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Chapter 123 I am a treasure appraiser, you ask me how to prevent theft?

Cutting Hu in front of my face?
I think you don't take my old Nine School Master Zhang seriously.

Zhang Yang quickly called Tang Qiyun, a part-time house manager, to work:
"The housing management will help seal the host who raises the price for three to five days."

"Is this man a Manchester United fan? Damn, no wonder the price is raised so much."

Xiao Tang acted very quickly, and within 20 seconds after Zhang Yang finished speaking, she blocked Brother Pingan, but it was still a bit late.

Lianmai's Baoyou has already seen the barrage of price hikes.

"Brother Pingan, do you want these books too?"

"Mr. Zhang, these books seem to be very popular, or..."

The implication was that he wanted to increase the price, or let Zhang Yang and the others bid.

"Hehe." Zhang Yang nodded with a half-smile: "Then sell it to Brother Pingan, I don't want it anymore."

"why?"

Because there is no such thing as spending money on whoring for nothing, Zhang Yang replied in his heart.

When the time comes, just ask Brother Pingan to borrow the book, and ask him to photocopy the book as a PDF and send it over.

After sending away the inheritor of Chinese medicine and Fengshui master, Zhang Yang quickly contacted today's last treasured friend—Brother Ping'an, who is live broadcasting the grave selling next door.

"Master Zhang, you must be kind!"

On the other end of the video, Wei Ping'an half-raised his eyebrows at the camera with an embarrassing look on his face.

He looks a bit like Dapeng in the dick, with short green hair without a pair of glasses.

【Baoyou, you don’t like dyeing your head】

【The strongest anchor in history】

[Grass growing on his head, he is the village head of Manyangyang]

[Is this promoting an ecological tomb?]

"Xiao Wei, open up the situation a little bit, don't forget today's business." Zhang Yang said with a smile.

I don't know if there are fans to help promote it, or Brother Ping'an has long planned in this regard, but he actually came to Zhang Yang Lianmai to see Feng Shui.

As a mature anchor, he is very reasonable in doing things, so he first sent a private message to say hello to Zhang Yang.

Zhang Yang confirmed that he didn't come to the live broadcast room to bring goods, and he also has his own level 10 fan card, so it's not easy to stop him.

Anyway, the notebook given by Cheng Laoer is right by his hand, looking at the feng shui of the cemetery?a piece of cake.

"I was wrong, Master Zhang, don't mind. Let's go directly to the grave."

Brother Ping'an laughed, straight-forward, and pointed the camera at a small slope behind him.

It looked like he was on a small hillside in the wild, surrounded by green pine trees, and there was a clearing in the middle, where large and small stones were piled up.

Looking over this hillside, you can also see the continuous mountains in the distance.

"Teacher, this is a new cemetery that has just been approved. It is exclusively for the company's high-level VIP customers." Wei Pingan asked Zhang Yang: "Please help me to see, how is this place?"

"It looks pretty good. The scenery, to say the least, is at the level of a forest park." Zhang Yang nodded slightly, and asked him, "What do you want me to see?"

"Of course it's because of the feng shui of Tomb No. 1." Brother Pingan laughed, then took half a step back, and the camera moved down to point at the ground.

There was a compass under his feet.

[Put your profession on the barrage]

【Isn't this stuff used by Taoists?】

[Obviously it is a compass for Feng Shui, this kind of compass costs several hundred yuan each]

"Teacher, can you see this? This mountain is in the direction of Gengshen." Brother Pingan said, pointing to the flat ground where building materials were piled up.

Look at the meaning, the No. 1 cemetery he selected is there.

"I can't see this." Zhang Yang shook his head: "You are a rationalist, and our Old Nine School is a formalist."

"Teacher, isn't what you said a bit esoteric?" Brother Pingan scratched his head, expressing his incomprehension.

"Forget it, let me explain briefly..."

Five Elements, Bagua, Hetu, Luoshu, Xingxiu, etc., these are all Feng Shui masters of the rational style, using them to show the illusory "Qi" in his mouth.

The orthodox old nine gates look at the terrain and mountains, and talk about "dragons, caves, sand, water, and directions".

"I got it, master. So you are looking at the dragon's veins."

Brother Ping turned around and turned his back to the cemetery: "Teacher, look, there is a river next to this cemetery."

"This is not a water burial, show me the mountains first."

While commanding Brother Pingan, Zhang Yang flipped through the cheat sheet at hand.

Fortunately, it is not a complicated terrain. It is recorded in Cheng Zongwen's tomb robbery notes, which is called "Chang'e Flying to the Moon".

