Rebirth Picking Leaks Started in 1992

Jiang Yuan didn't know that there was a secret door in Yongle Song and Dance Hall, and he didn't know that the crew's imagination was too rich, and he actually thought that Ye Rong had tricked him.

Returning to the store, Jiang Yuan asked his two brothers to go back and rest first while he stayed to look at the store.

At the same time, the Ye family.

Ye Rong is sitting in the living room. The ashtray is full of cigarette butts, which shows how upset he is.

I thought I would get a lot of money from selling Ye's family, and I would be able to live comfortably in the future, but what happened?

My son Ye Hao was almost beaten to death and is still lying in the hospital.

Asking his second brother Ye Kang for help was ruthlessly rejected.

If you want to take revenge, you can only spend a lot of money to hire those gangsters who only care about money.

"One hundred thousand yuan," Ye Rong said with a stern face, "I also want you to taste the feeling of having your hands and feet broken."

Suddenly, the doorbell rang.

Ye Rong walked to the door with a cigarette in his mouth, and saw through the peephole a man with a crew cut standing outside the door with a smile on his face.

He frowned, "Why are you coming to me at this time?"

"I'll collect the other half of the reward," the crew-cut man smiled, "Open the door."

Ye Rong frowned, "So fast?"

"Open the door and I'll tell you in detail. You don't know how badly I beat those people."

Upon hearing this, Ye Rong's face instantly showed excitement and he quickly opened the door.

"Tell me quickly how you... what are you doing!"

The crew-cut man walked in and kicked Ye Rong over. Behind him were a dozen people, each of them aggressive.

"Smash it for me!" the flat-headed man ordered, and a dozen people behind him rushed to various parts of the villa and started smashing it.

Ye Rong got up from the ground, his face full of anger, "What are you doing!"

"What should I do?" The flat-headed man's face was full of murderous intent, "Ye Rong, you are a master of conspiracy. You tricked us into the Yongle Song and Dance Hall, then had people lock the door and call the police. I think you are tired of living!"

Just as Ye Rong was about to explain, he was kicked over again by the crew-cut man.

"Can you fucking calm down?" Ye Rong grinned in pain, "When did I trick you? I don't even know what you're saying!"

Looking at the messy living room, Ye Rong was about to curse, "Can you have some brains? If I want to trick you, just tell the police where you are from and I'll take care of you. Why bother?"

Is it unnecessary?"

The flat-headed man sneered, stepped forward and kicked Ye Rong with both feet, causing his face to turn red and the acid in his stomach to vomit out.

"Then tell me, besides you, who else would cheat on me?"

Ye Rong spat out blood and said with anger on his face, "How the hell do I know who is tricking you? It must be you who have offended someone."

The crew-cut man frowned and thought for a while, he had no other enemies at all.

"Could it be that the police have been targeting you for a long time?" Ye Rong's face turned pale, "You must not implicate me."

The crew-cut man frowned even more tightly, after all, it was not impossible.

"Brothers, stop smashing it. We need to leave the city quickly and go out to avoid the limelight."

Seeing the flat-headed man turning around to leave, Ye Rong quickly stopped him and said, "You guys take care of my business first. I paid half of the reward first."

The flat-headed man kicked Ye Rong away with a grin on his face, "Because of your incident, we were almost caught, so the money should be considered as mental damage compensation."

After saying that, the flat-headed man left in a hurry with a group of people.

Ye Rong couldn't help it anymore and cursed angrily:

"Robbers, bandits! You bastards, you took the money and did nothing."

Unexpectedly, a wooden stick suddenly flew in from outside the door and hit Ye Rong directly on the head.

A young man poked his head in from the door with an impatient expression on his face, "You talk too much and ask for shitty money. So many of us came here overnight to beat you up, and we haven't even asked you for any hard work fees."

Ye Rong was already angry, and after being hit with a stick, and now hearing such 'unconscionable' words, he rolled his eyes and fainted from anger.

Early the next morning.

As soon as Jiang Yuan woke up, Li Xiaojun knocked on the door.

Jiang Yuan yawned and opened the door, "Xiaojun, why are you here so early?"

Liu Xiaojun walked into the store mysteriously and whispered a few words into Jiang Yuan's ear.

