Rebirth 1983: The counterattack started from hunting in the mountains

The man is called Yuan Bowen, he is already 70 years old, a real master with great prestige in the antique circle.

It is said that the other party was a rich young man in the old society and had access to many luxury goods, so he has a very high appreciation ability for antiques.

At the moment, the other party's financial strength is not bad. He owns a large antique shop in Kyoto, a place where every inch of land is valuable. He is the richest person Zhang Yaoyang has ever met.

Yuan Bowen appeared here because he was invited by a friend to relax in the countryside.

The local customs and culture here are very attractive to him, so this bustling market has become an excellent place to go.

Unlike others, he never looked at the goods. Instead, he was interested in the things that held the goods, such as jars and cans, as well as some antique leather products, which were his main targets.

This is an occupational disease. I still dream of finding treasure in this remote place.

A young man followed behind him, impatiently persuading him all the way.

"Grandpa, what good things can there be here? They are all poor people."

"Uncle Yan's house has some old items that are worth seeing. Don't waste your energy here."

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"Kid, I let you out here so you can see the world, not to curry favor with the powerful."

"There are all kinds of treasures in this world, and good treasures are only waiting for the right people. Just take your time and slowly look for them. Don't be careless, that's a taboo in this business."

Yuan Bowen's earnest teachings were met with disdainful stares from the young man.

Obviously, he had a prejudice against this countryside.

While the two were talking, the old man actually found a good thing.

It was a used oil lamp that was casually placed in the corner of a stall and was discovered by Yuan Bowen by chance.

This thing was not originally meant to be sold. It was used as temporary lighting when vendors set up their stalls at night.

Qingyang Town is the only town with a big market in the surrounding area. Every 3rd, 6th and 9th day of the lunar month, crowds of people flock here.

In order to grab a good stall location first, they have to arrive in the middle of the night. Some people not only bring oil lamps, but also a set of pots and pans, just in case.

People in the countryside are like this, they try to save money in any way they can and are reluctant to spend money recklessly.

At this time, Zhang Yaoyang could not only recognize objects, but also people, which was how he picked out the old man from the crowd.

Speaking of which, the two of them have some similarities.

When Yuan Bowen saw the oil lamp, he was a little excited and asked about the price immediately.

The stall owner didn't want to sell it, but the old man offered so much, and finally got it for three dollars, which was enough for him to buy five new oil lamps. He was so happy that he couldn't stop laughing.

Zhang Yaoyang watched the whole process and thought to himself that the stall owner did not know the goods and mistook pearls for fish eyes.

It was an iron oil lamp from the late Ming and early Qing dynasties. It had a candle holder and a small mechanism. Its shape was very exquisite, but it had been used so many times that the lamp itself became greasy and dirty, and the original texture could not be seen.

But if you clean it up and take it to the market, it won't be hard to sell it for 30 yuan considering its quality.

This was just a small bargain, and the young man looked down on it at all, pouting and rolling his eyes.

Zhang Yaoyang saw everything and chose a remote corner to set up his stall. It was too crowded and he couldn't squeeze in. Of course, there was no need for him to squeeze in.

Several bronze objects of different sizes, as well as ceramics, were placed out, as well as some jewelry covered in dirt and rubble, and then one waited quietly for the fish to take the bait.

Most of these bronze objects are masks, looking like ghosts with green faces and fangs.

When passers-by saw it, they were so frightened that they kept stepping back, and no one dared to come forward to take a closer look.

When Yuan Bowen was about to continue searching for the next stall, he saw a few people who were coming to the market coming towards him with panicked looks on their faces, complaining non-stop.

"It's so scary. I don't know which grave those things were dug out from. It's like seeing a ghost in broad daylight."

"That young man is just an unlucky guy. Selling this in broad daylight is really unlucky."

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When Yuan Bowen heard this, he became interested and quickly pushed through the crowd to find Zhang Yaoyang's stall.

I could sense from a distance that it was a treasure, and I hurried my steps as if I was afraid that the person would run away.

Zhang Yaoyang was ecstatic inside, but he pretended to be calm on the surface.

"Little brother, can I touch these things of yours?"

Yuan Bowen ran too fast and was a little out of breath, but he still asked politely.

"Of course, old sir. If necessary, I can also tell you in detail the origins of these treasures."

"Okay, okay, thank you very much. Tell me, how did you get here?"

"Well, if you can buy all of them, I can not only tell you how they came from, but I can even take you to the place where I found them."

With his ability, one person could not dig up an ancient tomb, and he had no interest in digging up ancient corpses and getting involved in bad luck.

After living a new life, he has already learned to respect the heavens, the earth, humans, gods and ghosts.

What he picked up and sold could be considered gifts from nature. After being exposed to wind, sun and rain, they could be disposed of at will.

Therefore, as long as the price is right, he doesn't mind selling the ancient tomb in bulk.

After hearing this, Yuan Bowen was naturally very happy.

As soon as he touched them, he knew that these things had unusual origins and seemed to be royal burial objects from the Western Zhou Dynasty.

This kind of remote place should have been a place of exile in the past, which is why this kind of discovery was made.

He simply asked about the excavation process and then made a thoughtful suggestion.

"I like this thing very much. Just name a price, young man. If it's suitable, I will buy all of these things for you. However, you must also take us to the location of your ancient tomb. What do you think?"

Zhang Yaoyang nodded. This was what he meant. He wanted to sell the whole thing at a lump sum price without any bargaining. He directly quoted a sky-high price of 100 million.

The price estimated by Gold Finger is 50. There are many antiques buried deep in the ancient tomb, and their value is inestimable. The asking price of 50 is not expensive at all.

The young man was so shocked by Zhang Yaoyang's huge mouth that his jaw dropped.

Even though he was a worldly-wise man, he was still frightened by the huge amount of money and lost his temper on the spot.

"You are asking for an exorbitant price. This pile of scrap metal should be worth at most 10,000 yuan. How dare you ask for such a high price? Why don't you just rob people?"

Zhang Yaoyang raised his eyebrows: "How can you say it's a robbery when we both agree to it?"

"If you can buy it, buy it. If you can't buy it, just leave. Can I put a knife to your neck and force you to buy it?"

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"Your price is too outrageous. It's only 10,000. You can sell it if you want!"

The young man's shouting was met with Yuan Bowen's silent affirmation. He also only wanted to offer 10,000 yuan and was not willing to pay more.

Zhang Yaoyang saw this and smiled coldly: "Ten thousand yuan, you are from Kyoto, you want to take advantage of me, a country boy, and sell it to you at a low price? Don't even think about it."

Zhang Yaoyang introduced the names and uses of those treasures one by one. Each one of them was well-founded and consistent with the records in history books.

Yuan Bowen looked at him again and said.

"Young man, I didn't expect that you have such a profound understanding of these antiques. You taught me a very meaningful lesson."

"It is said that one never stops learning, and there are always mountains higher than the other. The ancients were right."

Yuan Bowen was sighing there. To be honest, this was the first time he had seen these treasures. He only knew that they were very old and he had to go back and look up literature to get a conclusion on what they were.

Zhang Yaoyang's introduction was detailed and supported by various historical evidences, which made him feel as if everything had suddenly become clear to him, and he began to value these treasures even more.

This also means that the other party knows the value of the product and is not easy to fool, so it is impossible to buy it at a low price.

Giving up would be even more impossible, as the existence of the ancient tomb was like a hook that had already held it tightly.