Live Appreciation, Congratulations to Brother

Chapter 293 The age of live streaming per capita

Figure?Why didn't I see it?

Zhang Yang saw the comments posted by other viewers in the live broadcast room and immediately started looking for them in the live broadcast screen.

Although he is a staunch materialist, that doesn't stop him from having fun.

It's better to have a Nie Xiaoqian or something to feast your eyes.

"There's a figure? Damn it! Is it real or fake?"

The two people who were broadcasting quickly turned around and looked around in panic.

It's a pity that nothing useful can be seen from Zhang Yang's audience perspective.

After hearing the cameraman scream "Oh my God", he jumped directly into Baoyou's arms. The two hugged each other tightly and shivered in front of the camera...

But other than that, nothing happened.

[Are you filming a romance drama?Why are you hugging me so tightly? 】

[Stop it and continue your treasure hunt]

Zhang Yang tried to communicate with the two people through barrage, but he couldn't see anything except the slightly crowded backs of the two people.

Fortunately, this scene did not last long. Half a minute later, a bright flashlight came from the opposite side.

Behind the bright light, a man asked loudly:

"Hey! What are you two doing?"

Baoyou and the cameraman let go of their arms with some hesitation, and one of them picked up his mobile phone and explained:

"We...are here to slay demons. Look, I have a money sword and a bagua mirror."

"Don't come over here, we are live broadcasting, and every move you make will be used as evidence in court."

"It turned out to be a live broadcast."

The light of the visitor's flashlight was deflected, and now he could finally see the person behind him clearly.

Taoist robe, fly whisk, heavenly master hat;

Cell phones, tripods, photographers;

He looked like a Taoist priest who was live broadcasting, with a live broadcast team behind him.

"I'm going, let's go together!" Baoyou quickly stood up.

"That's right." The other party hummed twice. After noticing the footage of the live broadcast, he stepped forward and asked, "Which platform are you broadcasting on? How many viewers do you have now?"

"Douyin live broadcast, [-] viewers, several big brothers." The cameraman boasted without blushing.

"so smart?"

"Show me which live broadcast room you are in."

The anchor dressed as a Taoist priest came closer. After seeing the page of the live broadcast room clearly, he burst out laughing.

"Hahaha, there are only three viewers. Is there another one with your own account among them?"

"Why are you broadcasting this? Are you broadcasting it to ghosts in the middle of the night?"

"Nonsense, we are all real audiences."

"Have you seen the audience with the avatar of Qin Shihuang? This is Master Zhang, the most popular treasure appraisal anchor on Douyin. He is here to inspect us on behalf of capital. As long as the live broadcast effect passes the test, just wait for the traffic."

Baoyou was a little anxious, so anxious that he came out to prove himself.

"You're right, we old viewers all know that Master Zhang doesn't work at night."

"Why did I lie to you? Come on, let me click on the background and you can take a look..."

Half a minute later, the Taoist priest's face appeared in front of the camera.

Zhang Yang looked familiar to this man, and the other party greeted him directly:
"Master Zhang, long time no see!"

【You are? 】

"We have met before, Quanzhen Taoist priest."

"I asked you to help identify this. Do you have any impressions?"

The Taoist priest raised his arm, wearing a string of chicken-yellow beeswax bracelets on his wrist.

This thing looked more familiar to Zhang Yang, and he suddenly remembered it. Isn't this the Quanzhen Taoist priest who refused all entertainment activities and devoted himself to the Tao?
[How come we haven’t seen each other for a while and you’re even doing a live broadcast? 】

"This is a long story..."

The Taoist priest looked a little embarrassed. After glancing at the person next to him, he chose to change the topic:

"Master Zhang, are you recruiting anchors who engage in metaphysics now?"

"Oh, I'm so excited, I thought you were really recruiting anchors, so I'll have to recommend myself."

"I'm not here to slay demons. Someone invited me here to perform a ritual..."

It turned out that the live broadcast team behind the Taoist priests included not only Taoist temple staff, but also two local villagers.

Although they were taking videos with their mobile phones, the main purpose of coming here was to see if the Taoist priest could get rid of the dirty things in this old house.

The Taoist priest and his entourage arrived a little earlier than Baoyou and his two friends, and they had already opened a altar next door to practice 10 minutes ago.

If an old man hadn't caught a glimpse of Baoyou and Baoyou sneaking around when he came out to relieve himself, he would have finished his work by now.

After listening to the Taoist priest's explanation, Baoyou fell into confusion:
"What shall we do now?"

They are here to break the feudal superstition, and asking Taoist priests to perform rituals is strictly speaking within the scope of feudal superstition.

