Rebirth Picking Leaks Started in 1992

Seeing Jiang Yuan chasing after him, the two young men quickly turned into an alley.

Jiang Yuan rushed in without any hesitation.

"You still dare to follow me?"

The two young men looked at Jiang Yuan with a ferocious smile, "Boy, you are so crazy. Do you think you can beat the two of us by yourself?"

Jiang Yuan was so angry that he didn't even bother to talk nonsense with these two people. He raised his fist and rushed forward.

"Fuck, you really are desperate for your life."

The two young men cursed and rushed towards Jiang Yuan.

"The black tiger takes out the heart!"

"Sweep Tang's legs!"

"I'll give you a kick!" Jiang Yuan snorted coldly and kicked him out.

The young man didn't expect Jiang Yuan to be so "insidious" and was kicked unexpectedly. His face instantly turned pale and he squatted down, covering his crotch.

The other person trembled, as if he was the one who was hit.

Sure enough, Jiang Yuan kicked his leg again.

He quickly turned sideways and hugged Jiang Yuan's thigh, and smashed the door in front of Jiang Yuan with his right fist.

But Jiang Yuan swung his right leg and slapped the man against the wall. Stars flashed in his eyes as he was hit. Jiang Yuan grabbed his fist and twisted his entire arm behind his back.

"Brother, please be gentle...it's about to break!!"

Jiang Yuan's face was filled with coldness and he showed no mercy at all.

With a "click", the young man screamed, "I'll fuck you..."

"How dare you scold me!" Jiang Yuan tried harder, "It's Sun Hong's bastard again, isn't it?"

After throwing this man to the ground, Jiang Yuan walked up to another man who was rolling on the ground, raised his foot and kicked him in the stomach.

"Go back and tell that bastard Sun Hong that my patience has its limits. Just because I didn't play tricks with him doesn't mean I don't know how to do anything with him. I'm really getting into trouble. I want his ceramics factory to close down!"

This young man had some backbone, and he yelled: "Let me go, believe it or not, I'm looking for someone to kill you!"

"You dare to threaten me?" Jiang Yuan was so angry that he frantically attacked the little gangster with his fists and kicks.

"Brother, I was wrong, brother, I really know I was wrong," the young man finally couldn't resist, cried and curled up into a ball, letting out a miserable scream.

Jiang Yuan didn't stop, he vented his anger again, exhaled a breath of filthy breath, turned around and hurried towards the shop.

Mr. Liu, Hou Weimin and others all came, and even Xiao Congming made an appointment with a few familiar stall owners and arrived.

Liu Xiaojun was holding two firecrackers in his hands, feeling a little anxious.

"Brother Jiang, are you okay?"

Jiang Yuan nodded, smiled and hugged everyone, "Sorry, everyone has been waiting for a long time."

Zhu Wei had already taken off his dirty coat at this time, looking a little depressed.

Jiang Yuan gave him an apologetic look, and he waved his hand, signaling Jiang Yuan not to worry.

"Then let's get started."

Jiang Yuan directly grabbed the red cloth hanging on the door and pulled it, revealing the true appearance of the plaque with the words "Wanbao Tower" engraved on it.

Although the material of the plaque is ordinary, the majestic three characters "Wanbao Tower" were written by Jiang Yuan himself and then had them engraved on.

Don't ask why good materials are not used... In the last life, Jiang Yuan's Wanbao Building had a gold-plated huanghuali plaque inlaid with jade, but it was stolen by thieves the next day. Jiang Yuan was so angry that he couldn't eat for half a month.

Jiang Yuan looked at the plaque and nodded with satisfaction, then took the firecracker from Liu Xiaojun's hand, lifted it up with a bamboo pole, and clicked it to make a "cracking" sound.

Everyone applauded and said some auspicious words.

According to the rules, Jiang Yuan buried a Ming Dynasty copper lock given by Zhu Wei in the corner, which meant locking up the source of wealth.

Then everything became simpler. Unlike in the 20th century, there were no performances, just some melon seeds and peanuts, and everyone sat down in the shop to drink tea and chat, or play in groups and play with the books on the shelves.

of antiques.

