Rebirth Picking Leaks Started in 1992

Miao Wan'er sat on the ground, tears welling up unsatisfactorily.

Jiang Yuan stayed on the spot, his right hand raised in the air, and for a moment he seemed to be petrified.

What did you just do?

He grabbed her by the collar, dragged her to the ground, and then... reached out and pulled at her clothes a few times.

No wonder it feels so weird!

"Yes...I'm sorry, I..." Jiang Yuan blushed and wanted to reach out to help her, but he didn't dare.

"I'm really sorry, I didn't mean it."

"Crack!"

A slap hit Jiang Yuan's face directly.

But the mask on Jiang Yuan's face was relatively hard, and the pain immediately made Miao Wan'er's tears fall faster.

She pulled off her mask and peaked cap, revealing a beautiful face full of pear blossoms and rain.

Black hair falls like a waterfall on her shoulders, and under her curved eyebrows, her long and thick eyelashes tilt upward in a perfect arc.

Her clear and bright eyes were now filled with mist, and large teardrops streaked across her face as white and soft as cream, and then slid down her shallow pear pits onto her chest.

Jiang Yuan was fascinated for a while.

Miao Wan'er bit her lips tightly and raised her hand to slap Jiang Yuan.

"No, I'm still wearing the mask on my face, it's your hands that hurt!"

As soon as these words came out, Jiang Yuan immediately wanted to scold himself. Is now the time to worry about who is hurting?

"I apologize to you. I really didn't mean to do it. I'm sorry!"

Jiang Yuan pointed at Zhu Dashan and Tan Song in a panic, "They testified for me, I really didn't know you were a girl, I..."

"No! I don't know anything, I didn't see anything!"

Tan Song quickly turned to one side and suppressed his smile, "Jiang Yuan, I think you should be responsible for this girl."

"I will never be able to imitate what you did just now."

After saying that, Tan Song could no longer hold back his smile and started laughing with his belly in his hands.

Zhu Dashan quickly covered Tan Song's mouth and pulled him aside.

Miao Waner stared at Jiang Yuan with an aggrieved face, but she didn't say a word, which would make anyone feel distressed.

People passing by were pointing and pointing, which probably means that young people nowadays don’t understand the words of pity and pity.

Jiang Yuan sighed helplessly, thought for a while, then simply took off his mask and took another step forward, "If you think you want to slap me twice to relieve your anger, then go ahead."

Miao Waner raised her fair and slender palm, but it did not fall on Jiang Yuan's face. She just choked and spoke stubbornly and aggrievedly.

"I didn't steal anything from you!"

"Why do you search me?"

Her voice was clear and trembling, and it was obvious that what had just happened was extremely difficult for her to accept.

Also, no one would be able to accept the change.

At this time, Zhu Dashan had already dragged Tan Song to find the "Red Mask" to tell Jiang Yuan that something had been stolen.

Jiangyuankan

There was no one around, so I just gave myself a slap in the face.

"I apologize to you again, I'm sorry!"

Miao Waner wiped her tears, turned around and left without saying a word, covering her heart.

Jiang Yuan quickly followed him, originally thinking of asking if he could compensate the girl.

As a result, Miao Waner ran away directly.

Jiang Yuan looked at her back and sighed repeatedly, "What the hell is going on~"

Zhu Dashan and Tan Song came over at this time and whispered:

"The matter has already been said. They mean they will investigate immediately. However, don't hold out too much hope. After all, the thief was not caught on the spot. Moreover, this is also a disadvantage for your own custody."

Jiang Yuan naturally knew the rules, and he no longer had much hope in retrieving the dagger.

Fortunately, I have already harvested the big pot of doucai, which is indeed a super big leak.

Jiang Yuan looked at the time and before he knew it, an hour had passed. "Let's go, let's continue shopping."

Tan Song was not opening any pot at this time, and said jokingly: "Jiang Yuan, do you think if people in your Binhai antique circle know what happened today, will it become a good story?"

Jiang Yuan wanted to beat Tan Song, but he happened to pass by a stall. Jiang Yuan pointed at a scroll on the stall and said angrily:

"Stop following me and buy the scroll and the inkstone next to it. You will make a profit this time. You can negotiate the price yourself."

Tan Song's face lit up, he ran to the stall in a hurry, looked at it briefly, and then started negotiating the price with the stall owner.

Jiang Yuanze and Zhu Dashan continued to walk forward.

