Rebirth Picking Leaks Started in 1992

Chapter 404

Ge Hong frowned, "Xiao Zhang, what are you talking about?"

Zhang Wengang's face was full of anger, "Yesterday evening, I bought something for 300 yuan at the antique market, but he robbed it!"

With that said, Zhang Wen just recounted what happened last night.

Originally, he had forgotten this matter, but he didn't expect to see Jiang Cong again today. The anger in his heart suddenly couldn't be restrained, and he rushed forward, wanting to find Jiang Cong to argue.

A big hand pressed on his shoulder, preventing him from moving forward at all.

When I looked up, I saw it was Jiang Yuan.

A cold light flashed in Jiang Yuan's eyes, and then became clear and clear.

"If you try to reason now, who will believe you?"

Zhang Wengang looked dissatisfied, "Even if he is the son of the president of Jiangdu Antiques Association, so what? I'm not afraid of him!"

Jiang Yuan shook his head and sneered, "You don't understand what I mean."

"If you really want to get angry, stay with me for a while."

Zhang Wenggang nodded subconsciously, and then retreated to Ge Hong's side.

Ge Hong lowered his voice and said in his ear:

"Seize the opportunity and be smarter later."

Zhang Wengang didn't understand what Ge Hong meant.

Ge Hong continued:

"President Jiang likes nothing more than to slap these dudes in the face."

"Obviously, he is also very angry about this matter. He will definitely teach Jiang Cong a lesson soon. Please cooperate with him."

"Maybe President Jiang sees your cleverness and decides to accept you as his disciple."

Zhang Wengang nodded as if he understood.

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Jiang Yuan looked at Jiang Ming again.

Jiang Ming is fifty years old this year, but he is dressed energetically. His hair is combed and shiny, and he is wearing a long coat. He looks very elegant.

He smiled and took the microphone, pulled the wire, and said loudly:

"You all came from afar to enjoy the scenery. Jiang is really happy."

"We are all in the antiques circle, so we are logically one family. Exchange meetings like today should be held more often in the future."

"What's more, the antique associations present represent the highest level of antique circles in various places."

"Today's exchange meeting will also be an eye-opener for the majority of gamer friends."

"But then again, everyone thinks their own collection is the best."

"Then let's take advantage of today and let everyone evaluate and see

Who among you is the real collector?"

"I don't mean anything else by saying this, it's just a simple communication."

"Well, without further ado, let's display the antiques you brought so that we can open each other's eyes."

After saying that, everyone in the Jiangdu Antiques Association put the boxes in their hands on the table in front of them and opened them.

Porcelain, calligraphy and painting, bronzes, jades, ancient coins, and other miscellaneous things are all available.

Other antiquarian societies have also begun to display their own items.

Only the Binhai Antiques Association has not taken any action.

At this time, Jiang Ming led Jiang Cong to Jiang Yuan and others, and looked at Wang Dayou and Liu Yidao with a smile.

"Everyone, we haven't seen each other for a long time."

Wang Dayou snorted coldly, "Jiang Ming, why are you pretending to be polite?"

"You won't let us stay and target us everywhere, so you will play these little tricks. It's really disgusting."

Jiang Ming still smiled and said:

"I don't understand what you are saying."

"I originally heard that an antiques association has been established in your Binhai area. I planned to go to your Binhai area in person, but unfortunately I was too busy."

"I also heard that your Binhai Antiques Association has a president who is only in his twenties this year?"

"What's your name, Jiang Yuan?" Jiang Ming said, looking at Jiang Yuan with a smile, "Are you Jiang Yuan?"

Jiang Yuan lowered his eyebrows and glanced at Jiang Ming lightly.

"Young man, it's better not to be too arrogant," Jiang Ming smiled, "My son Jiang Cong is about the same age as you, but he just has the title of the number one among the younger generation in Jiangdu's antique circle."

"Since Jiang Yuan can become the president of the Binhai Antiques Association, I think you know a little bit about antiques. You can communicate and learn from each other later."

Jiang Yuan sneered 'haha' and said, "Okay, I will give some pointers to the junior in a moment."

Jiang Ming frowned instantly when he heard the word 'junior'.

Jiang Cong looked at Jiang Yuan with displeasure, "You are very arrogant, I hope you have the ability to be arrogant!"

"You think I'm arrogant because you overestimate yourself," Jiang Yuan chuckled, "I'm already humble enough, otherwise, I would say: You are not qualified to compete with me!"

Zhang Wengang stood behind Jiang Yuan at this time, looking at Jiang Cong angrily.

When Jiang Cong saw Zhang Wengang, he was also stunned. Then he seemed to understand something and looked a little unnatural, but said nothing.

After a while, everyone placed their collections on the table.

Everyone also returned to their respective areas.

As the gong sounded, the crowd from the outside began to pour in.

Before long, the entire venue was already crowded with people.

They stood in various areas and began to admire the collections brought by everyone.

Shouts of exclamation and admiration came and went all of a sudden.

Come to think of it, any of the antiques you dare to bring to the exchange meeting is not a treasure?

Jiang Yuan looked at Zhang Wengang at this time and said softly: "Follow me."

Zhang Wengang nodded and followed Jiang Yuan.

Jiang Yuan did not go to the nearest exhibition area belonging to the Jiangdu Antiques Association, but walked to the left first.

Jiang Yuan's eyes scanned every antique on the table, sometimes nodding, sometimes frowning.

Zhang Wengang was dazzled by what he saw, and then he realized what he was doing and asked Jiang Yuan:

"Don't we go to Jiang Cong to reason?"

"Reason?" Jiang Yuan sneered, "Reason is for those who are reasonable."

"It is a waste of words to reason with unreasonable people."

While speaking, Jiang Yuan stopped.

On the stall in front of Jiang Yuan is a painting by Xu Beihong, which is "Spring Plowing".

The pictures are very vivid, the writing is very experienced, and the attainments are profound.

The paper looks old, and the inscriptions on it are completely in line with Xu Beihong's characteristics.

It can be said that if one hundred people come to see it, ninety-nine people will say that this painting is authentic.

But Jiang Yuan could tell at a glance that there was something wrong with this painting.

Even if the person who copied it had superb painting skills and perfect distressing techniques, Jiang Yuan couldn't help but have a pair of 'fiery eyes'.

"Can I take a look at this painting?"

The owner of this painting is a middle-aged man in his fifties, wearing a pair of glasses, looking at Jiang Yuan with some arrogance:

"How old are you to understand Xu Beihong's paintings? Which antique association are you a junior in?"

This middle-aged man did not hear the conversation between Jiang Yuan and Jiang Ming just now, and naturally did not know that Jiang Yuan was one of the presidents of the Binhai Antiques Association.

Originally Jiang Yuan wanted to remind this treasure lord tactfully.

But seeing his arrogant look, Jiang Yuan turned around with a sneer.

An old man with gray hair just happened to pass by. When he heard the words "Xu Beihong", he suddenly became excited and asked, "Where are Mr. Xu Beihong's paintings?"