Rebirth Picking Leaks Started in 1992

Chapter 444

The old man was so angry that he was shaking all over. He pointed at the middle-aged woman and cursed:

"It's all because of you vixen. If it weren't for you, Guo Yang wouldn't have divorced Xiaomi! My granddaughter wouldn't have left us either!"

"Let me tell you, we, the old couple, bought this old house by ourselves. I will leave all the demolition money to my granddaughter and I will not give you a penny!"

"I don't need you two to support me in old age. Go away, I don't have a son or daughter-in-law like you!"

The middle-aged man named Guo Yang is very popular.

"Mi Juan and I have been divorced for more than a year!"

"She also wants to take the child away!"

"You still want to leave money to her? Am I, my biological son, no better than a woman who is not related by blood?"

The old man looked at his son angrily, "I don't want to talk to you. You can't even take a cent of my money!"

Guo Yang was so angry that he felt like he was about to explode, "Okay, this is what you said!"

"I will never see you again!"

Guo Yang grabbed the woman beside him, cursed and turned around to leave.

Jiang Yuan frowned, he didn't expect Guo Yang to be so shameless.

"Young man, I'm telling you a joke," the old man sighed repeatedly, "What do you want to do in this life?"

"If I had known, I shouldn't have had this rebellious son in the first place!"

Jiang Yuan didn't answer. Seeing the two elders walking into the building, he couldn't help but sigh, turned around and left.

Jiang Yuan went to another community that was about to be demolished, and saw a small stall set up at the entrance of the community from a distance.

In fact, it is just two small square tables put together, with some old objects placed on them, such as a scale beam, an ancient book at the foot of the bed, and so on.

About a dozen people gathered in front of the stall.

In Jiang Yuan's sight, something was emitting an extremely dazzling light.

This means, there are good treasures in the booth!

Jiang Yuan hurriedly walked over, fearing that the good things would be bought by others.

The person looking after the stall was a young man in his thirties, smoking a cigarette and chatting and laughing with everyone.

What Jiang Yuan didn't expect was that Guo Yang and his wife Sun Xiaoli were also there.

This stall owner is a resident of the community. He once worked as an antique dealer for a year and a half, shoveling land.

But later I didn’t make any money, so I went to work in a factory.

This time when he heard about the demolition, he was so excited that he couldn't sleep for several days. He quit his job and came back directly.

When he had nothing to do, he thought that every household had some old stuff that cost three or five yuan, so he simply collected it himself and set up a stall at the entrance of the community.

He is also half-assed and doesn't know whether the things he collects are real or fake. If he can sell them, it's fine. If he can't, it doesn't matter. These are people who are going to be demolished, so they don't need this little money.

Jiang Yuan's gaze, first

Time is locked on a small black tea cup.

Jiang Yuan was ecstatic, secretly thinking that he was lucky to have come early. If he had come a little later, there might be other knowledgeable people passing by and snatching this treasure away.

Guo Yang also picked up the small black tea cup at this time.

This tea cup has an open mouth, small feet, and sloping straight walls. It is smaller than a rice bowl and larger than a wine glass.

The overall color is dark, with a dark golden band on the edge of the open mouth. It looks simple and grand, yet elegant and restrained.

Those who don’t know better may think that the color is due to the dust from the bottom of the pot.

Guo Yang threw the tea cup on the table with disdain, which made Jiang Yuan feel distressed.

If this piece of shit is broken, Jiang Yuan will beat that bastard Guo Yang half to death no matter what!

In order to prevent accidents from happening, Jiang Yuan pretended to pick up the tea cup as if nothing had happened, then looked at the stall owner and said:

"This thing is very dark. It's pretty good for drinking. What's the price?"

The stall owner smiled, with a hint of contempt flashing deep in his eyes, "Brother, this is not just a quilt, this is a tea cup for drinking tea."

"Oh, teacup, I understand."

Jiang Yuan nodded, as if 'of course I know, I just said that on purpose'.

In the eyes of the stall owner, Jiang Yuan just pretended to understand.

In fact, the stall owner himself is not a stickler.

"Don't pretend to understand if you don't understand, it will be embarrassing!"

