Live Appreciation, Congratulations to Brother

Chapter 132 Appreciating Treasures Is Just Work, Tomb Raiding Is Life

"Finally it's our museum's turn."

After showing the credentials, the researcher surnamed He was about to split his face with a smile.

"Master Zhang, in fact, we have been paying attention to you for a long time..."

"How long?" Zhang Yang interrupted and asked.

It doesn't matter what you ask, the important thing is not to let these two people get close.

Lest you lose face by waiting.

The two researchers looked at each other, and after exchanging glances, they replied, "It's been at least a month."

"So you waited for this opportunity for a month?"

"Of course, there is no cost to watch the live broadcast anyway."

No cost?
Zhang Yang understood, these two probably don't even have fan cards, maybe they don't even bother to like them.

"May I ask, are you stuck with the fan light card?"

"No, Master Zhang." The researcher surnamed Geng said triumphantly, "We work in the museum, and there are many people who know how to do it. We don't need your help in appraising treasures."

"On the contrary, we didn't come to live broadcast Jianbao, so you have this meal."

!!!

The local gangs in Changnan City are so rude!
Ten thousand alpacas roared past in Zhang Yang's heart.

Although the appearance of these two museum staff indirectly confirmed his previous opinion-Baoyou's jade belt hook has no legal risk, even if it was stolen 100 years ago, it is safe now.

But now it seems that it is better for them to disappear in place.

Zhang Yang frowned and looked at the two, looking for a breakthrough.

At this time, a string of things under someone's neck caught his attention.

"Researcher He, your dzi bead is not bad, how many eyes?"

"Oh? Does Master Zhang have any research on Wenwan?"

The one surnamed He took off the dzi bead around his neck with great interest.

"Why, help me take a look? Let me tell you first, don't blame us if the car overturned."

Overturned?

Zhang Yang smiled.

"You Taiwan bead produced in 15 years, what kind of car should I overturn?"

Hearing Zhang Yang's words, Researcher He was obviously taken aback.

The companion surnamed Geng beside him suddenly burst into laughter.

"You appreciating anchors, do you think it's a Taizhu when you see a dzi bead? The one played by Yangzi and the one played by Lianjie are also Taizhu?"

"When the elders at Mr. He's house were playing with beads, the anchor, you were still peeing and playing with mud!"

"Really?" Zhang Yang sneered.

Sure enough, those who play Wenwan, especially Tianzhu, like to say that they have family traditions.

It's a bit outrageous, and it is said that the things were invited from the Living Buddha.

【I actually had the same hobby as Master Zhang】

[I really want to become mud and be played by Master Zhang]

【The barrage is really perverted】

[I'm in a TM meeting, and I just laughed out loud, you pay me a bonus]

Researcher He, who had calmed down, came back to his senses, yes, the person who played Dzi Beads himself was very complete.

With the help of this person around, now this high imitation Taiwanese bead is the real dzi.

He quickly pointed to the bead on his neck and said, "Mine was brought by my grandfather from the great lama more than seventy years ago."

"Oh? Then I would like to ask Mr. Geng, Mr. He, do you have any Taiwan beads passed down by the seller?"

"I didn't buy it, but many people in our museum did."

Researcher Geng is quite straightforward. Of course, he answered so briskly only to lead to the next sentence:
"Do you think that so many people in our museum are playing fakes?"

"Very likely." Zhang Yang nodded.

He turned his gaze to the camera:
"In the live broadcast room, if there are treasure friends in Changnan City, in the future, you and the people around you will encounter Tianzhu sold by the relevant personnel of the city museum, please distinguish carefully."

"Because every time you buy a fake dzi, one of the dzi will lose his household registration book."

"No profit leads to no extinction."

"By the way, if you two are not convinced, I'll wait for your lawyer's letter!"

"Mr. He, let's sue him for defamation when we get back." Researcher Geng said angrily.

But the one surnamed He didn't respond.

"Teacher He?"

"Old He!"

"Hey." Researcher He came back to his senses: "Well, Lao Geng, Internet celebrity anchors like them, it's a waste of time to talk to them, let's take things back first!"

"Wait, I haven't finished talking yet!"

Zhang Yang stopped the two of them.

"Teacher Geng, I haven't identified you yet!"

"Identified what?" Researcher Geng spread his hands, "I don't play with dzi beads."

After speaking, he tugged on the collar of his T-shirt to prove that there was nothing on his neck.

"You don't play dzi beads, but I'm curious."

"Your Louis Vuitton T-shirt worth more than 1 yuan, why did you put a Hongxing Erke logo on it?"

"Also, why do your Balenciaga jeans worth more than 2 yuan go with a Septwolves belt?" Zhang Yang asked suspiciously.

"What happened to me, the seven wolves?" Researcher He retorted angrily.

He picked up his clothes, and the belt around his waist was from the same manufacturer as Researcher Geng.

Even the same one!
"Why are you using the same belt? Wait, it's the same production batch?"

"Are you guys gay?" Zhang Yang looked at the two middle-aged men in front of him in surprise.

"How is it possible? My wife chose mine for me." Researcher He replied.

"mine too."

"???"

The scene that follows is somewhat chaotic.

Zhang Yang was too lazy to listen to these dirty things, and told Baoyou to keep the jade belt hook safe, and disconnected Lianmai hastily.

……

Half an hour later, in a community in Changnan City.

"Drip U~Drip U~Drip U~"

The police car took away the two museum workers who had fought each other.

