Rebirth Picking Leaks Started in 1992

"What on earth is going on?" Jiang Yuan looked puzzled, "I still have to make this trip."

Wang Fei pulled Jiang Yuan quickly towards an old community in the distance and said anxiously:

"This community is full of elderly people, and the young people in the family are not at home, so it is not convenient to contact them."

"It will be at least a month before those young people come back."

Jiang Yuan frowned, "Let me guess, these elderly people are unwilling to move, right?"

Wang Fei also had a headache and said helplessly: "They are used to living in old houses and say that there are many things in the house and it is troublesome to move them."

Jiang Yuan suddenly laughed, "That's easy to do. Just go find some scrap collectors and just collect them all. The price will be higher."

Suddenly, Jiang Yuan had an idea, "You go find someone who sells scraps. I'll set up a stall first. Maybe I can collect some old stuff."

"Then you call Master Mo and ask him to come over and help."

Wang Fei slapped his forehead and said, "Yeah, why didn't I think of that?"

With that said, Wang Fei went to find someone, while Jiang Yuan walked into this dilapidated community by himself.

In the community, a large number of elderly people are discussing together.

As soon as Jiang Yuan walked in, he said helplessly:

"I told them that I'm used to living here and don't want to move."

An aunt nodded quickly, "I have lived here in Gada for decades. If I really want to change places, I'm not used to it yet."

"When the time comes, I won't be able to find any acquaintances even after chatting all day."

Jiang Yuan nodded, "However, the conditions they offered are really tempting."

"The demolition payment is also quite large, and you can also choose to live in a new house."

"Isn't that right?" An old man, leaning on a cane, hesitated, "We are all sensible people and we know that it is not a loss to change places."

"But when you get older, you miss the past!" The old man shook his head with emotion, "Besides, it's quite a hassle to move all the bottles, cans, tables, chairs and benches around the house."

After a while, Jiang Yuan was chatting with this group of grandparents.

Jiang Yuan smiled and said, "Listening to what you said, I think it would be good to change places. I heard that there will be schools and hospitals around the new community in the future. It will be convenient to have children at home. If you have a headache or fever, you can go and see a doctor."

convenient."

An old woman looked at Jiang Yuan carefully and said, "Young man, I think you look very cool. Why haven't I seen you before?"

Jiang Yuan smiled and waved his hand, "I just moved here."

"After chatting with you, I figured it out," Jiang Yuan smiled, "Aren't they just some tables, chairs, benches, etc. Let's see if we can get the developer to help move them."

"Besides, it's much more convenient for me to do business in a different place."

An older lady looked happy and said, "Young man, are you in business? Are you married? My granddaughter is turning 21 this year, do you want..."

Jiang Yuan waved his hand quickly, "What I do is not a big business. I collect rags."

"By the way, uncle and aunt, if you have any junk to clean up, you can just

Sell ​​it to me."

When the uncles and aunties heard this, they immediately became happy and said, "Whatever you want to collect, we will go upstairs to get it."

"I want everything, such as tables, chairs, benches, cabinets, beds, bottles, cans, old books and newspapers, everything."

An old man suddenly became happy. He held up the ponytail under his buttocks and asked Jiang Yuan, "Would you like this ponytail? I bought it for fifty cents and have been using it for several years."

"I'll take two cents."

The old man was stunned and said, "Young man, are you kidding me? Isn't this a loss-making business?"

Jiang Yuan smiled and shook his head, "Uncle, you don't know something. Isn't this area going to be developed? The real estate developers have a policy. If I receive something, they will pay half of the money for me."

"So, of the two cents, one cent comes from the developer."

When everyone heard that there was such a good thing, they all hurried home.

Soon, they came out with large and small items.

"Young man, these are several kilograms of scrap newspapers from my house. Look, can I give them a dime?"

"OK!"

"And mine. This big glass jar was used to make wine. I'll give it to you with the wine."

"One piece, I'll take it," Jiang Yuan looked at the crowded crowd in front of him and said loudly: "Grandpas and aunties, please don't mess around and wait in line. I'll take as much as you have."

Half an hour later, Wang Fei, Master Mo, and several employees of Nanbowan Real Estate arrived and were dumbfounded.

