Rebirth Picking Leaks Started in 1992

Chapter 408

An uncle couldn't help but blurt out: "Fuck! This young man!"

The next moment, the whole place was silent!

One of the three super collections brought to the display by the Jiangdu Antiques Association this time, the priceless Qianlong pastel heart-turning vase, was actually... smashed!

Everyone looked at Jiang Yuan in disbelief.

How much courage does it take to dare to do this?

Do you know how much this treasure costs? It can’t be bought even if you have money, okay?

By the way, didn’t Jiang Yuan become the president of the Binhai Antiques Association through the back door? Isn’t it normal for him not to know the goods?

Many people looked at Wang Dayou and others.

They wanted to see what the people from the Binhai Antique Association would look like.

Is it anger or fear?

After all, Jiang Yuan is the president of the Binhai Antiques Association. Even if he goes through the back door, he still represents the Binhai Antiques Association!

If he can't afford to pay for this pastel revolving vase, then the debt will only be placed on the Binhai Antiques Association!

The faces of everyone in the Binhai Antiques Association were indeed filled with astonishment.

They didn't understand why Jiang Yuan would do such a drastic thing.

Wang Dayou and others frowned tightly.

From their point of view, there is nothing wrong with this pastel heart-turning bottle.

But they also believed in Jiang Yuan, and he would definitely not do this for no reason.

Li Ciqi's eyes flashed with confusion, then he squatted down, picked up a fragment, and looked closer.

Then, he saw Li Ciqi sneer and throw the porcelain piece in his hand on the ground. He finally understood why Jiang Yuan did this.

But, how did Jiang Yuan see the problem?

He had obviously never seen it firsthand, but he glanced at it from two meters away and could tell whether it was true or false?

Although Li Ciqi knew that Jiang Yuan was highly accomplished in antiques, his knowledge of porcelain was definitely not worse than his own!

But now it seems that Jiang Yuan's attainments in porcelain are actually much better than his own!

"Jiang Yuan, you are looking for death!" Jiang Cong's eyes widened, his whole body was trembling, and his eyes seemed to be bursting with anger!

Jiang Ming also snorted coldly, looked at Wang Dayou and others and said:

"Your Binhai Antiques Association must give me an explanation for this matter from the Jiangdu Antiques Association!"

As for the vice-president who owned the pastel heart-changing bottle, his face turned pale with anger, his legs gave way and he collapsed on the ground, and he actually fainted from anger.

You know, he spent a total of eight years and spent all his life's savings in order to obtain this revolving bottle.

And he has only had this thing for a month.

I thought I could become famous at the antique exchange meeting.

What's the result?

The baby actually broke!

A minute later, the vice-president woke up, sat on the ground with a face full of grief, and started crying.

He is very old, and it is almost impossible for him to obtain a treasure like the pastel heart-turning bottle.

Jiang Ming, who was standing aside, had an angry expression, but there was an unspeakable meaning shining deep in his eyes.

After the vice-president got the pastel heart-turning vase, he immediately invited everyone from the Jiangdu Antiques Association to appreciate it.

Jiang Ming wanted this treasure so much that he even offered a sky-high price. Unfortunately, the vice president decisively refused.

"You pay for my baby!"

The old man stood up suddenly, grabbed Jiang Yuan by the collar, and roared:

"You bastard, you have to pay for my treasure!"

Jiang Yuan had no expression on his face and ignored the old man.

Originally, Jiang Yuan had no intention of throwing this thing away.

But just now when Jiang Ming and Jiang Cong despised themselves, this old man kept echoing them.

Jiang Yuan looked at Jiang Cong expressionlessly, "I just said that I would give you, a junior, some pointers."

"Now the opportunity has come."

"Let me ask you, do you think this revolving bottle should be thrown?"

Jiang Cong was stunned. He was not a fool. Hearing what Jiang Yuan meant, could it be that there was something wrong with the heart-changing bottle?