The small hill where the cemetery is located is where the moon is located in this terrain.

Although it is not as good as the prince-level [All Stars Gongyue], it is more than enough to accommodate dignitaries above the second rank.

After Zhang Yang finished reading, he frowned: "This place is very suitable for burying people!"

"Near mountains and rivers."

"Brother Wei, hasn't someone surveyed your place? Is there a tomb underneath?"

[Why do I always feel like grave robbers are sharing experiences]

【Me too】

[Now it is directly excavated, it is not counted as tomb robbery]

"I invited you." Brother Pingan recalled the situation of shooting this land: "It said that there are no mines below, and no tombs were found."

"Did you take a look at the Luoyang shovel?"

"Huh? Teacher, we are hiring a serious survey team, not a private archaeological team."

"Oh, that's fine." Zhang Yang nodded perfunctorily.

The so-called serious survey, he has been to the archaeological site himself, and has some understanding of these modern methods, which are nothing more than electromagnetic methods and resistance methods.

Faced with the complex underground conditions in China, these methods are neither as fast nor as accurate as Luoyang shoveling.

But even if this is said, the owner of the cemetery should still dig.

After all, this is a treasure land of geomantic omen!

"In terms of Feng Shui, your place is already top-notch. Isn't such a cemetery cheap?"

"Hey, teacher, it's not about money. The owner of this tomb is very picky about his future neighbors."

"How many items are you going to bury?" Zhang Yang asked.

Brother Pingan didn't dare to answer these words, after all, he still had to eat this bowl of rice.

He laughed and gave Zhang Yang a gift of 400 yuan as a thank you.

"You're too polite, as if I'm short of the 200 yuan." Zhang Yang said jokingly.

"Where is there, I will pick an ecological tomb for the teacher another day? It will be planted with flowers and plants, so environmentally friendly."

When Brother Pingan said this, he touched the green on the top of his head, as if it was artificial turf.

……

The afternoon live broadcast ended successfully.

Less than 2 minutes after Zhang Yang downloaded the broadcast, he received a call from the Linhai Internet Police.

The person who contacted him was a female police officer named Li Luyao.

The two had contacted several times before, and Zhang Yang knew that she was the one who usually "surveilled" in his live broadcast room.

"What do you say? How many people were arrested this time?"

"This is not important, there are more important things. The captain asked me to ask you, how sure are you of that ivory?"

"Is [-]% enough? If not, I'll think of a way to increase it."

Zhang Yang's answer was quite flexible, if he spoke too much, the internet police would be suspicious instead.

"What about the raw material? You said, those things may... come out of there?"

Is it necessary to be so cautious?Can't even say the name?
It's just guesswork, not real.

Zhang Yang curled his lips and said, "Five percent, it's best not to increase this."

He has seen embryos of animal products in the inventory of Hailin Museum.

It has only undergone preliminary processing and has not had time to carve.

Things are often obtained by overseas poaching organizations for the convenience of sale.

The ones in the Hailin Museum are all left over from the popular science exhibition with Linhai HG a long time ago.

And he just searched the reports on the Internet at that time, and the "small brands" required for the circulation of animal products can also be declared through HG channels.

You must know that this is in China, and collectors of prohibited animal products are originally a small circle.

When two things come together, the probability of coincidence is even more pitiful.

"First thing, how much can it go up to?" Captain Sun's voice came from the phone.

He is already familiar with Zhang Yang's way of speaking. Master Zhang's [-]% is equal to the average person's [-]%.

But this time the object was special, and he wanted to be more on the safe side.

"It depends on the ability of your testing agency. If it is at the same level as mine, [-]% of it will be."

"so tall?"

On the other end of the phone, several police officers from the Internet Police Office were very surprised.

Ninety percent of Master Zhang is absolutely sure.

After Li Luyao hung up the phone, Officer Sun hurriedly gathered everyone together and issued tasks.

"Xiao Du, isn't your uncle an expert in the province? Let him watch Zhang Yang's treasure appraisal video and ask his opinion."

"Xiao Li, you collect information about that appraiser."

"Old Feng, contact the Wildlife Management Organization to see if the registration information and the identified amulet are correct."

"I'll go to the bureau leader and report the basic situation first."

……

Zhang Yang didn't know yet, but he wrote two simple sentences in the information section of the report:

【warn!There are ivory infestation, with a certificate, but the certificate seems to be fake]

[There are also some animal products, I suspect they are from HG]

Most of the Linhai Internet Police Force has been mobilized.

At this moment, Master Zhang was getting dizzy by the ensuing phone call.

On the other end of the phone, it was Wei Ping'an just now, he said that he was in Linhai now.

