Rebirth Picking Leaks Started in 1992

What Jiang Yuan didn't expect was that within an hour, several more aunts and uncles came. They all took things they couldn't use at home and stood at the door looking at Jiang Yuan eagerly.

Jiang Yuan could only explain again:

"Grandpas and aunties, my place is no longer a trust store, but if you have any old things at home, you can bring them."

An aunt in her forties or fifties shouted: "Ms. Wang, a piece of broken wood was sold for twenty. All I brought were new kettles and basins. Why can't I sell them?"

Jiang Yuan didn't know whether to laugh or cry, "Auntie, this is an antique shop. I only accept antiques."

"What is an antique?"

"It's just things from the past," Jiang Yuan explained patiently: "It's just bottles, cans, plates, bowls, ornaments, calligraphy and paintings from the past."

The elders and aunties looked at each other, then turned and left.

Half an hour later, I saw them coming again, and they really brought a lot of "old" things with them.

"Weighing weights in the late Republic of China..."

"Glass vases before and after the founding of the People's Republic of China."

"Whose lard jar is this?"

Jiang Yuan:? ╮(╯▽╰)╭

"Young man, do you want these things?"

Jiang Yuan rummaged through everyone's things, and finally picked out a small-leaf red sandalwood scale beam and bought it.

This scale beam is quite suitable for loading two strings of beads.

A group of elders and aunties were about to leave with disappointed faces. Jiang Yuan quickly shouted:

"Grandpas and aunties, please remember to tell your neighbors that this is not a trust store, but an antique shop that collects antiques."

Seeing the aunts and uncles walking away, Jiang Yuan's face was full of worry, "I don't know if the aunts and uncles understand, otherwise my place will become a grocery store and a garbage dump."

"Even if there are old things at home, the value won't be very high, but mosquitoes are still meat no matter how small they are." Jiang Yuan looked at the scale beam in his hand and fell into thought.

Originally, Jiang Yuan planned to take a boutique route and only target players within the circle.

But shouldn’t we accept some low-value antiques in front of us? If we make little money, we won’t make any money.

Jiang Yuan thought about it and decided to hire a knowledgeable person to sit in the store and be responsible for the sale of these 'ordinary' antiques.

"Who is suitable?"

Every name flashed through Jiang Yuan's mind, but none of them seemed appropriate.

Really accomplished players either have their own store, or they just focus on collecting. Who is willing to come to the store to help?

Suddenly, Jiang Yuan thought of someone.

Master Mo, who we met once at Jiabaoxuan.

Although they had only met him once, Jiang Yuan could tell that he was a true lover of antiques, and his attainments were definitely no worse than those of people like Zhu Wei and Hou Weimin.

But are people willing?

Jiang Yuan thought for a moment and then no longer hesitated. He locked the door and drove to Mojiawan in the truck.

Mojiawan is very close to the city, only half an hour's drive away.

Jiang Yuan drove to the entrance of the village and asked a woman who was breastfeeding her child:

"Sister, may I ask where Master Mo lives?"

The woman looked at Jiang Yuan and said, "Which Master Mo are you talking about? There are so many with the surname Mo in Mojiawan."

Jiang Yuan slapped his forehead and said with a smile: "It's Master Mo who has a lot of antiques at home...many bottles and jars."

"You're talking about Third Uncle," the woman pointed, "walk along the road and see the house with the big wolf dog tied up at the door."

Jiang Yuan thanked him, parked the truck aside, and walked forward.

After walking for about seven or eight minutes, Jiang Yuan actually saw a big wolf dog lying on the ground basking in the sun.

The big wolf dog was chained to the tree trunk at the door. Jiang Yuan did not dare to get too close, so he had to shout:

"Is Master Mo at home?"

"Master Mo?"

The big wolf dog was awakened, roared and rushed towards Jiang Yuan. Fortunately, the chain was not long enough, so the wolf dog could only keep pulling on the ground.

"Who?"

Master Mo opened the iron door and frowned the moment he saw Jiang Yuan.

"Xiao Jiang, what are you here for?"

