Rebirth Picking Leaks Started in 1992

"fake money?"

The old man was startled, and then his face filled with anger, "You even lied to a bad old man like me, do you have any humanity left in you!"

"Yes, today's young people have no moral character at all!"

Passengers around him also started to criticize and shouted to call the police.

It happened that the train stopped at a platform, and the young man glared at Jiang Yuan fiercely, "I remember you, don't let me meet you again!"

After saying that, he got off the train directly.

"I've seen many people like this," Jiang Yuan sneered, "They specialize in these deceptions."

"Thank you, young man," the old man smiled at Jiang Yuan, "If you hadn't reminded me, I would have been fooled."

"It's a small matter," Jiang Yuan took advantage of the situation and walked to sit across from the old man. "Is the old man also going to Jingdezhen?"

"Yes, my name is Chen Bairen, and I am from Jingdezhen." The old man smiled kindly, "Young man, are you going to Jingdezhen too?"

Jiang Yuan did not hide anything and told him that he was going to Jingdezhen to hire a master.

During the conversation, Jiang Yuan discovered that the unattractive old man in front of him was actually a descendant of Chen Zhongmei, a famous porcelain maker in the late Ming Dynasty.

Chen Zhongmei is not just a simple porcelain maker. He is especially good at imitating antique kiln wares and refining various antiques. The things he makes can be fake and authentic.

"As far as I know, Chen Zhongmei is from Wuyuan, Jiangxi," Jiang Yuan said with confusion on his face. "Although he spent some time in Jingdezhen, I have never heard that he settled in Jingdezhen."

Chen Bairen smiled, "It was my grandfather's generation who moved to Jingdezhen. I learned porcelain making from my elders since I was a child."

Jiang Yuan was instantly tempted. Why else would he be looking for a master? Isn't this the best candidate in front of him?

"Master Chen still makes porcelain?"

Chen Bairen looked a little sad, "Retired."

"In the past two years, Jingdezhen has begun to use machines to make porcelain. Can porcelain made by machines be called porcelain?"

"Things without spirituality are only worthy of eating and drinking."

Jiang Yuan nodded, "Craftsmen are all arrogant. I understand Master Chen's thoughts very well."

"Brother Jiang, what are you talking about?" Liu Xiaojun yawned and shouted:

"Aren't you going to buy something from me? How was the discussion?"

Chen Bairen looked at Jiang Yuan in surprise, "You also know about antiques?"

Jiang Yuan smiled and nodded, "I opened an antique shop in Binhai, and now I am worried about finding some old objects to prop up the store."

"Then go to my house and have a look," Chen Bairen also became interested, pointing to the cloth bag in his arms and said:

"I still have a basket full of porcelain bowls and plates like this at home."

"A basket?" Jiang Yuan's mouth twitched, "Master Chen, why didn't you tell me earlier?"

Chen Bairen smiled proudly, "My grandfather left it. I heard that it was picked out from a kiln of waste porcelain."

"That's really good luck," Jiang Yuan gave a thumbs up and started chatting with Chen Bairen, mainly making insinuations to see if it was possible to invite Master Chen back to Jiangjiacun.

The train finally arrived at Jingdezhen Station.

After getting off the car, Chen Bairen took Jiang Yuan and Liu Xiaojun directly to his home by car.

Chen Bairen's home is at the end of Gaoling Village, about 100 meters away from other residents, and seems a bit "unsociable".

Along the road, almost every household has an independent family porcelain workshop, which is also the most common way of making a living for Jingdezhen people.

Seeing the villagers using machines to 'make blanks' in the yard, Mr. Chen snorted and walked back to his house angrily.

Just walk into the courtyard of Master Chen's house and see Liu Xiaojun

It's like "Grandma Liu entered the Grand View Garden", everything you see is novel.

The yard is very large, with three earth kilns lined up in the southeast corner, and a large amount of pine firewood piled under the shed in the southwest corner, all of high quality.

There was also a large pile of broken porcelain pieces beside the woodpile. A man in his forties was squatting beside it, frowning and holding a small piece of porcelain in deep thought.

"Zhong, we have a guest."

Upon hearing Chen Bairen's greeting, the middle-aged man slowly stood up and nodded to Jiang Yuan and Liu Xiaojun as a greeting.

"My son Chen Zhong has such a temper that he is not interested in anything except making porcelain."

Jiang Yuan nodded and followed Chen Bairen into the house. Only then did he realize that the house had been converted into a workshop, filled with a series of tools for blank making, shaping, and glazing.

The shelves against the wall are also filled with exquisite porcelain.

Jiang Yuan stepped forward and took a look, and was suddenly surprised.

"Imitation of the Longquan kiln pink-green glazed panlong bottle of the Southern Song Dynasty."

"Imitation of the celadon-glazed plum vase from the Fanchang Kiln of the Northern Song Dynasty."

"Imitation of Northern Song Dynasty Longquan kiln celadon multi-tube vase."

"An imitation of the Jiaqing cloisonné enamel vase of the Qing Dynasty."

Jiang Yuan's eyes widened. There were hundreds of porcelains on the shelf, and he could tell the origin of almost every one of them.

Take a closer look at the style, texture, pattern, glaze color, and even the base and patina, they are exactly the same as the real thing!

Jiang Yuan was sure that if he hadn't seen these things glowing, he might have thought that these things were old items.

This craftsmanship is amazing!

To put it bluntly, if these things entered the antique market, 90% of the players would be blinded.

"You are quite knowledgeable," Chen Zhong handed the tea cup to Jiang Yuan, "The baskets of broken porcelain have been taken out. Take a look for yourself."

