Rebirth Picking Leaks Started in 1992

Chapter 448

Jiang Yuan picked up the tea cup and took a sip, pointing at the two things on the table and said:

"This brush is from the Wanli period of the Ming Dynasty. It is carved with bamboo patterns of flowers and birds."

"This tea cup is a black-glazed rabbit hair tea cup from Jian kiln in the Southern Song Dynasty."

"Do you know how to build a kiln?"

A group of people nodded quickly, fearing that Jiang Yuan would get angry again.

"What does rabbit hair mean? You don't need me to explain it, do you?"

Zhang Wengang suddenly raised his head and asked bravely:

"What is rabbit hair?"

Zhang Wengang was ready to be scolded, but he didn't wait until Jiang Yuan got angry.

Then I heard Jiang Yuan say:

"First of all, let me talk about the kiln-building rabbit hair lamp on the table. It is a rare variety produced due to kiln deformation when the Jianyang kiln was fired in the Hujian area of ​​the Song Dynasty. It is very rare."

"Look, the texture, color and pattern on it, do they look like rabbit fur?"

A group of people nodded, "It is indeed very similar."

Zhang Wengang immediately asked:

"Kiln changes are normal. Is it true that only kilns built in the Song Dynasty had rabbit hair lamps?"

Jiang Yuan shook his head, "It's not limited to tea cups, and it's not just about building kilns."

"For example, the black glaze of Yaozhou kiln in the Song Dynasty, the black glaze of Lin'an Tianmu kiln, and the black glaze of Dazhou kiln all have rabbit hair patterns, and there will be some differences in color.

A group of people quickly recited what Jiang Yuan said in their minds several times, for fear that they would forget it.

Just kidding, this is all stuff!

It will come in handy when shopping on Taobao in the future to avoid eye-opening.

For the next hour, Jiang Yuan kept drinking tea and had no intention of going out to pick up the leaks.

Zhang Wengang and others really began to reflect.

Jiang Yuan was right in his scolding. Arrogance, self-righteousness, and greed are all reflections of their true mentality.

The fact is, they don't have that ability yet.

In the evening, Jiang Yuan asked a young man to find a restaurant and bring back a lot of food.

It was almost past seven o'clock when other people came back.

While eating the packed meals, they exchanged their harvest and experiences today.

When they heard that Zhang Wen had almost spent more than 10,000 yuan with more than a dozen people to buy a fake, they were immediately devastated.

No wonder they saw President Jiang's face not looking good when they came back.

In fact, Jiang Yuan has put this matter aside.

The reason why Jiang Yuan looked so unhappy was because most of the dozens of people who came back had collected their belongings when Jiang Yuan saw them.

Among them, less than 30% are authentic.

And none of them are of high value.

Jiang Yuan didn't dare to ask them how much they spent, for fear of being pissed off.

Jiang Yuan kept comforting himself. They were all still young and it was normal for them not to have enough experience. Who in the circle didn't grow up from scratch?

But Jiang Yuan was sure that after returning to Binhai, it would be time for the Binhai antique masters to give them extra lessons.

After a group of people had eaten, they took the things they had collected and couldn't wait to ask Jiang Yuan.

Jiang Yuan patiently resisted the urge to curse, reviewed all the things they bought, and added some relevant knowledge.

Naturally, many people became disappointed as a result.

So Jiang Yuan set a principle for them.

"I don't care what your family's conditions are or how much money you bring. Starting from tomorrow, you can't spend more than a thousand dollars every day!"

"If you really think you've met a good baby, come to me first."

After saying that, Jiang Yuan stood up angrily, walked out of the teahouse, and went to sleep in a hotel diagonally opposite.

The next moment, sighs came one after another in the teahouse.

Early the next morning, Jiang Yuan just opened the door and saw Zhang Wengang standing at the door.

He lowered his head and opened his mouth, but he didn't know what to say.

Jiang Yuan yawned, stretched and said:

"Yesterday's events are in the past. Let's learn a lesson."