Jiang Yuan also specially took out Yu Youren's calligraphy, tiger talisman and Huangtian seal, and introduced Master Mo to everyone.

What everyone is most interested in is these three things. Jiang Yuan laughed:

"I will have dinner at Wangjiang Tower later, and I will auction it on site when I come back. I will keep this top-quality Huangtian seal for myself. But don't worry, I guarantee there will be two more good things for sale."

The other two good things Jiang Yuan mentioned were naturally the two antiques that Ye Zhiqiu brought to show his appreciation.

Soon, Jiang Yuan took everyone to have dinner and returned to the store.

Everyone looked at Jiang Yuan eagerly. Obviously, with the experience of the last auction, they all knew that the things in Jiang Yuan's hands must be high-quality products.

While eating just now, Mr. Liu asked Jiang Yuan if Tian Huang, the best, could take action, but Jiang Yuan declined.

In fact, Mr. Liu didn't have much money at all. The jadeite Guanyin and Imperial Chrysanthemum he bought from Jiang Yuan cost him millions. It was a big deal that he didn't go bankrupt.

After everyone sat down, Jiang Yuan went down to the basement himself, opened the safe and took out the things.

The paintings of Hu Fu and Yu Youren were treated as appetizers and were bought by Hou Weimin and another collector respectively, and sold for a total of 40,000 yuan.

"The main event is next!"

Jiang Yuan opened a silver safe and took out a Buddha statue.

This Buddha statue looks like the God of Wealth. It is about 30 centimeters tall. It is maroon red in color, with fine carvings and a shiny coating.

There is also a base carved from a whole piece of small-leaf red sandalwood below the Buddha statue.

Jiang Yuan saw that everyone was moved, so he smiled and said: "This is a Buddha statue of the God of Wealth from the Yongle period of the Ming Dynasty. Please appreciate it."

Hou Weimin was sitting at the front. He stood up first and picked up the Buddha statue to study it.

The more he watched it, the more he fell in love with it, and finally he reluctantly put it down after others urged him to do so.

After everyone looked at it one by one, Jiang Yuan smiled and said: "God of Wealth, you all should like it. If you have no doubts about this thing, I will start talking about the bidding price."

"If you look at the real thing, there's nothing much to say. Just make an offer."

Jiang Yuan nodded and opened his hands directly, "80,000, and each increase in price will not be less than 500."

Hou Weimin was the first to raise his hand: "Eighty thousand."

"Eighty thousand one!"

"Eighty-one thousand five!"

"Eighty-five thousand!"

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The audience's quotes were enthusiastic, but Jiang Yuan noticed that Master Mo sitting next to him had a look of resentment on his face.

"Master Mo can bid for it if he likes it."

Old Man Mo glared at Jiang Yuan, feeling angry in his heart.

He has a lot of antiques at home, but he can't bear to sell them. The available funds are only enough for living expenses.

"How about I lend you money? You ask me to go to your house and pick three items..."

"No way!" Master Mo rolled his eyes at Jiang Yuan, "Don't even think about it, I won't sell it again."

Jiang Yuan waved his hands helplessly and had no choice but to give up.

"One hundred and fifty thousand!"

A middle-aged man stood up with a blushing face and said, "I want this God of Wealth. Is there anyone else who pays more than me?"

Everyone hesitated.

The current value of this Buddha statue is about 100,000, and now the quoted price has reached 150,000, which is no longer a good deal.

But this is the God of Wealth. Just use the word "God of Wealth", so the room for appreciation in the future is immeasurable. If you want to sell it to those big bosses, it may cost hundreds of thousands.

But when they looked at Jiang Yuan, they found that his face was calm.

Yes, Jiang Yuan said there were two good things today, and now one came out.

Judging from the last auction, the items in the back are definitely better than the ones in the front...

Jiang Yuan saw that everyone was silent and asked twice more before he smiled and said, "Okay, 150,000 yuan. This Buddha statue belongs to Mr. Hu."

"Okay, now comes the next treasure."

Jiang Yuan lifted another password box and placed it on the table. After opening it, he carefully took out a hairpin.