Jiang Yuan frowned for a moment, "Are you telling the truth?"

"Of course it's true," Liu Xiaojun said with excitement, "It was getting dark yesterday afternoon when a farmer came to see my master with a piece of jade."

"When he left, I heard him muttering that there were still a lot of old bottles and cans in their village and I didn't know if they were worth anything."

Jiang Yuan thought for a while, business is not doing well these days, so it is a bad idea to stay in an antique shop every day and wait for business to come to your door. Now that you have found an 'antique nest', you have to go and see it.

"Xiaojun, do you know the address of that eldest brother?"

Liu Xiaojun nodded, "On the edge of a county called 'Qingliang County' below Binhai, there is a village called 'Ma'an Village', not far from my hometown."

"It's just that the roads in that area are not easy to navigate and there is no traffic. If you want to enter the village, you can only walk or ride a bicycle."

Jiang Yuan thought for a moment and said, "How about buying a motorcycle? The truck is still in the village and it's inconvenient to drive. The bicycle is too slow and can't pull much."

When Liu Xiaojun heard that he wanted to buy a motorcycle, he immediately became interested, "Brother Jiang, a motorcycle costs nearly 20,000 yuan. Do you really want to buy it?"

Jiang Yuan nodded, "Let's go, let's go to the market to see if there are any second-hand motorcycles."

The largest second-hand market in Binhai.

This is a market located a few kilometers west of Binhai Municipal Government, specializing in the buying and selling of second-hand, third-hand, and N-hand things.

Almost anything you can think of can be purchased here.

Jiang Yuan and Liu Xiaojun wandered in the market for more than an hour before finally seeing a shed selling cars.

There were more than a dozen second-hand bicycles in the shed, one of which looked like it was almost falling apart.

A Honda CG motorcycle was parked in the most conspicuous position of the shed. It looked like there were a lot of scratches on the paint on it, and there was a dent in the mailbox.

Just such a thing, the most expensive one sold for over 20,000 yuan.

The stall owner was a young man in his twenties, picking his feet while holding a novel and reading it with gusto.

Liu Xiaojun was impatient and asked directly: "Hey, how do you sell this motorcycle?"

The stall owner looked up at Jiang Yuan and Liu Xiaojun's outfits, shook his head and said, "Not for sale."

Jiang Yuan instantly became interested, "Since you're showing it off, why don't you sell it?"

The stall owner put down the novel and shook his head, "Look at how you dress. You don't grow your hair long or dye it. You can't be considered a new-age youth. If I sell this car to you, it will be used to sell goods.

What a waste of such a nice car."

Liu Xiaojun looked confused, "Then what do you usually do with this car?"

"Of course it is used to reflect the spiritual outlook of our generation. Anyway, you don't understand it. You are OUT, you know?"

"Besides, even if I sell my car for 18,000 yuan, you can't even afford it."

Jiang Yuan: "..."

"Forget it, Brother Jiang, let's take another look. I don't believe he is the only one selling cars in such a huge market."

Jiang Yuan nodded, "Eighteen thousand is too expensive, let's go."

"Hey, wait," the young man quickly walked around to block Jiang Yuan, "Brothers, I'm just kidding, try bargaining for a price, what if it works?"

Jiang Yuan frowned and thought for a while. He didn't know much about cars. Jiang Yuan didn't know the current condition of the motorcycle or how much it was worth.

"How about you let me try the car first?"

The stall owner took out the key and inserted it into the keyhole, then sat on it and said, "Come up here, I'll take you for a spin."

After saying that, he shouted to an old man at the stall next to him: "Uncle Wang, help me keep an eye on the stall."

Jiang Yuan sat on the back seat of the motorcycle and said with some hesitation: "Just ride slower and go faster than walking."

The young man grinned, started his motorcycle and rushed out.

Seeing that the speed was getting faster and faster, the motorcycle went out of the market and started speeding on the road.

"Let me tell you, I have only been riding this car for more than a year and it is in good condition."

Jiang Yuan hugged the young man's waist tightly and didn't say a word.

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Afterwards, the two rode back to the market.

Liu Xiaojun rubbed his hands and said, "How about you take me for a spin?"

The stall owner rolled his eyes at Liu Xiaojun and said, "No charge for gasoline?"