The new cemetery just now is in Linhai?
"This guy doesn't really want to book an ecological tomb for himself?"

Zhang Yang was still muttering in his heart, Wei Pingan explained the purpose of coming:

"Teacher, it's not convenient to say it in the live broadcast just now, but I want to ask, do you have any research on tomb security?"

"It's like this. I have a distinguished client here. He wants to be buried in the underground tomb after his death, and he wants to bury some of his precious collections with him."

"But there are too many valuable things, so..."

After Zhang Yang heard it, he thought he had returned to 100 years ago.

However, Brother Ping An's employer may be an old man in his 90s. He is from that era, so it is not surprising that he has a bit of feudal thinking.

"Can't we just use reinforced concrete to build the cemetery?"

"Find an old man from the design institute, and finish the painting overnight for three days and three nights."

Zhang Yang originally wanted to talk about Sanhe soil, lime, glutinous rice water, etc., but when he saw the employees playing with their mobile phones, he remembered that it is already the 21st century.

What age is it still in the traditional anti-theft?
"I thought so too, but the employer said that he saw with his own eyes that the concrete tomb surnamed Wang was blown up, and after the body was burnt, it was poured with horse urine."

Sure enough, he was from that era.

But comparing yourself to someone with the surname Wang, isn't it a bit too much?

Could it be the kind of greed, the kind that is too greedy to pass on the stolen goods to future generations?

"Brother Wei, you can make money, but don't send yourself in."

"Teacher, don't worry, this old man's money should be fairly clean, and the things he has saved for decades."

Hearing Brother Pingan's swearing tone, Zhang Yang could only help him think of a better solution.

"Can't you just ask for a grave guard?"

No matter how good the anti-theft measures are, unless you use the way of self-destructing when you open the door, there is nothing you can do about explosives.

There is still something about Nobel.

"Ask someone to guard the tomb, lest he guard it and steal it."

Wei Pingan also thought of this method.

In fact, he has proposed all the ways that can be found on the Internet, but the employer is not satisfied.

That's why he came to seek help from Master Zhang, who was known as "the only legitimate old nine sect".

"Then there is only one last solution." Zhang Yang reluctantly took out the method of pressing the bottom of the box.

This is the idea that came to his mind when he was watching the excavation of the ancient city of Pompeii buried in volcanic ash abroad.

"I don't know if you have heard of the fact that people are buried in cement?"

"Teacher, what do you mean, put my employer's in an iron bucket and fill it with cement?" Brother Pingan asked.

"You have watched too many gangster movies. You are insulting a corpse, breaking the law."

"What I mean is that when you built the tomb, you dug all the way to the bottom, leaving only an exit the size of a person on the top, and then the body will be sent in under pressure."

"When the funerary objects are all placed, fill the entire tomb with that special cement."

"The deeper you dig, the safer you are."

"Then how deep do we have to dig?" Brother Pingan thought for a while, and he had already thought of something called the earth's crust.

"It depends on how much your employer pays." Zhang Yang said lightly.

Brother Pingan listened, thought for a while, and nodded involuntarily.

"Thank you Master Zhang, listening to your words is better than selling ten-year graves."

"When you start broadcasting, I'll go get you some gifts."

……

After hanging up Wei Ping'an's phone, Zhang Yang suddenly remembered that apart from the imperial decree, he didn't seem to have made much money recently.

Although money was not an urgent need for him, as a man with gold fingers, he only held more than 100 million in his hands, which was indeed a bit shabby.

Even the Land Rover that Biao's family can't park can't afford it.

The Hailin Museum is still losing money at present, and it will have a chance to turn around when the loan exhibition starts next month.

In the live broadcast room, if you don't bring goods, you don't have a lot of income.

If you bring the goods, you have to find the source of the goods, have to socialize, and finally earn money by cutting the leeks in the live broadcast room, which is meaningless.

Are you really going to gamble on stones?

Zhang Yang recalled the message from the person surnamed Cao last time. Just as he was thinking, Douyin suddenly sent a message on his mobile phone:
[Live live broadcast of jadeite rough worth 20 yuan, come and watch]

Is this big data, or mind reading?
Regardless of the means, Zhang Yang admitted that he was interested in this push.

He clicked on the news and entered a live broadcast room called "Ah Huang Playing Emerald".

A man wearing black-rimmed glasses was sitting behind a wooden table. In front of him was a piece of rough jadeite about the size of a Qilin melon.

"Brothers, the rough stone worth more than 20 yuan, I carried it back from the Burmese material mine overnight, and today I will show you the real strength of the anchor."

　The people who changed are numb.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)