Live Appreciation, Congratulations to Brother

Chapter 233 I’ll help you find a way

Baoyou is indeed a billionaire, very sentimental, even the female secretary who helps move things is wearing a cheongsam.

But the things they moved were more attractive than the cheongsam.

With a "click" sound, a colorful wooden coffin fell on the table.

The wooden coffin is about half a meter long and has an eagle head carved on its head.

The main body is painted with colorful patterns, which is very exotic.

In the middle and lower part of the coffin, where the human legs are located, there are some mysterious words.

"Good guy, have you got all the mummies?"

Zhang Yang sat upright with an expression of surprise. This kind of thing is rare to see in China.

He curiously asked Baoyou: "Are the things in the coffin still there?"

"It's gone. I bought it empty."

[What does anchor mean?You want to buy mummy powder, right?]

[It’s too difficult to see a complete mummy because Europeans are so eatable]

[Why is Baoyou’s coffin so small?]

[It doesn’t feel like the kind where Pharaoh lived]

The barrage reminded Zhang Yang that the half-meter-long coffin was indeed a bit too small.

There were no hobbits or yordles in ancient Egypt?

Looking at the item information again, Zhang Yang immediately realized that he was an amateur.

In ancient Egyptian culture, this thing with a falcon head and body is obviously Horus, the patron saint of the pharaohs in ancient Egyptian mythology.

Therefore, this wooden coffin is not used to contain mummies, but is most likely a ritual vessel used for sacrifices.

"Baoyou, did you buy it in the mummy box?" Zhang Yang asked.

In traditional Chinese culture, ritual utensils are definitely more valuable than practical utensils.

But ancient Egyptian culture was just the opposite.

The actual box used to contain the mummy is much more expensive than the "ritual" in the shot.

Zhang Yang has seen the head of a wooden coffin box, which was sold for over 20 yuan.

"Yes, the person who sold me my stuff told me that it contained an Egyptian prince who died in infancy, but was eaten by Europeans."

"So this is the leftover lunch box, right?"

Zhang Yang couldn't help but shook his head.

People who sell antiques these days are really good at making up stories.

The Egyptians and the British were probably shocked for half a minute after hearing this.

"This is an ancient artifact from ancient Egypt and the Ptolemaic Dynasty in the third century BC."

Zhang Yang told Baoyou the appraisal results:
"There shouldn't be any prince inside. I'll probably have to ask the person who sold you to find out what's inside."

"Teacher, wait a moment, let me check."

Baoyou muttered something to the secretary next to him and got a reply quickly.

"Teacher, can you help me analyze what's inside?"

"The person who sold me this thing is already dead."

"Ah? What? Is it so sudden?"

"Yes, I heard that he wanted to enter the pyramid and bring some goods out, but ended up eating a bunch of peanuts."

[Damn, what a real punishment]

[This is how people risk their lives to play with antiques]

[It’s a bit outrageous, I feel like this boss has been deceived]

[I am in Egypt and have never heard of such a thing]

Zhang Yang also felt that Baoyou’s story was a bit false.

Moreover, the wooden coffin was empty, and he could see nothing.

"I have a way, you can try it."

Zhang Yang gave Baoyou a suggestion:

“Go to a big auction house like Christie’s or Sotheby’s, ask for it to be auctioned, and ask them to help you contact experts in Egypt for confirmation.”

"After the results come out, you can just take the things back, or simply let them auction them off for you."

Baoyou repeated what Zhang Yang said to the secretary next to him.

This suggestion is accepted.

But this time, not only did he not give away gifts, he also "repaid kindness with hatred."

Without warning, a piece of pottery was brought out. "Teacher, can this be broadcast?!"

"Fuck! You old man..." Zhang Yang said through gritted teeth.

Just now when Baoyou asked him if he could survive it, Zhang Yang suspected that Baoyou had something incredible waiting for him.

Sure enough, the mummy box is just the appetizer, this one is the heavyweight.

(It’s hard to describe, look at the pictures in this chapter)
【what is this?It’s all mosaic]

[I hate mosaics, can I pay to have them removed?]

[This appraisal is bullshit, we can’t even see it]

"No, if you see something that is all mosaic, can't you imagine it?"

Zhang Yang had no choice but to post a screenshot in the fan group.

That's it, and you run the risk of the group being blocked.

Baoyou on the other side of the video didn’t know yet that the images in the live broadcast room were transmitted with delay, so he asked Zhang Yang why the mosaic was displayed.

"Don't worry about whether it's visible or not. This thing is pottery from Eastern Greece around 500 BC."

"Such a small size should be used to store sesame oil." Zhang Yang quickly finished the appraisal.

"Sesame oil?" Baoyou asked, "Is it the kind used in the kitchen?"

"You are so stupid. You store the divine oil. You understand the divine oil, right?"

……

Because Baoyou took out a very "dangerous" collection, Zhang Yang had to stop playing with him.

After all, the technology of delayed streaming coding is not that reliable. If the streaming happens without a horse, even for just one second, Zhang Yang’s live broadcast room will be gone.

After looking at the time, it was time to stop broadcasting.

"Brothers, let's see you tomorrow."

After the broadcast ended, Zhang Yang picked up his phone and checked his Douyin account out of habit.

The main thing is to see if there are any reports or complaints.

As for background news, it’s usually 99+.

But most of them send him pictures of antiques, hoping that he can help identify them.

I also sent him private photos and asked him if he wanted them.

When seeing such private messages, Zhang Yang would usually reply:
"Nantong, get lost!"

Today, the content of the third private message appeared:

"Master Zhang, is there any way to report a group of tomb robbers without revealing personal information?"

The person who sent the private message was an anonymous account, but it was obvious who was behind it.

Zhang Yang directly checked Lianmai's records and found Lianmai's treasured friend - [Youla, you are awesome].

Who is Yura?

Zhang Yang has never heard of it.

But this does not prevent him from communicating with his treasure friends.

Ask directly to the point:
"Haven't your police over there come to look for you yet?"

It's been half an hour since the appraisal just now. If we haven't come to the door yet, the efficiency is a bit low.

The other party replied to Zhang Yang: "I didn't call the police."

"Then you plan to surrender now?"

"I'm hesitant...Although I got a little less, at least they gave me a little bit of it."

Baoyou seemed to have tricked him into it. Not to mention the person who was letting loose, even if the tomb robber was caught by a passerby, the hush money he was given would not be more than these rags.

Zhang Yang goes straight to the point:

"While your case value is low now, surrender and you won't have to go to jail."

"otherwise……"

Before Zhang Yang finished typing the second sentence, the other party immediately replied:
"Do you really not have to go to jail?"

"If you rob five tombs, as long as the crime value is low, you don't have to go to jail?"

How many?Five tombs?

Zhang Yang really couldn't answer this kind of question.

There should be no escape, unless there is a major meritorious performance?
Seeing that Baoyou trusted him so much, he came up with a solution for him:

"You call the police now and say that you have participated in tomb robbery and have stolen goods in your hands."

"Then you invite the thieves you have traded with to your home and let the police catch them all. This may give you a great credit."

　Thanks to tj, I will give you a reward of 2000 coins!That’s awesome, my friend!
　　
　
(End of this chapter)