But what people said just now is very clear, behind the live broadcast team is a Taoist temple, Taoist priests come out to generate income, it is not good to ruin their jobs!

Besides, isn’t this also related to Master Zhang?

[Anchor gets scared when he sees a real Taoist priest? 】

[It’s better to stop live broadcasting and go to the Taoist temple and be a dog]

Another audience member in the live broadcast room didn't mind watching the excitement and responded like crazy.

The two treasure friends couldn't bear it anymore and proposed to follow the Taoist priest to see how he opened the altar.

Arriving at the open space a few rooms away, a temporary altar was placed at the gate of the old house.

The old house from the Ming Dynasty has been abandoned for at least 30 years, but the bluestone threshold at the entrance is quite well preserved.

In front of the threshold, the Taoist priest set up a formation with oil lamps. Zhang Yang didn't recognize the specific formation. It had nothing to do with Bagua anyway.

It was the oil lamp used to light the lamp that caught his attention.

The yellow porcelain is a bit like a wine bowl, but with a yellow handle-like protrusion in the center to hold the wick.

This is obviously a prop brought by the Taoist priest himself.

"The Ming Dynasty Yue kiln celadon-glazed oil lamp must have been inherited by the Quanzhen Taoist priest!"

Zhang Yang watched with great interest as the Taoist priest holding a mahogany sword "danced" in the open space and chattered.

It doesn't seem too difficult.

"Next, it should be time for Baoyou and his good friends to show off." Zhang Yang thought to himself.

Otherwise, after the Taoist priest's rituals are completed, they will not be able to prove anything even if they stay in this house until they die, because the Taoist priest has already eliminated them.

In fact, Baoyou thinks so too.

Seeing that the ceremony was coming to an end, Baoyou and the cameraman were ready to make some noise to interrupt the process.

The best way is to follow Wei Yan's example and kick over the oil lamp on the ground, but if you do this, you risk being beaten by a group.

Baoyou chose a safer method, which was to pretend to see something dirty.

"Come on, I'll call [-], and we'll call together."

"three two……"

"what!"

A sound of "Ah~" sounded out of thin air, and everyone present was stunned.

"Did you shout?" Baoyou asked his accomplices.

"No, I'm still counting for you."

"Who called that?"

"Look over there, they seem to know who is calling. Come on, get closer and take a look."

……

Five minutes later, the two groups formed a circle in the corner room of the old house.In the center of the crowd, there was a brown-black square wooden board half buried in the ground. The wooden board was nailed together with narrow pieces of wood, like a cellar cover.

A large piece of bluestone is pressed on top of the wooden board.

At this time, faint calls for help were heard intermittently from right below the wooden board.

"Help... Is there anyone... help me..."

In the middle of the night, in an abandoned house in the wilderness, a cry for help came from what seemed to be a cellar.

Baoyou's first thought was to save people.

"You are...wuwuwuwu..."

"Bah, bah, bah, why are you covering my mouth?"

Baoyou was about to open his mouth to communicate with the people asking for help underground, but the old man who came out to relieve himself and discovered their traces directly reached out and covered his mouth.

"Shh!" The uncle made a silencing gesture: "Look at this stone, there should be something suppressing it underneath."

"Stop talking and never communicate with the devil."

[Hey, hey, hey, are you cheating?It should obviously be a ghost from the East】

[This is just an ordinary stone, don’t be stunned, open the cellar and save people! 】

The barrage to save people was made by Zhang Yang. There were close to a dozen people present, and he was still complaining in a broken cellar?

"Master Zhang said that this stone has no meaning and asked us to save people." The cameraman conveyed Zhang Yang's words to other people present.

"Then why are you still standing there? Help me!"

The Taoist leader took the lead, followed closely by Baoyou. The two of them worked together to move the stones away, and then lifted up the cover of the cellar.

A gust of cold air hits my face.

The old man, who was well prepared, quickly lit a few pieces of yellow paper and threw them into the cellar with all his strength.

He and others present explained:
"If the paper can burn out normally, it means there is enough oxygen underneath."

"When the time comes we..."

Before he finished speaking, an angry roar suddenly came from the cellar:

"Draft horse! Which Sabi burns me?!"

Everyone present: "..."

"Uncle, this person below said you are Shabi." Baoyou reminded.

"Thank you, young man, I understand."

The uncle took the portable lamp from the person next to him and shined it straight into the cellar.

"Which Shabby shines high beam on me?!"

"Stop yelling, I'm here to save you."

"Really?" The man below responded in surprise: "Finally someone is here, hurry up, hurry up, help me up."

"I'm a billionaire, help me up, and I'll give you half of the money!"

