Rebirth 80: Starting From Collecting Scraps!

Waving to a child, Yang Chen said a few words to him and let him go.

At noon, the three of Mr. Yang who had just finished their meal were confused.

Because the guard said that a child brought a message.

"Are you the Yang family? Brother Yang Chen said that his grandfather should send a few people to help him watch the yard! They must be serious about their work!"

Hearing the guard's retelling, Mr. Yang was puzzled for a while.

"Just let this kid do it!"

Sighing, Mr. Yang said.

Then, he made a call.

Yang Chen didn't wait long, and he waited for six people.

After confirming and instructing, Yang Chen left.

Then, he started a new busy.

In the afternoon, he brought a few reporters directly.

Then, he took a photo of his back, and then took a photo of the things in the yard and left.

In the evening, the major families in the imperial capital and countless people watching CCTV were confused.

Because they saw a rather weird news report from CCTV.

"During this period, a rag king appeared in our imperial capital. He bought a lot of rags. He said that these things are a little different. Our reporter..."

When he saw this news in the evening, Mr. Yang was really angry.

"Stinky boy! This is going to piss me off to death!"

Patting the table, Mr. Yang felt a headache.

In addition, he was deeply helpless.

At this point, it was useless to say anything.

Anyway, the Yang family has become a laughing stock in the imperial capital.

This is the fact. Countless people were amused when they saw this news.

All of a sudden, Yang Chen was also labeled by people from major families in the imperial capital.

"Big dandy!"

"Prodigal son!"

"Yang the fool!"

"Collecting rags is crazy!"

"Crazy Yang!"

"Stupid and rich young master Yang!"

"..."

For all these, Yang Chen had an attitude of indifference.

Now, he can be said to be very leisurely and free.

Every day, he sits on a master's chair and basks in the sun lazily in front of the courtyard house he rented.

Then, he would make tea with the purple clay teapot next to him from time to time.

It must be said that Yang Chen, who is now "rich and powerful", is really not an ordinary spendthrift.

The purple clay teapot is real!

Even the coffee table next to him is made of golden nan.

And his old chair is made of red sandalwood.

The plaything in his hand is also blood jade.

So?

What is Yang Chen doing?

The answer is fishing!

The kind that takes the bait willingly!

Even he invited reporters to report for fishing.

After several days, no fish took the bait, and Yang Chen couldn't help but feel a little disappointed.

However, he didn't mean to be anxious.

Facts have proved that he succeeded.

On this day, a Santana with a Hong Kong license plate came in front of Yang Chen.

A man with glasses holding a bag in his hand got out of the car.

"Hello, are you Mr. Yang?"

Looking at Yang Chen, the man with glasses asked in poor Mandarin.

"You can speak Cantonese, I understand!"

Smiled, Yang Chen said.

In his previous life, he traveled all over the country to do antique business, so he could still understand a lot of words.

"That's good!"

Hearing Yang Chen's words, the middle-aged man breathed a sigh of relief.

"It's like this, my name is Wang Baiwan, I heard that you collected a lot of junk, I plan to buy it at double the price, how about it?"

Looking at Yang Chen, the middle-aged man said.

Then, he couldn't move his eyes away, staring at the table, purple clay teapot, and old chair beside Yang Chen.

"Mr. Wang, are you kidding?"

Looking at Wang Baiwan, Yang Chen grinned.

"What do you mean?"

Hearing Yang Chen's words, Wang Baiwan couldn't help but frowned.

At the same time, he was a little guilty.

Originally, he wanted to fish in troubled waters!

Now it seems that the other party is still a person who knows the goods!

However, he wants to test it first.

"Master Gu's purple clay teapot, a century-old golden nan tea table, and a palace red sandalwood chair that's hundreds of years old."

"You offer more than 20,000 yuan, but I'm afraid you can't even afford any of these things in front of me?"

"Just this, you want to buy more than 20,000 things from me?"

Looking at Wang Baiwan with a smile, Yang Chen said with a playful look on his face.

"Ahem, it turns out that Mr. Yang is also an expert!"

Smiled awkwardly, Wang Baiwan said.

He felt a little regretful in his heart.

"Then, how about I give a fair price for these things?"

"One million!"

Took a deep breath, Wang Baiwan said seriously.

"I want to keep the purple clay teapot for making tea!"

Blinked, Yang Chen said with a smile.

"Deal!"

Gritting his teeth, Wang Baiwan said.

"You're too hard on the price, I'm afraid I won't make much money this way."

Then, he said another sentence.

"You can take these things away today, and bring money tomorrow to get better things!"

Looking at Wang Baiwan, Yang Chen put down the blood jade.

"Okay!" Hearing Yang Chen's words, Wang Baiwan smiled. Then, he took out a check and filled it out for Yang Chen. "Give me two days, don't talk to others first, okay?" Looking at Yang Chen, Wang Baiwan said seriously. "No problem!" Shrugging, Yang Chen looked indifferent. In fact, Yang Chen only planned to sell a very small part of his collection. All he needed was the start-up capital. Wouldn't it be nice to wait for the remaining collections to appreciate in value? In particular, there are many good things among his more than 20,000 collections! Leaving the purple clay teapot, Wang Baiwan left with the old chair, blood jade and coffee table. He didn't want to look at other things for the time being. Because he planned to contact the buyer first! The three things now are just a test.