Zhu Dashan was still looking around with vigilance. Suddenly, he pointed at a stall about ten meters ahead. The stall owner stood there with his arms folded, his eyes constantly scanning the passing crowd.

"Jiang Yuan, look."

"There's something wrong with that stall owner."

Jiang Yuan's eyes widened, and he saw that this man was emitting a faint blood-red light, and he was obviously a 'ruthless person'.

What's more important is that the items on his stall are all antiques such as weapons.

Jiang Yuan took a quick look and found that they were all non-glittery items, and they were all undoubtedly fakes.

Thinking of the fragment of the knife tip in Mr. Ma's hand, Jiang Yuan immediately became more cautious and gave Zhu Dashan a look, and the two of them walked towards the stall as if nothing had happened.

Seeing someone approaching, the stall owner immediately greeted with a smile, "Sir, take a look, the antiques I have here are all good."

Jiang Yuan leaned over and picked up a mottled copper sword, and asked with a smile: "When is this sword from?"

The stall owner said casually: "It's from the Tang Dynasty."

Upon hearing this, Jiang Yuan knew that the stall owner didn't know anything about antiques, and he was even more certain that there was something fishy about this stall.

Sure enough, Jiang Yuan glanced at it and saw a hunting knife about 80 centimeters long. It had golden irregular and fine texture. There was a piece missing from the tip of the knife, which happened to be the same as the fragment in Ma Sanye's hand.

That's right.

However, this knife must be an imitation.

Since it can be copied, it means that the real thing must be behind this stall owner.

In the hands of the boss.

When the stall owner saw Jiang Yuan's eyes glancing at the knife, his eyes suddenly flickered, "Sir, are you interested in this broken knife?"

"Don't worry, it's missing a piece, but it's actually a good thing. Let me tell you, this is Emperor Qianlong's hunting knife. If my family didn't need money urgently, I would never sell it."

Seeing that the stall owner explained the origin of the knife so skillfully, Jiang Yuan once again confirmed that this person came here for the fragment in Ma Sanye's hand.

At the same time, Jiang Yuan also reminded himself to be more careful. After all, the other party who resorted to such troublesome methods must be a difficult character to deal with.

My mission today is to find something and appraise it by the way. I must not get too involved in the matter between Mr. Ma and the mysterious man.

Thinking of this, Jiang Yuan casually picked up a dagger, looked at Zhu Dashan and said, "The one I bought just now was stolen. What do you think of this one?"

Zhu Dashan nodded in agreement, "It's quite pretty."

Jiang Yuan immediately asked with a smile: "Boss, how much does this knife cost?"

Seeing that Jiang Yuan was not interested in the hunting knife, the stall owner had no intention of acting anymore, so he waved his hand and said casually:

"one hundred."

"So cheap?"

Jiang Yuan directly touched a hundred-yuan note and handed it to the stall owner, then walked away with Zhu Dashan with a smile.

When no one was paying attention, Jiang Yuan threw the knife directly into the trash.

Jiang Yuan continued walking along Yulan Street while talking to Zhu Dashan in a low voice.

The two of them had now reached the middle section of Magnolia Street.

Suddenly, a black tent appeared in Jiang Yuan's sight.

There was a red lantern on a bamboo pole standing next to the tent, but the stall owner was nowhere to be seen outside the tent.

Jiang Yuan suddenly became interested, "It's interesting, let's go over and have a look."

Zhu Dashan was a little confused, "What does this mean?"

Jiang Yuan explained with a smile as he walked, "This is another kind of transaction in the ghost market."

"The stall owner is in the dark tent, and his things are also in the tent, but he doesn't sell them, he only accepts them in exchange."

"Can it be so neat?" Zhu Dashan looked curious, "Is it necessary to make it so mysterious?"

Jiang Yuan had already walked to the edge of the tent at this time, looked at a small black wooden sign hanging on the tent, and whispered:

"Let's wait, someone has already entered."

"Then why doesn't anyone say anything?"

"It's always been like this, probably just to pretend to be mysterious," Jiang Yuan smiled and waved his hand, "It's quite interesting anyway."

The two stood outside for a few minutes, and they saw someone lift the curtain and come out. Jiang Yuan also saw a ball of light the size of a fist in his arms, which was obviously a real thing.

As for whether he succeeded in the exchange, Jiang Yuan did not know.

"Only one person can go in at a time. Dashan, please wait for me outside."

After Jiang Yuan finished speaking, he directly opened the curtain and walked in.