Rebirth cut off from relatives, the whole family regrets it

The old man was so excited that he sat down next to Jiang Yi, not caring about the treasure he had just bought, and put it on the ground.

"Young man, my people have tools. Do you need them? If you are willing, I can help you."

"Then lend me the tools, and I will do it myself."

Mr. Zhou was overjoyed to hear that. He could see an ancient cultural relic come to light with his own eyes. For an antique lover, the temptation was too great.

He took out a small leather bag from his pocket and handed it to Jiang Yi.

At this time, the people who had seen Mr. Zhou bargain to one million to buy the treasure gradually gathered around.

Seeing Mr. Zhou so excited, they were all a little stunned.

Everyone looked at Jiang Yi, full of doubts.

Could this kid have found a bargain?

Jiang Yi took the tools and started working.

The black bowl was not actually black, but was painted with a layer of paint, covering up the original color. Only the ant-sized area on the edge of the bowl showed a little bit of the original color.

Removing paint is a very delicate job. Jiang Yi did it very carefully, but in an orderly manner, without shaking his hands.

Seeing this, Mr. Zhou was amazed.

This young man is so young, but he has such skills and courage, which is really extraordinary.

More and more people gathered around, even the seller of the black bowl came around, fearing that what he sold was really a rare treasure.

An hour later, Jiang Yi's work was finally completed.

The originally black bowl has changed a lot at this moment, becoming simple and elegant.

Old Zhou looked at the porcelain bowl with shining eyes: "Little brother, can you lend me this treasure?"

"Of course."

Old Zhou took the porcelain bowl and stroked it lovingly.

When the people around saw Old Zhou's expression, how could they not understand?

This kid really has a pair of sharp eyes and picked up such a big bargain.

The original stall owner now regretted his intestines and came forward: "Old Zhou, when do you think this object is from?"

Old Zhou didn't even raise his head: "It should be from the Tang Dynasty."

Everyone took a breath of cold air.

"Damn, this kid has made a fortune! Tang Dynasty porcelain, look at Mr. Zhou, this must be worth millions!"

"This kid's eyes are really poisonous, we just laughed at him, now he's slapped in the face!"

"If you ask me, the one who lost the most is the boss, he bought a broken plate for 5,000 yuan, and was complacent, but ended up giving someone a bowl worth millions!"

"Hahahahahaha..."

Listening to these discussions, the stall owner felt his blood boiling, his brain got hot, and he rushed forward: "I won't give you this bowl, I won't give it to you!"

Jiang Yi has seen this kind of thing many times, so he has been on guard since he gave the bowl to Mr. Zhou.

Seeing the stall owner rushing over, he stood up and stopped the stall owner.

The stall owner angrily said, "You little bastard, if you don't want to die, get out of here. I'm selling plates, not bowls! Give it back to me!"

Jiang Yi didn't bother to say more to him, since Mr. Zhou was still behind him.

And if there was a conflict around Mr. Zhou, a man of such prominent status, the bodyguards hiding in the dark would definitely come over.

Sure enough, as soon as the stall owner finished speaking, two strong men squeezed through the crowd and took the man away.

The stall owner was dragged away quickly, and Jiang Yi could only hear him shouting hysterically: "That's my bowl, give it back to me! I didn't sell that bowl!"

Jiang Yi sat back next to Mr. Zhou, who reluctantly moved his eyes away from the porcelain bowl and looked at Jiang Yi: "Young man, this bowl...are you willing to sell it?"

"Since Mr. Zhou likes it so much, let's give it to someone who really likes it."

Mr. Zhou thought for a moment: "Young man, I see you are also an expert, so you can make the price."

Jiang Yi smiled: "No need, I still trust Mr. Zhou's character, just give it to Mr. Zhou."

Mr. Zhou laughed: "You are interesting, kid."

After that, Mr. Zhou asked Jiang Yi for his bank card number, then called an old man in the crowd and whispered something in his ear.

The old man nodded and left.

Jiang Yi chatted with Mr. Zhou for a while, and his phone suddenly vibrated. He took it out and looked at it, then said to Mr. Zhou: "Actually, this porcelain bowl is not worth so much."

Mr. Zhou transferred 4 million to him, but he knew that this porcelain bowl would only be worth more than 3 million at an auction nowadays.

Mr. Zhou laughed loudly: "It doesn't matter, you kid

Interesting, let's just be friends..."

He took out a business card from his inner pocket, "Young man, this is my business card, you can call me too, I'm afraid I'll have a lot of things to ask you in the future!"

Jiang Yi took the business card with both hands and took a look.

There was no position or identity, just three simple words.

Zhou Maoxun.

Below was a phone number.

Jiang Yi didn't hesitate, he sent a message to Zhou Maoxun and attached his name.

"Jiang Yi..." Zhou Lao murmured, "Then I will call you Teacher Jiang in the future."

"Mr. Zhou, you are embarrassing me, a junior."

"No, no, no, with Mr. Jiang's poisonous eyes, you deserve to be called Teacher Zhou."

Seeing this, Jiang Yi stopped refusing and smiled.

Then, Mr. Zhou seemed to have thought of something and took out the bronze he had just bought: "Mr. Jiang, can you help me take a look at this object? I saw Teacher Jiang laugh just now. Did I make a mistake? "

Jiang Yi glanced at the bronze in Zhou Lao's hand and didn't take it.

"It's not a mistake. It's not a loss to buy this item for one million. But does Mr. Zhou know the real purpose of this item?"

Mr. Zhou was stunned when he heard it: "Isn't this a small decoration?"

Jiang Yi looked at Mr. Zhou, showing a trace of pity on his face, and then whispered: "Have you heard of Hu Zi, Mr. Zhou?"

When Mr. Zhou heard this, he was struck by lightning.

After a moment, he suddenly laughed again: "This time, Mr. Jiang really made a fool of himself! "

Jiang Yi didn't say anything.

Mr. Zhou finally saw a young man who knew so much about antiques, and he held him tightly and refused to let go. Finally, the housekeeper who followed Mr. Zhou was afraid that he would be harmful to his health if he kept sitting on the ground in such a cold day, so he reminded him and let him stand up.

Mr. Zhou originally wanted to invite Jiang Yi to dinner, but he had something very important to do in the evening, so he couldn't refuse, so he had to make an appointment with Jiang Yi for the next time.

Before the two of them parted, Jiang Yi estimated that the time was almost right, so he said: "Mr. Zhou, since you call me teacher, there is something I think I still need to remind you of."

"Okay, Mr. Jiang, don't worry, I will keep it in mind!" Mr. Zhou thought Jiang Yi was going to teach him the knowledge of the antique world, and he was very interested.

Who knew that the next second, Jiang Yi's face became serious.

He pointed to the jade ring on Mr. Zhou's left thumb.

"If Mr. Zhou is willing to trust me once, don't wear this jade ring. "