Jiang Yuan's head was full of black lines, "That's an antique, why did it become tatters in your mouth?"

"The baskets of things only last a little longer. Other than that, they are useless. They are all junk porcelain."

Chen Zhong pointed to the porcelain on the shelf with a proud face, "These are the best products."

Jiang Yuan actually didn't know how to refute Chen Zhong. In terms of craftsmanship and artistry, what he said was right.

Jiang Yuan planned to buy that basket of things not for collection, but to support his appearance and make some money on the way.

I walked over and took a look. There were about forty or fifty pieces of porcelain, porcelain plates, porcelain bowls, and tea bowls in the bamboo basket, with a total value of about five thousand.

"Five thousand," Jiang Yuan smiled, took out five thousand cash from his bag and handed it to Chen Bairen, "What do you think, Master Chen?"

Chen Bairen was also considered half an insider, so he naturally knew that this box was only worth this price, so he said, "Deal."

"Okay, you can take a look and I'll cook," Chen Bairen smiled and took the money, then turned and entered the kitchen.

Just as Jiang Yuan was about to continue looking at the porcelain on the shelf, he heard a shout from outside the yard:

"Chen Zhong, is the meal ready?"

Taking a closer look, a woman in her forties quickly walked into the yard. When she saw Chen Zhong squatting beside the pile of broken porcelain pieces again, her face immediately fell:

"Do you know that you don't need to eat while guarding this pile of broken porcelain pieces every day?"

"I spent a whole day pulling mud bricks in the factory, and my hand almost broke."

Chen Zhong frowned and said, "We have guests at home. If we have anything to say, we'll talk in the evening."

The woman ignored her, and her voice became even louder:

"Several factories have invited you, but I rejected them all because you think they use machines and don't respect art, so you can help me make money!"

"Can the things you make sell? Just looking good is of no use!"

"Let me tell you, my son is studying in the capital, and his expenses are huge."

When Chen Bairen heard the sound, he walked out of the kitchen and looked at it with embarrassment.

He glanced at Jiang Yuan and said, "That's funny."

Jiang Yuan shook his head and walked to the yard with a smile, "This is my sister-in-law."

"Sister-in-law, I am enough to be your mother," Li Huilan said angrily:

"You also run a factory, right? You go back, my guy is a bully, he won't help you."

Jiang Yuan smiled, "You are really right, I really plan to ask Uncle Chen to come out."

"No," Chen Zhong changed his face instantly, "You have already bought the things, please take them back."

"Uncle Chen, please listen to what I have to say first," Jiang Yuan said with a smile:

"I am an antique collector, and I also value craftsmanship and quality."

"You have the craftsmanship passed down from your ancestors, and the things you make are real works of art."

"So what? No matter how real they are, I won't let them flow into the market."

"You misunderstood," Jiang Yuan quickly explained:

"A ceramics factory has been established in our village. It does not make household porcelain, but specializes in art."

"Take the things on your shelf as an example. They are thousands of years of our country's culture. As long as they are not signed, they are beautiful modern handicrafts."

"Aren't you just trying to make money when you open a factory?" Chen Zhong said expressionlessly: "Art cannot be mass-produced."

Jiang Yuan shook his head, "There are more than two hundred people in our village. As long as you go, Uncle Chen, I will keep them all under your command. All products use traditional techniques, and all finished products have been inspected by you. There will be no flaws."

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"That's nice to say," Chen Zhong snorted, "Are you willing to spend so much money?"

Jiang Yuan smiled, "Since we are making art, the price cannot be lowered. The higher the cost, the higher the value."

"I also plan to take my business abroad. Brother Chen, don't you want those big guys abroad to see your craftsmanship?"

Chen Zhong hesitated.

"Are you sure that I have the final say on all technical matters in the factory?"

Jiang Yuan assured:

"You will be the director of the factory. You will have control over technology and management. I will never interfere with you."

"Forget about management, I only care about technology and quality," Chen Zhong said with a serious face, "If you dare to lie to me..."

"I will never lie to you," Jiang Yuan extended his hand sincerely, "It's a pleasure to cooperate."

Chen Zhong finally nodded, "It's a pleasure to cooperate."

Li Huilan was a little confused, "Azhong, are you really willing to go?"

Chen Zhong nodded, "I won't regret it if I say it."

Li Huilan's eyes turned red instantly, and she pinched Chen Zhong's arm hard, "You finally figured it out."

Jiang Yuan was also very pleased, "I don't think it's better than this. Mr. Chen and his aunt will also go together, and I will pay to build a house for you in the village."

"Auntie can also work in the factory, and the salary will definitely be higher than now."

Of course Li Huilan wanted to go with Chen Zhong, but she still had to seek Mr. Chen's permission.

Chen Bairen thought for a while, then nodded and said:

"I also want to see how the ancestral craftsmanship can be carried forward. I am willing to go."

Jiang Yuandu was crazy about the music. The two men of the Chen family were two great gods. With them in charge, every piece of porcelain produced by the Jiangjiacun Ceramics Factory must be a work of art.

"Well, I don't need to look for other masters anymore," Jiang Yuan said excitedly:

"Uncle Chen, when do you think it's a good time to go?"

Chen Zhong looked at his house and said, "The factory is different from my own workshop. I want to design more suitable tools based on these things. Also, don't build the kiln first. I will take charge of it myself when I go there."

"In about a week, we will go to Binhai. You will pick us up then."

Jiang Yuan nodded, "Okay!"