Don't quibble, anchor, your name is Zhang San

Chapter 47 Of course cultural relics must be handed over to the state

This ugly mask is actually a national cultural relic?

Zhou Shuyi's eyes turned to the bronze mask, and looked at it carefully, the more she looked at it, the more she didn't believe it.

Rough workmanship, full of patina, ugly and dirty.

And it was bought from an old man in the mountains.

Can this thing be a cultural relic?
It wasn't just her, there were millions of netizens in the live broadcast room, and almost no one believed it.

"Good guy, reselling bronze wares, the anchor, you still say you are not Zhang San?"

"The loss is fake, otherwise the anchor would have to step on the sewing machine hahaha."

"Brother Jiang admits it, this thing can't be real."

"Brother Jiang made an eye shot this time."

"I bought a piece of scrap iron for 10 yuan. Brother Jiang is at a loss this time."

"This is the case in the antique business. No matter how experienced masters are, they sometimes miss it. Brother Jiang's harvest today is already very good."

At this time, a series of messages suddenly appeared in the live broadcast room.

Thanks to Desperate for sending Rocket X5!

"Brother Jiang, don't be discouraged. Five rockets will be delivered, and you should give Brother Jiang comfort."

Jiang Han had already put away the bronze mask at this time, glanced at the bullet screen, and suddenly couldn't laugh or cry.

"Thank you, Brother Wang, for the rocket, but I really didn't lie to you, this mask is really a cultural relic."

"It's over, Brother Jiang is completely stuck."

"Brother Jiang actually knows it all, but he just doesn't want to face it."

Seeing that the water friends still didn't believe in him, Jiang Han also gave up.

Although a little helpless, but what should be done still has to be done.

So Jiang Han took out his mobile phone, turned on Du Niang, found the number of the Bureau of Cultural Relics, and dialed it.

His actions fell into the eyes of the water friends in the live broadcast room, and they were immediately confused.

what happened?Brother Jiang said well, why did he suddenly make a phone call?
Although Zhou Shuyi on the side was also very puzzled, she was afraid of disturbing him, so she watched quietly.

Longguo Cultural Relics Bureau, Social Cultural Relics Department Office.

In the quiet office, a call suddenly rang from the landline.

Xiao Chen, who was sitting at the desk, was holding the phone in both hands. He glanced up and then moved his eyes back to the screen of the phone.

Wait a little longer, wait until this wave of groups is over, and then pick it up.

After a wave of team battles was finally over, Xiao Chen sighed angrily as he looked at the gray screen.

He put down the phone and reached for the receiver.

If he didn't see that the landline was still ringing, he didn't plan to bother with this call at all.

He had worked as an office receptionist for several years, so he knew very well that these calls were basically worthless.

Some people called and said that there were precious cultural relics. When the Cultural Relics Bureau checked, it turned out that they were fakes, or they were not even cultural relics at all.

Some took the opportunity to obtain information from the Bureau of Cultural Relics, such as how much this cultural relic is worth, and how is the market for that cultural relic.

There are even more extreme ones, purely here to play a prank.

After thinking about it for a while, Xiao Chen felt that it was normal. If someone really had any precious cultural relics, they would definitely hide them like treasures, and why would they call the Cultural Relics Bureau.

Do you really think that someone would be so selfless and willing to hand over cultural relics to the country?

Over time, Xiao Chen basically gave up on these calls, and answered them casually, and sometimes he didn't even bother to answer them when he was busy.

Jiang Han held up his mobile phone and waited for a while but no one answered.

Just as he was about to hang up, someone finally answered the phone.

"Hello, is this the Bureau of Cultural Relics?"

"Hello, this is the Longguo Cultural Relics Bureau, do you need any help?"

Xiao Chen answered the phone and uttered this opening sentence that had been repeated countless times.

"Hello, I have a cultural relic that I want to hand in."

Oh, this trick again.

Hearing this sentence, Xiao Chen suddenly lost interest.

More than half of the calls he took began with that sentence.

At first, he was excited, thinking that he could take back another precious cultural relic for the Dragon Kingdom.

But in the end, it often turns out to be a big oolong. The other party is either here to have fun, or the cultural relic is simply a fake.

For this reason, Xiao Chen was criticized several times by the leaders.

Hearing this sentence again at this time, he even wanted to hang up the phone directly.

"Oh, may I ask what type of cultural relics you want to hand in?"

Jiang Han heard a hint of perfunctory from his voice, and was suddenly a little confused.

What's going on?I want to go to the cultural relics, why does the other party seem to be not interested in this reaction?

Jiang Han suppressed the doubts in his heart, and continued: "What I want to hand in is a bronze mask, which is a bit old, at least 3000 years old."

On the other end of the phone, after hearing these words, Xiao Chen was taken aback for a moment, and then he couldn't help but burst out laughing.

Hey guys, Bronze Mask?

Please have some common sense, all the bronze masks in China are from Sanxingdui, and they are not more than 3000 years old.

Sanxingdui is the focus of the whole country at this time, and it is impossible for cultural relics to be lost.

So where did your bronze mask come from?
There is also at least 3000 years of history, edited, and edited.

Although Xiao Chen tried his best to hold back his laughter, Jiang Han still caught a hint of laughter, and a black line appeared on his forehead immediately.

"Are you laughing? You think what I said is funny?"

"Absolutely not. I have been trained professionally. No matter how funny it is, I will never laugh."

Jiang Han: "."

You're just laughing, okay?And it's laughing wildly!
Jiang Han was completely speechless, who cares, just laugh, anyway, once the cultural relics are handed in, I have nothing to do with the rest.

"May I ask what is the process of handing over the cultural relics and how to operate it."

It was also Jiang Han's first time doing this kind of thing without any experience.

On the other side, Xiao Chen finally stopped smiling, and said, "That's right, sir, you can tell me an address, and we will have someone in charge to pick it up, or you can go directly to the local cultural relics management bureau and do an appraisal first to confirm Just hand over the value directly to the Authority.”

Jiang Han thought for a while, and chose a more convenient way to submit.

"It's better for you to pick it up yourself, the address is."

If he went to the Cultural Relics Administration, he had to go there himself, and he knew whether the mask was real, so there was no need for an appraisal.

Xiao Chen casually took a piece of A4 paper, wrote down the address, and replied: "Okay sir, we will send someone to pick it up as soon as possible, thank you for your support for our work."

After hanging up the phone, Xiao Chen laughed again.

"The bronze mask over 3000 years old made me laugh so hard haha, it has been my laughing point for a year."

After laughing, he threw the A4 paper aside, leaned back on the chair, picked up his mobile phone and continued to fight.

"Damn, you can't beat Chang'e playing Jialuo, can you play it? If you have the ability to turn on the voice!"

On the other side, Jiang Han had already put away his cell phone.

Although the attitude of the other party did not satisfy him, and his professionalism was still to be considered, the matter of handing in the cultural relics was settled, and everything else was trivial.

Zhou Shuyi, who was on the side, couldn't wait a long time ago. Seeing that he finished the call, she quickly confirmed: "You called the cultural relics bureau just now?"

"Yes."

"The cultural relic you want to hand in, isn't this broken mask?"

Jiang Han nodded, and then said weakly: "Sister Zhou, I have said it many times, this is not a broken mask, it is a cultural relic with a history of 3000 years."

Seeing him admitting, Zhou Shuyi stayed where she was, and didn't listen to the latter sentence at all.

"It's over, it's over, it's too bad to hand over such a broken mask to the country."

"My old lady pretends not to know you now, is there still time?"

Jiang Han: "."

What I just said is all in vain, right?

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