Zhang Wenggang nodded and whispered:

"Someone came here just now and asked you, sir, to go to Yawan Pavilion."

"Chen Guanli is looking for me?"

Jiang Yuan frowned slightly, "Let's go, you come with me."

Zhang Wengang looked happy. It seemed that his husband had not given up on him yet.

But Jiang Yuan was thinking: If this kid gets angry and spends ten or twenty thousand to buy a fake, he will be mad to death.

But then I thought about it, Zhang Wengang has no money now.

Jiang Yuan took Zhang Wenggang to a breakfast shop, bought some steamed buns and soy milk, and then walked towards the antique market where Yawan Pavilion was located.

More than half an hour later, Jiang Yuan and Zhang Wenggang arrived at Yawan Pavilion.

The Yawan Pavilion has already opened its doors, and Chen Guanli is holding the teacup, taking a sip, and wiping the shelf with a cloth... even though the shelf is spotless.

Seeing Jiang Yuan come in, Chen Guanli's eyes flashed with complicated emotions, but there was still no smile on his face.

"Sit down," Chen Guanli put the small teapot in his hand on the table and sat down himself.

Jiang Yuan sat down with a smile and said straight to the point:

"Senior Chen sent someone to call me here. Is there something wrong?"

Chen Guanli nodded, "You are familiar with Yu Hang, right?"

"Sit down for a while. Yu Hang will be here soon, and the other two people from our Qingyang Antique Circle will also come."

Jiang Yuan's face was full of doubts, "What is going on?"

Chen Guanli said nothing.

The atmosphere suddenly became a little awkward.

Fortunately, Yu Hang arrived within two minutes.

He walked in with excitement on his face, laughed loudly and said:

"Old Chen, you said that our Qingyang Antique Circle has a black-glazed rabbit hair lamp from the Southern Song Dynasty Jianyao. Where is it? Take it out and have a look!"

When Yihang walked in and saw Jiang Yuan there, he felt even happier.

"Jiang Yuan, you are also here with Old Chen."

Jiang Yuan nodded and smiled awkwardly, "Senior Chen asked me to come."

"I guess I asked you to come and appreciate the rabbit hair lamp," Yu Hang smiled and sat down on a stool on the side, "Old Chen, what are you waiting for? Take the things out, I can't wait any longer."

Chen Guanli said calmly:

"Wait a little longer."

After a while, three more people came together, two old and one young. One of the old men was thin, only about 1.6 meters tall, and was in good physical condition.

Another old man, who was in poor health, walked in on crutches and was supported by his granddaughter.

Yu Hang smiled and introduced to Jiang Yuan:

"Jiang Yuan, this is Deng Xiande, and this is Zhou Wang and his granddaughter Zhou Qian."

Jiang Yuan stood up with a smile, hugged the two of them, and nodded to Zhou Qian as a greeting.

There is no doubt that they also received a call from Chen Guanli and were invited to appreciate the rabbit-hair lamps from the black-glazed kiln built in the Southern Song Dynasty.

Seeing everyone urging him, Chen Guanli glanced at Jiang Yuan, and his face turned a little warm.

Jiang Yuan looked at Chen Guanli with a smile, waiting to hear what he would say.

"I lied," Chen Guanli shook his head directly, "the thing is not in my hand."

Yu Hang and the other three were stunned, "Old Chen, didn't you say that our Qingyang Antique Circle produced a Southern Song Dynasty rabbit hair cup? Didn't you invite us to appreciate it?"

"Stop making trouble and get your things out quickly."

Deng Xiande also smiled and said:

"Stop being so pretentious, that's not your character. I came here without even having breakfast."

Chen Guanli looked at Jiang Yuan, "How about you tell me?"

Jiang Yuan smiled even happier, "Senior Chen, what did I say?"

Chen Guanli gritted his teeth and looked at Yu Hang and the others, "Jiang Yuan picked up something."