Rebirth Picking Leaks Started in 1992

Chapter 447

The mustache snorted coldly and turned to look at the stall owner, "I want this cloisonné fire dragon pattern."

Just as the stall owner was about to nod, he heard Zhang Wen just shout:

"We just agreed, we'll buy it for 10,000 yuan!"

The middle-aged man snorted coldly, "I'll pay 10,000 too!"

Being able to come up with 10,000 yuan shows that this middle-aged man has a small fortune.

Jiang Yuan didn't speak and looked at Zhang Wengang quietly.

Zhang Wengang and more than a dozen other young people from the Binhai Antiques Association behind him were very excited.

There was no way they could watch this treasure being snatched away.

"Ten thousand to ten!" Zhang Wengang directly increased the price by one thousand.

Jiang Yuan frowned but remained silent.

The man in the middle was obviously determined to get the cloisonné enamel pot with fire dragon pattern, so he followed up and said:

"I'll offer you 12,000!"

"Boys from Binhai, if you make trouble again, don't blame me for being rude!"

Jiang Yuan glanced at the dozen or so big men standing aside. As long as they dared to make a move, Jiang Yuan would definitely make them lie flat on the ground.

Fortunately, these dozen people are not unreasonable.

When they first heard that people from Binhai were bullying others, they were very angry.

But now, they can't figure out who is lying.

What's more, Jiang Yuan also said that he had greeted Yu Hang and Chen Guanli.

Hearing the middle-aged man's quote of 12,000 yuan, Zhang Wengang's face turned pale and he subconsciously looked at Jiang Yuan.

They had already discussed it, and the total they had together was a little over eleven thousand.

Zhang Wen just wanted to ask Jiang Yuan to borrow more, but he was too embarrassed to ask.

A young man was caught off guard and looked at Jiang Yuan with a smile, "President, what do you think?"

His words had two meanings. One was to confirm the authenticity of this thing to Jiang Yuan, and the other was that he wanted to borrow money.

Jiang Yuanquan pretended not to see it.

The stall owner was also very excited.

He quickly smiled at the middle-aged man and said, "Deal, only 12,000!"

The middle-aged man paid the money, looked at Zhang Wengang and others with something in his hands, and said proudly:

"This is Qingyang, not your Binhai!"

After saying that, he turned around and left quickly.

Jiang Yuan glanced at a dozen strong men and said, "Let's stop this matter."

The strong men didn't want to cause more trouble. This was a busy time and they had to go on patrol.

After they left, Jiang Yuan glanced at the stall owner coldly, as if to see through him.

The stall owner avoided Jiang Yuan's gaze with some guilt, spat, and counted the money in his hand again.

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Zhang Wengang and others were extremely disappointed.

Jiang Yuan looked at them with a straight face, "That's it for today! Go back with me!"

Seeing that Jiang Yuan was in a bad mood, a group of people did not dare to say anything. They thought Jiang Yuan was angry that he and others did not take the treasure.

After returning to the teahouse, Jiang Yuan saw that there were no customers in the teahouse, looked directly at Zhang Wengang and said:

"Give me back the two thousand I borrowed from you!"

Zhang Wengang was stunned for a moment, but he took out the money from his pocket and handed it to Jiang Yuan.

Jiang Yuan took out a few and said to the teahouse owner:

"I'll take care of the teahouse. We'll refund more and pay less when we leave."

The boss was so happy that he took the money and went to make tea for Jiang Yuan and others.

On the second floor, a group of people sat down, none of them understood why Jiang Yuan was so angry.

After Jiang Yuan drank two cups of tea, he slammed the teacup on the table.

Then he saw Jiang Yuan take out the ‘Ming Dynasty Wanli Bamboo Flower and Bird Pattern Brush’ and the ‘Southern Song Dynasty Jian Kiln Rabbit Hair Tea Cup’ that he had collected from his pocket, and carefully placed them on the table.

Everyone's eyes instantly became hot.