This statement was obviously very attractive, and the people present quickly divided into two groups. One group was studying how to save people, and the other group was studying how to divide the money later.

In the end, the uncle repaid evil with kindness. He found a wooden ladder from somewhere and erected it into the cellar.

Soon, the man in the cellar climbed out along the ladder.

As soon as he stood on the ground, he laughed and said:
"Hahaha, I...I'm going, why are there so many of you?"

"Don't worry about it. We have already discussed how to divide the money. Are you going to write a check or scan the QR code to transfer?"

"You said about the reward, it's a trivial matter."

The man snapped his fingers and pointed to the cellar behind him, with a mysterious smile on his face:

"There is treasure underneath!"

"Treasure?" Everyone present started talking about it.

In the end, Baoyou volunteered to go down to inquire about the situation, while the remaining people controlled the man who had just escaped.

Zhang Yang's perspective could only unfortunately stay on the ground. Fortunately, he didn't wait too long, and Baoyou came back.

When he climbed out of the cellar, he took off his coat for some reason and held it in his hand, as if wrapping something.

"Don't crowd, please move out of the way. Bring your phone over and ask Master Zhang to help you take a look."

What to see?Zhang Yang was a little curious.

When the camera turned, Baoyou's coat was spread out on the ground, with a large pile of money in the center.

"Master Zhang, I found this underground." Baoyou took his mobile phone and introduced to Zhang Yang: "There should be a cellar down there. Some people are unqualified. It smells too bad. When I saw this pile of copper coins on the ground, I hurriedly Brought out."

"I'm locked in, there's nothing I can do about it!" someone argued angrily.

[Ask the person in the cellar how many of these copper coins are down there]

"Hey, the teacher asked me to ask you, how many of these copper coins are there?"

"Hey hey hey, how many? I can't count, I can't count at all." The man smiled happily: "Let me tell you this, after you go down, except for the soil under your feet, the surrounding walls are all made of copper coins. "

"Even if these walls of copper coins are as thick as my palm, there must be tens of thousands of them."

[Tens of thousands of copper coins are not worth [-] million, he is lying]

"An audience member said that [-] copper coins are not worth [-] million. How do you explain that?"

"I'm talking about being conservative, do you understand being conservative?"

The man raised his head and looked around at the men, women, and children present. It seemed that no one knew what he was doing.

He sighed dejectedly, shook his head and said:

"Ask the master you contacted if he knows what hoarding copper coins is."

[Of course I know what hoarding copper coins is, I have taken a good look at this person and call the police immediately]

[The water here is too deep and cannot be controlled by you]

Zhang Yang quickly gave his advice, and it was up to Baoyou to decide whether to listen or not.

He had been exposed to "hoarding copper coins" for a long time, and even played with it. Most of the tube coins circulating on the market were like this.

The scientific name of the cellar discovered by Baoyou is "Qianjiao", which was a small treasury of a wealthy family in ancient times.

At present, there are almost no money cellars discovered by archaeologists with a deposit volume of less than one ton, and the largest one even contains 15 tons.

And a ton of copper coins with a round outer surface and a square inner surface is conservatively estimated to be more than 20 coins...

The top coin of the tube of money that Baoyou brought out was "Wanli Tongbao", and the price in the market was 10 yuan.

20 pieces, that’s 200 million.

However, Wanli Tongbao was only the least valuable type of copper coins in the Ming Dynasty. For these tube coins formed in the late Ming Dynasty, 10 yuan was the minimum price.

Not to mention the possible existence of silver ingots...

Therefore, the estimated value of this money cellar is only a few million, which is considered low.

Such ancient ruins are obviously more important than ordinary tombs.

Once you find a place, you can basically book a cultural relic protection unit at or above the municipal level.

Digging it out secretly and dividing it?Not realistic.

Besides, this man was suppressed under the cellar. It was impossible for him to suppress himself. There must be an accomplice.

Thinking of Baoyou saying that the villagers noticed strange movements in this old house, it must be this group of people digging for copper coins here.

[Please give me a good advice to the other people present and do not try the law with your own body]

"Okay, I understand."

After reading Zhang Yang's barrage, Baoyou nodded with a complicated expression.

He found Taoist Priest Quanzhen who was a little confused and relayed Zhang Yang's suggestion.

"Okay, I believe in Master Zhang."

The Taoist nodded.

Together with Baoyou, he will conduct a popular science propaganda on "Cultural Relics Protection Knowledge" to others present in the wilderness at 12:30 in the middle of the night.

In addition, the man who destroyed the ancient ruins must be handed over to the police.

(End of this chapter)