Guo Yang sneered, "It's true that we are enemies on a narrow road. Boy, let me meet you again!"

Jiang Yuan had no intention of paying attention to Guo Yang. Even if he wanted to deal with him, he would wait until he got the tea cup.

As if he had lost face, Jiang Yuan showed an unhappy look on his face, "I don't care about the wine glasses and teacups. I just want to use them to drink. Why, no?"

"Please quote me a price, I'll make a decision!"

Although the stall owner despised Jiang Yuan, he was filled with joy and offered a thousand dollars.

Jiang Yuan was stunned and looked at the stall owner as if he were a fool.

"Are you extorting money?"

"You want a thousand yuan for such a crappy thing?"

"The meat only costs 80 cents per catty. One thousand yuan can buy you three or four heads!"

The stall owner was scolded by Jiang Yuan and suddenly became angry.

"If you want to buy it, buy it; if you don't want to, get out!"

"My house is also going to be demolished. I don't need this little money!"

Seeing the stall owner getting angry, Jiang Yuan smiled awkwardly, "You can always pay back the price, right?"

The stall owner nodded and said, "Don't bid blindly."

Jiang Yuan nodded and pretended to look at the tea cup.

"How about nineteen dollars?"

The stall owner didn't say anything, but reached out to pick up the stool thrown aside.

Jiang Yuan was so frightened that he took two steps back, "Tell me, how much is the minimum price?"

The stall owner roared angrily

road:

"Two hundred, we won't sell it for less than two hundred!"

Jiang Yuan stood two meters away, holding the tea cup in his hand, "It's too expensive, thirty! Thirty at most!"

The stall owner was really angry this time and would beat people after chasing him out.

"Give me the thing back! Then it disappears before my eyes!"

Jiang Yuan smiled shamelessly, "Brother, don't be angry, business is all done through negotiation."

The stall owner's chest heaved violently, and he was obviously very angry. "The price is eighty, and you won't miss a penny."

Jiang Yuan nodded, seeing that the stall owner was very unhappy because his home was going to be demolished.

I actually couldn't bear to pay a few dozen dollars, so I had to ask for a hundred dollars.

Jiang Yuan took out a hundred from his pocket, "Okay, I want..."

"etc!"

Guo Yang glanced at Jiang Yuan jokingly, "One hundred and one, I want it!"

Jiang Yuan suddenly became unhappy, "Are you going to follow the rules? The deal has been concluded, and it's useless if you offer 10,000!"

"It's useful, but it's useless!" The stall owner glared at Jiang Yuan, "I haven't confiscated your money, so this thing doesn't belong to you."

Jiang Yuan glared at Guo Yang angrily, gritted his teeth and said:

"One hundred and three!"

Guo Yang touched the gold chain around his neck and called out the price quietly:

"One hundred and eighty."

"Boy, if you don't have money, don't come here to pretend*!"

"You have money," Jiang Yuan nodded, "If you had money, why would you force your parents to give you the demolition money?"

"Did you sell your conscience to buy this gold chain around your neck?"

Being exposed by Jiang Yuan in public, the middle-aged man shouted with a red face:

"No matter how much money you pay today! I will have more than you!"

"Yeah?"

Jiang Yuan thought for a moment and put the tea cup on the table.

"I'm not as stupid as you. I won't waste money just because I'm angry."

"I'll pay a maximum of two hundred for this thing. I won't fight over the steamed buns. If you offer a higher price, I'll give it to you."

Guo Yang's face darkened. According to Jiang Yuan's words, if he rushed to buy this thing, wouldn't he be a fool who paid for it on impulse?

Two hundred yuan is quite a lot. It’s more than half a month’s salary.

Guo Yang hesitated when he thought that the gold chain around his neck and the pearl necklace around his wife's neck were both bought with borrowed money.

What's more, he has also heard some things. Nine out of ten items in the hands of these antique dealers are fake, and the remaining one genuine item is also a waste of little value.

"Huh, I'm rich, but I'm not stupid enough to buy a piece of junk."

Guo Yang looked at Jiang Yuan mockingly, "Only a fool like you would spend two hundred on this thing."

Jiang Yuan didn't answer, but took out another banknote, totaling two hundred yuan, and handed it to the stall owner.