"I don't plan to sell anything recently, please come back."

Jiang Yuan said quickly: "Master Mo, I'm not here to buy anything today. I have other things to talk to you about."

Old man Mo stepped forward to hold the wolf dog in doubt and let Jiang Yuan go into the yard.

When the courtyard door closed again with a 'snap' sound, Master Mo said doubtfully:

"What do you want from me?"

"Master Mo, I want to invite you to come out," Jiang Yuan said straight to the point: "My shop doesn't have a treasure appraiser yet, and I'm often not in the shop."

"No interest," Old Man Mo refused directly: "I'm old, I just drink a little wine and bask in the sun on weekdays."

Jiang Yuan smiled, "Master Mo, please don't be angry if I tell you something."

"Boss Zhu said that you will sell one or two collections every once in a while, which shows that you also need money to live."

"But who would be willing to sell the collection easily? Master Mo must not be very willing to do so either."

"Instead of doing this, why not come to my shop and help out? Not only can you earn living expenses, but you can also enrich your life."

Seeing that Master Mo was silent, Jiang Yuan smiled again and said, "Or are you really too old and think you don't have the ability?"

"How to stimulate generals?"

Master Mo snorted coldly, "I have lived for most of my life, how can you convince me with just a few words?"

"Besides, what good things can you get from your newly opened shop?"

Jiang Yuan laughed when he heard this. When old collectors like Master Mo sell things, they always start with things that they are not very optimistic about, and the later the remaining items are, the better they are.

Therefore, their vision is particularly high and they have lost interest in some ordinary antiques.

"Master Mo is wrong. I have a lot of good things."

"I can guarantee that if you go to my place, Mr. Mo will see things dozens of times more valuable than your collection."

Mr. Mo also had a hard temper. He immediately became angry when he heard this, "You are too arrogant."

Jiang Yuan smiled softly, "Do you want to see the hollow pastel heart-turning vase from the Qianlong period of the Qing Dynasty, Master Mo?"

"What!"

Old Man Mo stared, "What did you say?"

"A hollow pastel revolving vase from the Qianlong period of the Qing Dynasty," Jiang Yuan repeated with a smile, "Master Mo really doesn't want to go and see it?"

"Impossible, how could you have that kind of priceless treasure?" Old Man Mo shook his head directly, "Stop talking nonsense, it's boring, just go back."

Jiang Yuan's face was serious, "You are right, that treasure is not mine yet, but I can let you play with it once, as long as you agree to sit in my shop."

Old Man Mo hesitated.

Jiang Yuan saw his expression and knew that he was tempted.

No way, for those who really love collecting, the hollow pastel revolving vase from the Qianlong period of the Qing Dynasty is undoubtedly a huge temptation.

There once was a collector who spent all his life savings just to play with a rare treasure.

Old Man Mo is a real collector, Jiang Yuan believes that he will not miss this opportunity.

"Are you serious?"

Old Man Mo's face was serious, "If you really let me play with it once, I will promise you to sit in the store."

Jiang Yuan looked happy, "Then we have an agreement?"

"It's settled!" Old Man Mo's eyes also shone, "But if you lie to me, I will keep it safe so that the entire Binhai antique circle will know that you are a liar."

"Don't worry, as long as you are willing, I can arrange it in these two days."

"I still have a calligraphy and painting that I haven't framed yet. I'll go to your shop to find you tomorrow."

Jiang Yuan nodded, "Then I'll be waiting for you."

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When leaving Mojiawan, Jiang Yuan was in a good mood.

The next thing to do is to arrange a time for the official opening.

Early the next morning, Jiang Yuan approached Ye Zhiqiu. After obtaining her consent, he went to the store with her.

Wait until Mr. Mo arrives

After that, the three of them went to the bank together, and Mr. Mo also got his wish and got the 'heart-changing bottle'.

Mr. Mo's face was full of excitement. He kept praising him and the expression on his face was also wonderful.

Sometimes he was laughing, sometimes he was dejected, sometimes he was sighing, sometimes he was chatting.

