Yuan didn't even look at him, "If I can't take it out, then I'll do whatever you say."

Jiang Dahai left with a cold face. The village leader Jiang had the right to ask Jiang Yuan to have lunch at his house. Naturally, Jiang Yuan was scolded for a while.

However, when the village chief took out a cloth bag wrapped with money and handed it over, Jiang Yuan couldn't help but feel a sore nose.

Declining the village chief's kindness, Jiang Yuan only said that he had a way to make money. After dinner, he took the one thousand deposit given by Jiang Dahai, plus the hundred and ten yuan change he found in the house, and walked to the town.

and then took the bus to the city.

Binhai Bus Station.

Wait for the next nest

After the crowd of people who got off the bus dispersed, Jiang Yuan slowly stepped out of the minibus.

After taking a deep breath of the air of 1992, Jiang Yuan finally felt a sense of security in his heart.

He was truly reborn!

Although rebirth is wonderful, the most important thing now is how to get the money to compensate Jiang Dahai.

What's more, if you live another life, you will need a lot of capital to live a good life.

Listening to the bustle of people outside the station, a name suddenly appeared in Jiang Yuan's mind:

Copper and Porcelain Street!

Tongci Street has a long history and has been around since the end of the Qing Dynasty. It was originally a place where nobles and nobles sold their assets after their families fell into decline. Later, it gradually evolved into an antique and art trading market.

Due to historical reasons, Tongci Street was depressed for half a century from the 1930s to the 1980s, and it was not until the 1990s that it became lively again.

When the Binhai Bus Station was first built, the government wanted to demolish Tongci Street to make room for the bus station. However, it was only after the strong opposition of several leaders of the Binhai City Cultural Relics Bureau and the Cultural Bureau that the bus station was built in front of Tongci Street.

, which actually caused the flow of people on Tongci Street to increase and make it more lively.

Go around the exit of the bus station and walk more than 100 meters along the side of the station to reach the entrance of Tongci Street, one of the three major cultural relics distribution centers in Binhai City.

There are many food stalls on both sides of the street, selling candied haws on a stick, making dough, as well as small noodle shops and bun shops.

After walking a little further into the street, the crowd became denser. Most of them were squatting beside small stalls, holding small flashlights, magnifying glasses and other things in their hands. At first glance, they looked quite professional.

And these small stalls are just spread out with newspapers, old cloths and the like, and there are many things on them, including copperware, ancient coins, ceramics, calligraphy and paintings, as well as jades, bracelets, the four treasures of the study, and so on.

At first glance, a few hundred meters down the street, there are many small stalls like this.

Of course, there are also serious high-end antique stores and jewelry stores, which are completely different from these street stalls.

Jiang Yuan walked through more than a dozen stalls in a row, but found nothing of interest.

"There's no rush, there's no rush in this matter," Jiang Yuan adjusted his mentality, blinked his dry eyes, but inadvertently glanced at a stall ten meters away.

At this glance, Jiang Yuan was stunned.

Because on that stall, there was actually a ball of milky white light the size of a washbasin!

And as Jiang Yuan got closer, the light became more intense.

Jiang Yuan pretended to be nonchalant and slowly squatted by the stall.

The shiny object is a celadon-glazed porcelain plate about twenty centimeters in diameter, with a light plum-green color.

Just taking a look at it, Jiang Yuan became more and more excited.

A Longquan kiln celadon plate in good condition, and the glaze color is plum green that is only available in the Southern Song Dynasty. If it is authentic, even if it is 1992, it is worth over ten thousand!

The stall owner was estimated to be less than thirty years old. He was sitting on a pony with a cigarette in his mouth and looking around with a sad face. He must be worried about the lack of business.

Seeing his impatient look, Jiang Yuan guessed that he was new to the industry.