Baoyou stood by the window, looked at the back of the police car going away outside the community, and looked at the jade on the table.

He turned on his phone neatly, booked a flight ticket to Linhai the next day, then took a screenshot of the ticket order and sent it to "Master Zhang".

After Zhang Yang received the news, he immediately reimbursed him for the round-trip air ticket.

Of course, this is just an advance payment, and it will definitely be the account of the Hailin Museum in the end.

"If you buy a horse bone with a thousand gold, then your ancestors will be the treasured friends of the old nine sects, and there will be another way to whitewash."

Zhang Yang looked out of the car window and saw the sea of ​​people in the exhibition area of ​​Hailin Museum, and he was in a beautiful mood.

Wait, why are there so many people?

People queuing have already lined up from the entrance of the exhibition all the way to the bus stop.

"Excuse me, I borrowed it!"

"My wife is having a baby, please borrow it."

"The police handle the case, give way!"

With great difficulty, Zhang Yang squeezed through the crowd step by step to the entrance of the staff passageway.

"Hey, how can he walk through the staff passage!"

Some enthusiastic tourists pointed to Zhang Yang's back and asked the librarian who maintained order.

"This is our curator Zhang." The librarian introduced.

"Curator Zhang? I remember the curator of Hailin Museum, isn't his surname Wang?" asked a familiar tourist.

"Sooner or later, the surname will be Zhang." The old librarian said looking at the bustling crowd outside the Hailin Museum.

He has worked here for 20 years, and this is the first time he has seen such a big scene.

In fact, not only the librarians, but even Mr. Wang himself was very moved by the grand occasion outside the museum.

"Why didn't we think of holding treasure appraisal activities before?" Wang Guosheng murmured to himself.

"Because Mr. Wang, you are a busy person!" Deputy curator Zou flattered from the side.

"Busy? It was really busy before."

"But since Xiao Zhang took over, I haven't been busy for a long time!" Master Wang said happily, staring at the door of the office.

With a creak, the door opened, and a young and handsome face appeared in front of everyone.

"Teacher Wang!"

Zhang Yang greeted Wang Guosheng excitedly.

If there is an old man in the family, such as a treasure, with this old expert in charge, the professionalism of the activities is guaranteed, and half of the success is already achieved.

For the remaining half, it depends on whether we can produce some more big goods and make a name for ourselves.

"When did the teacher arrive?"

"More than an hour ago." Wang Guosheng replied with his mouth, his eyes stayed on Zhang Yang's face.

"Zhang Yang, after you grew your beard, you look a lot older."

"Indeed, when I first met Director Zhang, I thought he was 25 or [-]." Deputy Director Zou echoed.

"Haha, isn't that afraid that Deputy Curator Zou will think that I have no hair on my mouth and can't do things well?" Zhang Yang said half-jokingly.

The three chatted without saying a word, but they were actually waiting for dinner time.

At six o'clock, the hotel called and said it had been arranged.

Zhang Yang got up immediately, ready to go.

At this moment, he saw a strange crutch at the door.

The whole body of the cane is brown, with vine patterns carved on it, and a small silver-white metal ring is wrapped around the middle part of the cane.

It is not uncommon to add metal to the crutches, but it is generally at the tip to prevent wear and tear.

This crutch is added in the middle, it always feels like it was broken and used for splicing.

What's even more strange is that Zhang Yang felt faintly that this crutch looked familiar.

Wang Guosheng noticed Zhang Yang's gaze and smiled:
"Xiao Zhang, what do you think of my crutch?"

"What kind of material is it? What era is it?"

Master Wang's tone was exactly the same as when he tested Zhang Yang with the red glazed porcelain.

But this time, Zhang Yang's reaction was completely different.

He frowned, as if thinking about something incomprehensible.

Seeing that he didn't reply, Wang Guosheng was a little confused.

It's not the last big question of mathematics in the college entrance examination that he asked, so it doesn't take so long to think about it.

"What's wrong? Is there something wrong with this crutch?"

"Teacher, is this golden nanmu walking stick from the mid-Ming Dynasty broken in the middle?" Zhang Yang asked.

"Yeah, so there's a silver-plated metal ring connecting the middle."

"Teacher, did you buy this yourself?" Zhang Yang continued to ask.

"It was a gift from an old friend of Yanjing." Wang Guosheng explained.

"Your old friend, does he have a lot of old things like this? Does he always like to go out in the middle of the night?"

"What do you mean?" Master Wang was a little confused.

"I saw the tomb robber dig this crutch out of the tomb with my own eyes." Zhang Yang said solemnly.

"???"

Several big question marks appeared on the foreheads of Master Wang and Deputy Curator Zou at the same time.

"Wait a minute, I'll show you a slice of the live broadcast at that time."

For the first time, Zhang Yang felt that the recording function of the live broadcast was so useful.

Three minutes later, the three people in the office all sat silently on the sofa, forgetting about going to dinner.

They were all watching Zhang Yang's video of Lianmai's tomb robber.

And Master Wang's crutch was placed on the tea table in front of the three of them.

In the end, it was Wang Guosheng who broke the silence.

After all, he was the one holding the stolen goods.

"It seems that this crutch was indeed stolen from the Ming tomb by the tomb robbers that Zhang Yang encountered."

"But even now, I still can't believe that some treasure appraising experts are secretly dealing with tomb robbers."

(End of this chapter)