"Jiang Yuan, tell me clearly, who does this heart-changing bottle belong to?"

"Although I don't know why the treasure owner wanted to take possession of this treasure, now that I have met it, old man, I will never miss it, and I will try anything."

Jiang Yuan smiled and pointed to Ye Zhiqiu who was standing next to him, "To tell you the truth, Mr. Ye Qingshan left this to Miss Zhiqiu."

When Mr. Mo learned that Ye Zhiqiu was the granddaughter of Ye Qingshan, he was full of surprise and said: "I didn't expect Master Ye to actually leave such a treasure. His title as the number one collector in Binhai is truly well-deserved."

Unfortunately, Ye Qingshan has passed away. The future king of Binhai collection must belong to Jiang Yuan.

"Ms. Ye, how much are you willing to pay for this heart-changing bottle? As long as you nod, I'm willing to trade all the collections at home for it!"

Ye Zhiqiu refused with a smile, "Master Mo, I have promised to leave the heart-changing bottle to Jiang Yuan. In other words, he has already made a reservation."

"Reservation?" Old Man Mo was stunned, "How much deposit did you pay, and what was the agreed transaction price?"

Ye Zhiqiu slowly shook his head, "Without a deposit, I will sell it for whatever amount Jiang Yuan is willing to pay."

Old Man Mo: "..."

Helpless, Old Man Mo could only look at Jiang Yuan with envy and jealousy, "You are so lucky!"

Jiang Yuan chuckled, "Yes."

Three days passed in a flash.

In the past three days, Jiang Yuan returned to the village again and found that the villagers were very motivated. All the factory buildings had been covered with new tiles and the warehouses had been set up. As soon as Chen Zhong arrived, they could start building kilns and building production lines.

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Under the organization of the village chief, the villagers began to transport a large amount of kaolin from the mountain, which was piled next to the factory building like a hill.

Only the Ye family had no news, but Jiang Yuan believed in Gong Ping's strength and did not ask further questions.

In the past three days, many residents around the shop have brought old items from their homes, hoping to sell them at a good price here in Jiangyuan.

But good things don't appear so easily. Occasionally, one or two antiques appear, but their value is not very high.

Fortunately, Mr. Mo joined in, so Jiang Yuan could barely keep busy.

After careful calculation, I have collected a total of more than 30 items in the past three days. They are all of average value, but if they are placed on the shelf, they still look like that.

Seeing that the store was no longer empty, Jiang Yuan personally wrote an invitation letter and sent it to acquaintances such as Zhu Wei, Hou Weimin, Mr. Liu, and Wang Baimian. He also asked them to let them know that he would officially open in two days.

In order to express his congratulations, Ye Zhiqiu specially took two antiques from the bank and asked Jiang Yuan to auction them on the opening day to create a lively atmosphere.

On the opening day, Jiang Yuan opened the door early, and Liu Shiqi and her brother and sister wiped the inside and outside of the shop clean.

But before the guests came, a few people appeared out of nowhere. When Jiang Yuan and the other three were not paying attention, a bucket of swill was poured directly at the door, causing a stench.

Liu Xiaojun was so angry that he yelled: "Whoever is doing evil behind the scenes has the ability to come out!"

But no matter how much he scolded him, the troublemaker never showed up.

Jiang Yuan had no choice but to clean up the door with a cold face, and then guarded the door.

Zhu Wei was the first to arrive. He got out of the taxi with a gift in his hand. When he saw Jiang Yuan standing at the door, he couldn't help but smile:

"Brother Jiang is still standing at the door to greet me. I'm really flattered."

Just as Jiang Yuan was about to reply, he saw two young men running over quickly, holding swill buckets in their hands. It was obvious what they wanted to do.

Jiang Yuan's face was filled with coldness and he roared: "How dare you!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw the two people swung hard and the swill bucket flew over. With a clang, the smelly swill filled the door and splashed all over Zhu Wei.

Zhu Wei: "····"

"You bastards!" Jiang Yuan growled and rushed towards the two young men who were running away:

"See if I don't break your legs!"