Although they still don't know the meaning and value of these two things, they can still see that they are two old objects that open the door at first sight.

"You still have the nerve to look at it!"

Jiang Yuan's eyes swept over everyone's faces, and finally settled on the face of the youngest Zhang Wengang.

"You are not young, but your ambition is not small!"

"Tell me, why am I angry?!"

Zhang Wengang lowered his head, not daring to look into Jiang Yuan's eyes, "I was wrong, the cost cannot exceed two thousand."

"What else?"

Zhang Wen just thought about it and couldn't think of anything else that would make Jiang Yuan angry.

Jiang Yuan snorted coldly, "After learning the skills for a few days, I felt that I was amazing."

"How dare you ask for 10,000 yuan? Do you know how difficult it is to earn 10,000 yuan?"

Among the young people accepted by the Binhai Antiques Association, there are those with superior family backgrounds.

But the family status of the dozen or so people present was not very good, at most they were just a little rich.

Hearing Jiang Yuan's words, they immediately blushed.

Jiang Yuan continued to scold:

"I'm not good at anything, but everyone is very greedy!"

"It's just such a fake thing. I feel bad for spending ten yuan on it!"

"It's good for you, after more than a dozen people discussed it, you still dared to offer a price of more than 10,000 yuan!"

Everyone was stunned immediately.

Zhang Wengang looked at Jiang Yuan with disbelief.

"What are you looking at? You have a bit of talent and it's amazing?"

Jiang Yuan reprimanded mercilessly:

"I picked up a small leak when I first came here. I really feel like I am a proud man of heaven. I was able to pick up a cloisonné fire dragon pattern pot while wandering around?"

"Are you dreaming? Do you think you are me?"

As soon as these words came out, Jiang Yuan stopped and coughed twice, feeling that these words were a bit pretentious.

Seeing that everyone was silent, Jiang Yuan continued:

"If it really is a cloisonné fire dragon pattern pot, let alone ten thousand, even if you sell it, it won't be enough."

"Young and energetic, arrogant! If you hang out in the antiques circle like this, you will lose all your pants in less than a year and a half!"

A group of young people felt chills on their backs. Although they were very confident, they did not doubt Jiang Yuan's words.

Even if he firmly believes that something is real, as long as Jiang Yuan says it is fake, it is fake!

"Tell me, how real is that thing?"

A young man two years older said with a blushing face:

"Looking at the patina, style, decoration, and soles, they are all old."

A group of young people nodded in agreement.

Another person added:

"There's still Tuqin on top."

"The half-filled water makes a jingle!" Jiang Yuan said coldly:

"Have you ever seen cloisonné enamel? Do you know the color of cloisonné?"

"That color is so bright!"

"The color of cloisonné should be a bit cyan! Although the color is deep, it won't be that bright. It should be a bit darker."

"Also, the gold piece on it is wrong. It's electroplated."

"Wanbaolou has a few pieces of cloisonné. Let me study them carefully when you get back!"

"besides!"

Jiang Yuan continued:

"During the Ming and Qing Dynasties, cloisonné teapots with fire dragon patterns were reserved exclusively for Tibetan monks or nobles. There is no such style in other regions."

"At first it was used to hold butter tea, and later it evolved into a magical vessel."

"In the Ming and Qing Dynasties, it was used when canonizing Tibetan officials and religious leaders."

"If this is genuine, it's really a valuable item."

A group of young people suddenly said to themselves that it was a close call. Fortunately, the deal was not closed. Otherwise, they would have suffered a huge loss.

Zhang Wengang couldn't wait to find a crack in the ground and crawl in.

He felt that he had embarrassed Jiang Yuan.

After all, he is called "Mr." Jiang Yuan, and he is considered Jiang Yuan's quasi-disciple.

The more Jiang Yuan thought about it, the angrier he became, but he felt that there was no point in continuing.

"Just wait here for me and others. You are not allowed to go out today!"

"Reflect on this for me!"