Rebirth Picking Leaks Started in 1992

Although it has only been a few days since he was reborn, Jiang Yuan has already fully adapted to his current life.

Although I was used to living in a private villa and eating delicacies in my previous life, I was a person who had endured hardship after all. Now that I am back in 1992, there is nothing uncomfortable about it.

Only travel and communication are not convenient.

'Big Brother' won't appear in China until next year, and cars are too expensive for Jiang Yuan to afford now.

Shaking his head, Jiang Yuan took out a pen and paper and began to think about the details of the auction.

In the next two days, Jiang Yuan traveled between the city and the countryside, mainly worried that the construction of the factory in the village would be blocked.

But what surprised Jiang Yuan was that since Sun Hong was driven away by him, he had not taken anyone to Jiangjia Village to cause trouble in the past few days.

If he hadn't known that Sun Hong was a man who was determined to retaliate, Jiang Yuan would have really thought that this matter was over.

Three days have passed by in a flash, and the villagers have worked together to fill in the paddy fields at the head of Jiangjia Village. A lot of sand, gravel and bricks have been piled up. They can start building the factory just after the foundation is laid.

At the same time, with the renovation team working overtime, the trust store affiliated with the Venus Enamel Factory is barely operational.

Before dawn that day, Jiang Yuan took Liu Xiaojun and Liu Shiqi to the shop and began to assign tasks.

"It's five o'clock in the morning, and there are still three hours before the auction. Xiaojun and I will pick up things from the bank later, and Shiqi will stay here to arrange the scene."

Liu Shiqi nodded. It was nothing more than boiling water to make tea and setting up a stool to sweep the floor. This was an easy job.

After a few brief explanations, Jiang Yuan set off with Liu Xiaojun.

The tractor in the village has never been driven back, but now it comes in handy.

Because Ye Zhiqiu had signed an agreement with the bank manager in advance, when Jiang Yuan arrived at the bank, the manager took several staff members to the storage room with Jiang Yuan and began to move the safes out one by one.

When these people put the safes one by one in the tractor, their mood was extremely complicated.

This is a valuable antique, not broken bricks just piled on the tractor?

At around seven o'clock, Jiang Yuan and Liu Xiaojun returned to the store, moved all the safes into the inner room, drank some hot water, and started waiting.

Wang Baimian, the director of Jinxing Enamel Factory, rode his bicycle past the factory gate and walked over after seeing Jiang Yuan.

He didn't know yet that Jiang Yuan was going to open an antique shop.

He glanced at the bright shop, and then saw that the room was full of small matzah, and he couldn't help but curiously said:

"Brother Jiang, are you going to have a party?"

Jiang Yuan smiled softly, "We will simply hold an antique auction later. If Director Wang is interested, you can come and take a look."

Wang Baimian was stunned, "Did you buy this place to open an antique shop?"

Jiang Yuan nodded, "Director Wang might as well come and take a look later."

Wang Baimian didn't refuse, but she didn't have high expectations either.

After all, looking at the simple little horses in the house, they look like they are playing house, not like a serious auction.

Wang Baimian exchanged a few more pleasantries, then turned and walked into the nearby Jinxing Enamel Factory.

When it was almost eight o'clock, Zhu Wei arrived first. When he entered the room and took a look, he was instantly speechless:

"In the two shops outside your place, apart from the newly painted walls, there are only these dozens of small matzas left. Are you sure you want to hold an auction today?"

Jiang Yuan waved his hand, "Isn't this just painted and hasn't had time to decorate it yet?"

As they were talking, they saw a taxi parked outside the door, and Hou Weimin and Mr. Liu got out together.

Then, there are several players in the industry whom I met last time at Guyun Teahouse, as well as a dozen new faces.

Under Zhu Wei's introduction, Jiang Yuan greeted them one by one and asked Liu Shiqi to lead them into the house.

A few minutes later, a small truck parked outside the door, and the stall owner Xiao Chongming came over with a dozen people of different ages.

