Live Jianbao: Baoyou, you are very wrong

Chapter 439 It's Not Appropriate To Divide The Loot In Human Face
"Move!"

After Rewu arranged it, the staff hurriedly started digging the sand.

While Rewu yelled for them to avoid the main buildings, he stepped forward to mark the range of the royal city with lime.

Baoyou was really amazed by the one-hand operation while making holes and smelling the sand and lime.

Where have they seen such archeology before?

Before, Huang Haoying and Jackdaw's operations were quite satisfactory, far behind Rewu.

"This, after all, is Yeluzi."

Tang Qisheng raised his head, and his friends quickly caught him and asked him what he meant by that.

"Curator Rewu and his family used to be the famous underground workers in the northwest area."

The treasure friends understood Tang Qisheng's metaphor and were all stunned.

Mice to control the cat?What kind of operation is this?
"It has nothing to do with him."

Tang Qisheng knew that Baoyou was about to misunderstand, so he quickly explained.

"Those things were done by people in his family, and they were all three generations ago. At that time, curator Rewu learned these things in order to become a perfumer, and later he was abducted by Mr. Mo."

"only……"

Hearing that, Baoyou pricked up his ears, thinking there was something else going on.

Tang Qisheng sighed.

"This curator Rewu is too stingy, and he is the most shameless provincial museum!"

Everyone was speechless for a while, not understanding what kind of evaluation this was.

To be honest, this evaluation is all insulting.

Moreover, how skinny can a curator be?
The audience felt that the atmosphere was a bit subtle, and couldn't help but imagine the scene at that time.

"I think, you look at the perfume, it's not interesting, come and see the cultural relics with me, it smells good!"

"..."

Forget it, the picture is so beautiful that I dare not think about it at all.

Rewu couldn't see the content of the barrage discussion, and was still trying to determine the scope.

After a while, a roughly square place was outlined.

"It's about that big."

The staff were ready early, and when they heard the confirmation, they excavated directly.

The engineer shovel flew up, and in an instant it was a bunker with a depth of half a person.

"Expert Ning, I dare you to see it. This place is about five or six meters deep. No wonder you can't smell it on the surface."

"The things inside must be good!"

"At that time, you can pick a few good ones and give them to the Anxi Museum!"

"Is this the strength of Master Ning?"

Some people in the barrage lamented that this treatment is completely different from that of ordinary people.

They saw other people encountering the archaeological site before, and the performance of the cultural relics protection department was very straightforward, taking them all away.

Now he even discussed with Ning Fan to keep a few good ones.

It can't be that Master Ning has to pick a few pieces to bring back after digging them out, right?

"Don't think about it, it's impossible."

Tang Qisheng shook his head directly.

"It's likely that Mr. Mo is already watching. Don't look at Academician Yuan sitting here, people should be sent over to prepare to cut things."

"Should... not be?"

Everyone in the live broadcast room didn't quite believe that Yuan Lu could do this.

"How to speak?"

While everyone was still hesitating, Yuan Lu yelled and hit his crutch hard.

"What is cut off?"

"Is it handed over to the state or divided into localities?"

"Of course this kind of thing should be sent to the Palace Museum for collection."

The treasure friends held back their laughter and thought this was really interesting.

Those with a keen sense of smell have already started to record screens to provide materials for the media.

If the curator of the Anxi Museum and the consultant of the Palace Museum fight in the live broadcast room because of this kind of thing...

Hmm... I can't seem to type through the screen.

But even scolding a few words, I'm afraid it's a big headline.

Ning Fan's eyes moved slightly, and he relayed Yuan Lu's words.

On the screen, Yuan Lu was completely dumbfounded.

He didn't expect Ning Fan to say it without changing a single word. Isn't this a slap in the face?
"Ning Archfire Master Sail!"

"Ning, if you don't break the dog's brain, you won't be happy, Master!"

"Show! I didn't know how to kill with a knife before. After watching Master Ning's live demonstration, I realized it!"

In the live broadcast room, Baoyou can't wait to take notes and use this method to deal with colleagues.

"Think about it, if the person you disagree with is complaining about the boss, you happen to have a voice call with the boss."

"Wonderful!"

"Are you the author of "The Killer Feature of Corporate Interpersonal Communication"?"

"Back then you quit... oh, you haven't quit the literary world yet, so hurry up and write a book!"

Rewu also froze in place.

After a while, his head shook like a rattle.

"That's impossible, and the other person isn't here, so I'll hide it secretly. As long as you don't tell me, Expert Ning, he won't know."

Baoyou in the live broadcast room was going to laugh like crazy.

Let's not talk about Master Ning's selling Academician Yuan Lu, but Rewu's operation is to divide the spoils in front of the owner.

However, Rewu didn't realize this yet, and kept talking on the sidelines, even thinking about how to divide things.

was talking.

The phone rings.

"It belongs to Academician Yuan, Expert Ning, please don't talk, I will talk to him."

Rewu takes a deep breath and hands-free under air pressure.

"The ceramics are kept in place. When I find someone to carry them, the gold, silver and bronze wares will be loaded directly into the car. Wrapped in wool felt, they will be pulled to the museum first, and then they will be said to be donated by someone who is destined, right?"

Yuan Lu's voice was full of air, as if he was making arrangements.

"Yes! That's right!"

Rewu agreed, and within two seconds, his face was embarrassed.

"No, Academician Yuan, how do you know? I haven't said that yet, it's not counted!"

"Wait, Expert Ning, aren't you still broadcasting live?"

Rewu looked at Ning Fan and reacted.

"Ang, it's not broken."

Ning Fan nodded and agreed.

Rewu slapped his thigh in great annoyance.

"Expert Ning, you've done a terrible job of harming people! You made me... Academician Yuan, I was just talking nonsense just now! The things should be handed over to the Forbidden City, and we can keep some unique ones..."

After rambling on and on, I confessed my mistake, and my friends also saw why Tang Qisheng said that I was hot.

The speed of changing faces and admitting mistakes is really invincible.

They don't make mistakes so quickly.

Ning Fan smiled and ate the whole time, and waited until he hung up the phone before leisurely going over to ask Rewu how he felt.

"Oh, expert Ning, you are not kind!"

"I knew if you were live broadcasting, I would never have said it!"

Everyone in the live broadcast room became curious.

Has this changed his temper?Knowing that Academician Yuan is here, do you want to say something else?
"If I knew he was there, I would just grab it and run away!"

Good guy.

Bao friends collectively support the forehead.

I knew that Rewu would not be so honest. Sure enough, this logic is too cruel. Is it true that the live broadcast is not evidence?

"Anyway, when things are in the museum, they will take them away if they can. I'll see if there are so many people in the museum to agree."

"It's all right now, it's gone...it's gone!"

Rewu kicked the sand hard, grabbed it again and smelled it a few times.

"There's nothing! It's better not to smell it!"

All the friends couldn't help laughing.

This childish Curator Rewu is so cute.

At this moment, shouts erupted from the crowd digging the pit.

"I found something!"

(End of this chapter)