But I have seen it, my father has also seen it, and several vice presidents of the Jiangdu Antiques Association have seen it. There is obviously nothing wrong with this baby.

So, Jiang Cong coldly snorted:

"Are you saying this to avoid responsibility?"

"Since you dare to throw things, you should be prepared to bear the consequences!"

"Do you know the current market price of this revolving bottle?"

Jiang Cong sneered:

"I tell you, even in China, the value is definitely more than five million!"

"If it were placed at a foreign auction, the price would have doubled again!"

Jiang Yuan laughed secretly in his heart, Jiang Cong's vision was still a little low.

Yes, five million is already an astronomical figure in this era.

But if this revolving bottle is to be put at an overseas auction, it will fetch at least half a million yuan.

Of course, the premise is that this revolving bottle is genuine.

Jiang Ming spoke at this time.

"Jiang Yuan, you are still too young."

"It's not a good thing for young people to be too conceited."

"How about you ask the other presidents of your Binhai Antiques Association and see what they say?"

Jiang Yuan smiled and waved his hand, "President Jiang, I will naturally explain what I just did."

"Before that, I have a little thing to ask you."

Jiang Ming's eyes sharpened and he subconsciously looked at his son Jiang Cong.

Jiang Cong frowned, "What do you want to ask?"

Jiang Yuan smiled and pointed at Zhang Wengang, who was standing next to him, "Yesterday evening, this little brother of mine bought something from a stall that was about to close in the antique street next door."

"It turned out that you colluded with the stall owner, bullied my little brother because of his young age, and snatched things from my little brother's hand even after the transaction was completed."

"I want to hear Jiang Cong's explanation on this matter."

Hearing this, everyone looked at Jiang Cong with disbelief.

They finally understood why Jiang Yuan was so angry. It turned out that their little brother was being bullied.

But there’s no need to throw things, it’s still a treasure worth over five million!

No matter how rich you are, you wouldn't dare to be so willful, right?

Of course, many people suspect that Jiang Yuan is throwing dirty water on Jiang Cong.

After all, as the number one young person in the Jiangdu antique circle and the only son of Jiang Ming, the president of the association, how could he do such a thing to bully a child?

A hint of unnoticeable panic flashed across Jiang Cong's face, and then he coldly snorted:

"Jiang Yuan, do you need to slander me like this?"

"After what happened with the 'Xu Beihong's Work' just now, I can see that your attainments in antiques are pretty good."

"You may be envious of me, but you won't make up such ridiculous things to discredit me!"

Jiang Ming, who was standing next to Jiang Cong, glanced at Jiang Cong and said that he knew his son better than his father. As soon as he saw Jiang Cong's reaction, he knew that what Jiang Yuan said was true.

But he will never admit it!

Jiang Cong had the same idea.

Yesterday, he really didn't know that Zhang Wengang was the buyer. After all, how could a fourteen-year-old or fifteen-year-old dare to spend hundreds of yuan to buy something from a street stall?

When the stall owner said that Zhang Wengang was a troublemaker, Jiang Cong subconsciously believed it and then bought the pottery horse.

This was Jiang Cong's first time encountering such a thing. He cursed in his heart that he was unlucky, but had to choose to deny it.

Just kidding, if you admit it, your reputation will be ruined!

Even if you explain that you don't know, it's a misunderstanding, but who will believe it?

"So, it's me, Jiang Yuan, who is slandering you?"

Jiang Yuan looked at Jiang Cong with a half-smile, "I didn't realize you were so thick-skinned."

"As we all know, Tang Sancai has a reputation as a treasure of Oriental art!"

"The quality, color, and shape of the fetus are the main factors that determine the collection value of Tang Sancai artifacts."

"A Tang Sancai pottery horse with exquisite texture, the rarest blue-black glaze, and a special shape - Xiao Tianma. It is also in perfect condition and looks extraordinary. How much do you think it is worth?"