By counting, there were nearly thirty people in total.

Jiang Yuan nodded with satisfaction and asked Liu Xiaojun to close the door.

As soon as the door was closed, the room seemed a bit crowded. Looking at the rows of small mats, I was surprised that no one wanted to sit down.

Liu Shiqi handed them cups of tea, but except for a few acquaintances such as Zhu Wei, Hou Weimin, and Mr. Liu, few people were willing to drink it.

Jiang Yuan caught everyone's expressions in his eyes, smiled and clasped his fists, "Everyone is welcome to come and support us. The shop has just been painted, so it is a bit shabby. Please forgive me."

A middle-aged man wearing a black mandarin jacket and a goatee looked unhappy, "Jiang Yuan, right? I came here because Zhu Wei said he had something good."

"I thought it was some kind of amazing auction, but it turned out that there wasn't even a decent chair. Could it be that you are teasing us?"

Jiang Yuan patiently explained;

"It's no big deal. I set the place here because I want everyone to recognize me so that they can find me when doing business in the future."

"I'd better forget about doing business with you," the man waved his sleeves, "I don't believe you can come up with anything good."

Jiang Yuan frowned, but he was not used to this person. "If you don't want to stay, then please go back. I will pay the fare for you."

The man's face turned dark and he said, "Junior, I have been in the industry for more than 20 years. What you said clearly means you don't respect me."

Jiang Yuan didn't bother to explain to this man, so he rolled his eyes at him and said;

"As I said before, if you don't want to stay, just leave."

The man looked sulky, snorted coldly, and turned away.

Jiang Yuan said indifferently: "Okay everyone, let's stop chatting and get down to business."

Jiang Yuan clapped his hands, and an excited Liu Xiaojun picked up a password box and walked out of the back room.

These lockboxes are numbered. The higher the number, the higher the value of the antiques inside.

A group of people looked at each other, but only Zhu Wei and the others had any hope.

Under the attention of everyone, Liu Xiaojun walked to Jiang Yuan and carefully opened the safe.

An agate wine glass with four colors of orange, green, red and green appeared in front of everyone.

"This..." Mr. Liu frowned. He had seen this cup in Grandpa Ye Zhiqiu's collection room. He couldn't help but wonder, but he didn't ask.

"The conditions are simple. Please sit down. Xiaojun will bring the things to you. You can take your time and take a look."

Everyone then sat down on the pony, looking like a group of primary school students listening to a teacher's lecture.

Liu Xiaojun held the safe and walked to Zhu Wei first.

Zhu Wei took out a magnifying glass and began to examine it carefully. After looking at it for less than a minute, he nodded, "The agate cup from the Chenghua period is a real thing at first glance."

Liu Xiaojun walked up to the second person carrying the safe.

This agate cup, including other antiques that will be shown later, are all exquisite products left by Ye Qingshan to Ye Zhiqiu, and almost everyone present is not interested.

Then I heard Jiang Yuan smile and say:

"According to the market price, the value of this agate cup is about 30,000 yuan. If you like it, you can bid. We are free to raise the price as much as we want."

Zhu Wei was the first to raise his hand, "Jiang Yuan, we two brothers are the first to know each other. I want 30,000 yuan."

But Hou Weimin interrupted with a smile, "The one with the highest price will get it. Lao Zhu, it's useless for you to talk about favors. Thirty thousand to one, I like this thing too."

A middle-aged man whom Jiang Yuan was not familiar with suddenly spoke:

"Thirty-two thousand."

Next, there were more bids, and the highest one was already 35,000.

Jiang Yuan was not surprised. Players in the circle all have their own interests. Some like porcelain, some like calligraphy and painting, and some like everything. After all, funds are limited, and you don't have to buy a good thing just because it appears.

"If there is no bidder, then this thing will belong to Mr. Zhu

It’s gone.”

No one answered. The things behind them must be better. It doesn't matter if I didn't take this one.

Therefore, the agate cup belonged to Zhu Wei.