This hairpin is about thirteen centimeters long, with a dark yellow main body and fine rim patterns carved on it.

The tail pendant is also made of three exquisitely carved gold leaves, with clear veins and as thin as cicada wings.

"The three-leaf gold hairpin from the Ming Dynasty is in good condition and has not been damaged at all."

Everyone frowned. Hairpins were miscellaneous items, and only a few people liked them.

It is not easy for a Ming Dynasty gold hairpin to be in such perfect condition, especially the three gold leaves as thin as cicada wings, which logically should not be as good as new.

They were already beginning to regret not snatching down the last statue of the God of Wealth.

Seemingly sensing everyone's concerns, Jiang Yuan said directly: "Those who are interested can start playing."

Zhu Wei was the first to get up. He originally ran an antique shop. Even if he didn't keep this hairpin for his own collection, it would still be a very expensive item if he sold it in the shop.

Of course, if it were a hairpin used by an ancient noble concubine or princess, it would be a hot collection of treasures.

"I think it's true," Zhu Wei nodded after looking at it for a while: "Looking at the degree of oxidation and coating, it is indeed an old object, and the shape is also the folk style of the Ming Dynasty."

Then three more collectors took a look. They all had their own antique shops in Binhai, and they probably wanted to buy and sell them at a good price.

Jiang Yuan nodded slowly, "Since there are only a few people interested, let's all bid."

"If the price is right, I will sell it."

"Fifty thousand," one person said with a frown: "This thing is good, but it's not easy to sell it again. I can only see this price."

Zhu Wei nodded: "I'll pay fifty thousand."

"Fifty-three thousand."

Jiang Yuan smiled and shook his head. The value of this hairpin is indeed around 50,000, but if you keep it for a few more years, you can still see double digits?

People present did not know the future market situation, but Jiang Yuan knew that even if the overall increase was not as high as that of other major categories of antiques, ancient jewelry would usher in a wave of climax after around 1996, and by then this hairpin would be even better.

Worth over two hundred thousand.

"In that case, I will keep this hairpin for myself," Jiang Yuan smiled, "But don't be disappointed. Next time I have something good to sell, I will notify you in advance."

Everyone could only nod, but their hearts were full of doubts. How could Jiang Yuan have so many treasures at such a young age?

Especially in the last auction, things worth a million were taken out in one go. One million. Who here has this kind of net worth?

For a time, everyone began to speculate on Jiang Yuan's identity.

But Old Man Mo knew in his heart that these things were all left by Ye Qingshan to Ye Zhiqiu. It didn't matter. Ye Zhiqiu even had top-notch antiques like the "Qing Qianlong hollow pastel heart-turning porcelain vase"!

When he thought of this, Old Man Mo glared at Jiang Yuan again. How could this kid be so virtuous? Why did Ye Zhiqiu trust him so much?

Old man Mo asked when he was playing with the Heart-changing Vase that day. He wanted to use all his collection to exchange for the Heart-changing Vase. What did Ye Zhiqiu say? The Heart-changing Vase was reserved by Jiang Yuan!

Can this thing be pre-ordered?

But Old Man Mo himself knew that all the antiques in his hands were not as valuable as that revolving bottle.

Everyone chatted again and then started to leave. Jiang Yuan saw them off one by one and then drank with satisfaction while holding the tea cup.

Master Mo walked to the door, looked at the plaque of 'Wanbao Tower' on the door, and couldn't help but sigh:

"I see there's nothing good in your store anymore."

Jiang Yuan smiled and took a sip of tea, "Not all customers have the same high standards as you, Master Mo."

"Besides, if I work harder, go around and pick up a few more things, there will be more good treasures."

"Do you think you have a sharp eye and can find treasures just by looking at them?" Master Mo said angrily: "I regret agreeing to help in your shop."

Jiang Yuan raised his eyebrows and said, "Master Mo, I gave you the heart-turning bottle to play with. You won't regret it."

Master Mo snorted, "If you can really get some good things back, I promise not to say such things again."

Jiang Yuan smiled, a strong confidence appearing on his face, "Don't worry, this is nothing to worry about."