I saw Jiang Yuan standing in an open space, holding a thick stack of zero tickets in his hand. In front of him was a large group of uncles and aunts, carrying pots and pans, tables and benches, and even old ladders.

come over.

Behind Jiang Yuan, a lot of things had been piled up, like a garbage dump.

Seeing Wang Fei, Jiang Yuan suddenly smiled and said, "Wang Fei, bring someone here to collect the waste."

Wang Fei had no choice but to lead the people over.

Just at this time, an aunt walked up to Jiang Yuan carrying a brown clay pot the size of his head, "Young man, my old man picked this up when he was young. It contains lard."

Jiang Yuan saw the thing emitting a strong light. Before he could speak, he saw Master Mo walking over quickly. He took the pot and looked at it carefully, his expression becoming more and more excited.

"Although the pottery pots from the Yuan Dynasty are from folk kilns, they are in such good condition and even have paintings on them, which is rare."

Master Mo quickly asked the lady, "Sister, how much do you plan to sell it for?"

The lady thought for a while and looked at Jiang Yuan hesitantly, "How about you give me a dollar?"

Looking at the aunt's cautious expression, she seemed to be afraid that Jiang Yuan would not agree.

Master Mo looked overjoyed, "Old girl, I won't fight with you. This thing is an antique and costs more than one yuan. I'll give you ten yuan!"

The old lady was stunned for a moment. She looked at the jar of lard in her home and then at Master Mo's face, "Just this thing, is it worth ten yuan?"

Master Mo

Fu nodded and wanted to say something else, but was directly interrupted by Jiang Yuan.

"It's only worth ten yuan. This thing is worth a thousand!"

Jiang Yuan deliberately raised his voice, and then directly counted a thousand dollars to the aunt.

The aunt looked at the money but didn't dare to reach out to take it.

This is a full thousand yuan, half a year's salary of her son.

Jiang Yuan handed the money directly to the aunt's hand, and then said loudly: "If you have anything else to sell, hurry up, I have other places to go."

Upon hearing this, many uncles and aunties hurried home and brought them all the dishes and chopsticks for eating.

They saw Jiang Yuan put a thousand yuan into the aunt's hand.

Master Mo looked at Jiang Yuan with a puzzled look on his face. Why should he pay the current market price when he could buy a big leak for tens of dollars?

Jiang Yuan was not an idiot. He gave the market price because he didn't want his aunt to suffer a loss.

Jiang Yuan is willing to pay the market price because he knows the potential for appreciation in the future.

It can be said that this is a win-win situation.

Wang Fei looked at Jiang Yuan with confusion at this time, "Look at these benches, tables, chairs, and pots and pans. Why did you pay such a high price for them?"

Jiang Yuan smiled, "You may not think these things are old, but they are still good and usable."

"When the time comes, we will find a special place to camp them. When we have time, we can just bring them to poor areas and donate them."

With that said, Jiang Yuan started working again to collect waste.

"This is a ruler from the late Qing Dynasty," Jiang Yuan thought for a moment, "it's about twenty yuan."

The old man looked suspicious, "Young man, you gave Mrs. Wang's lard jar just now. This one of mine must be an antique too, right? Why is it only twenty?"

Jiang Yuan smiled and said, "Uncle, the current price of this ruler is only 180 yuan even if you keep it for a few more years."

"If you are willing to keep it, then I won't accept it. If you are willing to sell it, I will take it back and put it in the store, which means I can make a few yuan difference in price."

When the old man heard this, he quickly put the ruler into his arms and said, "Then I'd better keep it."

Jiang Yuan nodded, he didn't want to accept this thing at all.

Two hours later.

Jiang Yuan moved a chair and sat, holding a cup of tea and humming a tune. From time to time, his eyes would glance at the things brought by the uncles and aunts. The old daily necessities behind him had piled up like a hill. Fortunately, Jiang Yuan consciously

They are piled up in different categories, otherwise it would be quite a hassle.

Master Mo was sitting next to him. When he saw something that looked like an antique, he stepped forward to check it out.

Wang Fei and others continued to recycle old daily necessities.

When the last uncle sold a few enamel basins, Jiang Yuan's mission for today was completed.

After doing the math, I collected about twenty pieces of old stuff, half of which are more valuable, and two are worthy of collection.

Even if you lose a lot of money by collecting those used items, the future appreciation space of the antiques you collect is nothing compared to it.