Jiang Yuan smiled and motioned Liu Xiaojun to go to the inner room to get the second thing.

The second piece is an ancient Tiancheng Yuanbao coin, which is grey-brown, round, with a square hole in the middle, and the four characters "Tiancheng Yuanbao".

Seeing this ancient coin, a middle-aged man sitting in the last row stood up suddenly. He specializes in collecting ancient coins, and his father is the number one person in charge of ancient coins in Binhai City - Wang Dayou.

He hugged his fists to everyone and said excitedly:

"Everyone knows that I, the king, specialize in collecting ancient coins. Why don't you let me take a look first?"

Of course, no one would refuse. In terms of his achievements on ancient coins, no one here dared to say that he could compare to Wang Zun.

Wang Zun walked quickly to Liu Xiaojun, put on his white gloves, and when Jiang Yuan nodded, he carefully picked up the 'Tian Yuan Cheng Bao'.

A full five minutes passed before Wang Zun put the things into the box. The expression on his face had returned to calmness and he said lightly:

"I can't tell."

As soon as these words came out, everyone frowned.

"Not sure" means that this 'Tian Yuan Cheng Bao' is fake?

Jiang Yuan smiled, "It doesn't matter if you're not sure, then let's do the next thing. I actually want to keep this Tianyuan Chengbao for myself."

Zhu Wei and Hou Weimin looked at each other and understood the meaning of Jiang Yuan's words. "Keep it for yourself" meant that Jiang Yuan believed that the ancient coin was genuine.

One is Wang Zun, who has inherited the ancient coin achievements of Wang Dayou, the first person in Binhai City's ancient coins, and the other is Jiang Yuan, who convinces them. Who should they trust?

Wang Zun was stunned for a moment, this was different from what he imagined.

Shouldn't it be that Jiang Yuan panicked, then belittled the ancient coin himself, and finally bought it at a very low price?

Seeing that Liu Xiaojun really wanted to take this ancient coin back, Wang Zun hurriedly said:

"Wait a minute, I'll take a look again."

He stepped forward again, pretending to take a serious look, and suddenly smiled and said:

"I'm sorry, Tianyuan Chengbao is really too rare. I thought there was something wrong with this ancient coin. Now that I have taken a closer look, I see that it is really a treasure."

Everyone immediately understood and secretly thought that Wang Zun was very clever, but they did not blame him. After all, they were all insiders. Who dared to say that they had not used this commonly used method to lower prices.

Jiang Yuan did not reveal Wang Zun's thoughts and said with a smile:

"Tian Yuan Cheng Bao was the currency of Tang Mingzong and Li Siyuan after the Five Dynasties period. It was made of aluminum and tin. As far as I know, there are no more than ten coins in the hands of domestic players."

"What's more, this Tianyuan Chengbao is well made, in good condition, and the font is very clear."

"But," Jiang Yuan took a sip from the teacup Liu Shiqi handed him, "because it is rare, there is no specific reference price."

"The starting price is only 20,000 yuan," Wang Zun smiled:

“The price is not low anymore.”

Jiang Yuan frowned. This Wang Zun is the son of Wang Dayou, the number one person in ancient coins in Binhai City. Why is he not happy at all? He had already given him face just now, and now he is quoting randomly? Do you really think that you don't understand this ancient coin?

Coin value?

In 2018, a 'Tian Yuan Cheng Bao' was sold at an auction house in Beijing. The condition of that one was not as good as this one, but the transaction price was as high as 2.35 million.

Jiang Yuan said ‘hehe’, but his emotion could not be heard:

"Let's just set the starting price at 50,000."

After Jiang Yuan finished speaking, he glanced at Wang Zun specifically: "It doesn't matter if you think it's expensive, there are a lot of good things later."

Wang Zun smiled, but felt a little ashamed in his heart.

Because the starting price of 50,000 was very suitable, Jiang Yuan did not bid blindly. This level of prowess made him feel a little ashamed of himself.