After saying that, he looked at Jiang Yuan again, "How about it, brother, my car is definitely not expensive for 18,000."

Jiang Yuan didn't know how much to quote, so he asked tentatively: "Do you want to sell it for three thousand?"

"Sell!" The stall owner chuckled and handed the key directly to Jiang Yuan, "It belongs to you."

Jiang Yuan: "???"

After a while, Jiang Yuan drove Liu Xiaojun out of the market on his bicycle.

Liu Xiaojun was eager to try it, but Jiang Yuan shook his head and said: "When you have time, you can practice it in a place where no one is around. There is something wrong with this thing and it is not that safe."

Just kidding, I bought a motorcycle for 3,000 yuan, so it’s no wonder that there are no problems.

Liu Xiaojun nodded, "Then when are we going to Ma'an Village?"

Jiang Yuan thought for a while, "If we want to go, it's best to make an appointment with Dashan. Let's go, let's go find him first."

An hour later, Jiang Yuan found him in the house rented by Zhu Dashan and others.

Zhu Dashan was about to go out when he saw Jiang Yuan and Liu Xiaojun coming. He couldn't help but smile and said, "Xiaojun didn't go to your master today?"

Liu Xiaojun smiled and shook his head, "Isn't there something wrong? Besides, Master said that I can learn a lot from Brother Jiang."

Zhu Dashan smiled and said, "You guys came to see me together. What's the matter?"

Jiang Yuan nodded and revealed his plan to go to Ma'an Village.

Zhu Dashan thought for a while, "Anyway, I haven't found a place to open a bar yet, and there are brothers looking after the antique shop, so I'll go with you."

Jiang Yuan said directly: "Let's ride a motorcycle there. I guess it's the limit for carrying three people. Let's not bring anything else."

That afternoon, Jiang Yuan rode his motorcycle back to Changning Street and told Liu Shiqi that he wanted to take Liu Xiaojun out.

Liu Shiqi originally wanted to go together, but after Jiang Yuan said that the motorcycle could not fit, she nodded, "Then you must pay attention to safety and ride as slowly as possible."

the next day.

Jiang Yuan set off with Liu Xiaojun and Zhu Dashan on his bicycle.

Jiang Yuan was of medium height, while Zhu Dashan was very tall, which squeezed Liu Xiaojun who was caught in the middle.

He kept complaining along the way, saying that he would rather ride a bicycle than suffer this pain again.

I don’t know if Liu Xiaojun’s words had any effect. At around one o’clock in the afternoon, just after leaving Qingliang County, the motorcycle broke down inexplicably.

However, there was a bumpy mountain road behind them, so Jiang Yuan had to let Zhu Dashan push the cart back to the county town to repair it, while he and Liu Xiaojun walked to Ma'an Village first.

‘Ma’an Village’ is named after its shape, which is like a saddle. There is a depression in the middle of the village and upward slopes at both ends.

Jiang Yuan and Liu Xiaojun were standing on the top of the hill on the slope of the village, where they could overlook the entire Ma'an Village.

The situation in Ma'an Village was similar to that of Jiangjia Village. Almost all of Ma'an Village still had adobe houses. Jiang Yuan couldn't help but wonder, would there really be many antiques here?

Just as he was about to go down the mountain along the path, Jiang Yuan suddenly saw a big ox running across the path in front of him, and behind him was a teenage girl holding a rope and shouting anxiously:

"Come back, Dahuang, come back!"

Jiang Yuan frowned and hurriedly chased the big ox with his back bent.

A few minutes later, Jiang Yuan saw a large ox that stopped to graze.

Jiang Yuan's eyes flashed, and he suddenly jumped up, stretched out his hand and grabbed the big ox's nose.

The girl happened to run over. Jiang Yuan took the rope from her hand and tied it up directly through the big ox's nose.

"Thank you, brother," the girl said with a simple smile to Jiang Yuan, "if the cow runs away, my year's hard work will be in vain."

"Brother, are you here to visit relatives?"

Jiang Yuan shook his head, "I'm here for business, let's go, we'll go back with you."

Only then did Liu Xiaojun catch up, leaning on his knees and panting heavily:

"Brother Jiang, can you still catch cattle?"

Jiang Yuan smiled softly, "You grew up in the countryside, what can't you do?"