Sure enough, as soon as Jiang Yuan squatted down, his face lit up and he started to solicit hard:

"Brother, you have a discerning eye right away. The things in my stall are all first-class. Look, porcelain, jade, copper coins, calligraphy and paintings, I have everything here."

"They are all first-class things, aren't they?" Jiang Yuan said from the porcelain plate that was emitting light.

He looked away, picked up a small porcelain bowl, glanced at it and mocked: "Look at the inscription on the bottom of the bowl, [Wanli Year System]."

"'Wanli' is the reign name of the Ming Dynasty. However, most Wanli official kiln wares use two lines of six-character regular script 'Wanli Year System of the Ming Dynasty' with a double circle of blue and white. The four-character pattern 'Wanli Year System' is rarely used. Everything you see is

It is used in combination with other words. How dare you say that this is 'fake at first glance' and is a first-class good thing?"

The stall owner was a little confused by what Jiang Yuan said, but he didn't know how to refute, so he lowered his voice in embarrassment, "I didn't take a close look at my friend's things."

Jiang Yuan said "hehe", "I think you didn't pay close attention to it, you just wanted to use it to fool the laymen who came to go shopping at the station in front."

Seeing the stall owner's face becoming more and more embarrassed, Jiang Yuan picked up a yellow-brown jade plaque from the stall:

The stall owner quickly introduced: "This is a work by Lu Zigang in the Ming Dynasty. It is an object with a large door. Look at the carving and the charm. They are all very good. It will only take half a year to buy it back, and the value will definitely double."

"Lu Zigang?" Jiang Yuan couldn't help laughing, "You really dare to be so careless."

"Lu Zigang's works only use the finest jade materials. Yours is just a piece of Xiuyan jade, the quality of which is extremely poor."

"Besides, although the carving is not ugly, it doesn't have any charm at all. It's clearly a glass dragon, but it looks like a loach. It's simply nondescript."

"Also, these lines are extremely stiff, and they don't have the smoothness and smoothness of Lu Zigang's works."

"Besides, Lu Zigang's works are all engraved with his name, but there is no writing on this jade plaque."

The stall owner just felt like his head was buzzing. He had only been in the industry for half a year and he only knew a little bit about it. Now he was confused by Jiang Yuan's few words and his heart twitched.

If you encounter such customers, you will no longer want to do business.

Knowing that Jiang Yuan could not be frightened, the stall owner simply said:

"Brother, you are not simple. I have only picked out these two "lesser ones" for you, so let's take a look at other good things."

"To tell you the truth, I got a few of these things from wealthy families in the past at huge prices."

Jiang Yuan rolled his eyes at the stall owner, "The first two are just fake. I think the other items on your stall are pretty much the same."

Saying that, Jiang Yuan shook his head, looking disappointed, and turned around to leave.

"Don't go, brother," the stall owner quickly grabbed Jiang Yuan, "You haven't even finished reading, how do you know these things of mine are not good?"

Jiang Yuan became a little impatient, frowned and said: "Ming He told you that I want to seize the goods and sell them elsewhere, but you are such junk, I have to smash them into my hands when I take them back."

"Since we are colleagues, it's even better," the stall owner handed Jiang Yuan a cigarette and lowered his voice and laughed:

"If you go elsewhere, people will shout sky-high prices and scare you half to death. I'm different. I'm an honest person. I charge you whatever you want. I'll give you some extra for your hard work. Just take a look.

"

"For the sake of this cigarette, I'll give you face," Jiang Yuan took the cigarette and squatted down again, pretending to look at other things carefully, but his eyes were locked on the glowing Longquan kiln celadon porcelain plate from time to time.

Thinking of the mysterious symbols that disappeared on the ancestral jade pendant and the coolness that penetrated his body, Jiang Yuan vaguely guessed that he had gained some special ability from it and was able to see the light emitted by this celadon porcelain plate.

"How about you just wrap it up?" The stall owner came closer and whispered:

"Aren't you out of stock? I'll give you these things at a sincere price."