Live Appreciation, Congratulations to Brother

Chapter 89 [Ask for a first order] I really didn't dig any more

"Hahaha, if the porcelain body is artificially aged, wouldn't Teacher Wu Xingfei not be able to see it?"

Cheng Deyi finally followed his son's old path, and all problems were transferred to Master Jianbao.

The expert's appraisal certificate is used to block the knife.

But fortunately, this Master Wu said that he is in Africa, and his mobile phone has no signal, so he cannot be contacted at all. It is very safe.

Speaking of this step, Jianbao seemed to be embarrassed at the scene.

Because no matter what Zhang Yang said, he was looking for the enemy in the void, and Teacher Wu couldn't respond at all.

Cheng Deyi seemed to be invincible.

[Isn't this just playing tricks? 】

【Lao Lai Lao Lai, really old and lai】

【Why don't we connect with Mai Jianbao, this guy is boring】

Zhang Yang also found it boring. It was interesting to see the bronze carriage at first, but the old man's rhetoric in front of him was a bit lacking in creativity.

Since there is no program effect, he simply said:
"Thank you for your support to the museum, but according to our regulations, once a fake is found, all the remaining donated cultural relics need to be jointly identified by experts, and can only be put into the warehouse after confirmation."

"So unfortunately, we can't accept your batch today."

"What kind of bullshit rule is this? How come I've never heard of it?"

Cheng Zongyin saw that his father seemed to have regained the upper hand and had a voice again.

"This is stipulated by Director Wang. If you don't believe me, you can ask him for confirmation." Zhang Yang replied very politely.

"Oh, sorry, I forgot. Although Director Wang is not going to Africa, you can't contact him."

"But it's useless even if you make contact."

After saying these words, Zhang Yang's expression suddenly straightened, and he said sternly:
"As long as I'm still a researcher in this museum, the fakes you bring will never enter the exhibition hall or even the warehouse of this museum."

"it is good!"

Sister Gao shouted in the crowd and couldn't help applauding.

Mother Chen, who had praised Sister Gao just now, turned to look at her frowning, with a lot of resentment in her eyes.

But soon, Mother Chen couldn't take care of it, because there was applause and applause everywhere, and some of the applauding people were even relatives of the Chen family.

But all of this was nothing more shocking than the "Well said!" from behind her.

Because the person who said this was Cheng Zongwen, the second child of the Cheng family.

There is a ghost? !

The two families present looked at Cheng Lao Er in surprise, but he was not affected at all, and instead stepped forward to shake Zhang Yang's hand.

"Your words have reached my heart."

"Back then, I just couldn't bear my father playing with these fakes, so I wanted to help him get something real."

Zhang Yang pulled out his hand with difficulty, his eyes were also full of shock.

This second son of the Cheng family, like his future son-in-law, seems to be rebellious and wants to send his own father and brother away?

[Director?Can you give me a picture of the scene]

【Sounds very interesting, but don't keep showing us Master Zhang's face】

【Although my husband is handsome, he can't be a meal】

【The person who shook hands could not be the family members of the two just now】

"Ah Wen!" Cheng Deyi was the first to recover from the shock, calling his second son's name in a very stern tone.

"Please shut up, I haven't finished yet!" Cheng Laoer replied impatiently.

"The Cheng family's face has been lost by the two of you just now. Is it worse than me?"

Cheng Lao Er smoothed his long hair back, and smiled brightly at Zhang Yang.

"Mr. Zhang, allow me to introduce myself."

"No, I've read your book."

Zhang Yang forced a smile.

He saw the shadow of Chen Yanguang in Cheng's second child.

The two of them had exactly the same smile, which was "a bit obscene in flattery, but still sincere".

Next, if it is Chen Yanguang, he should ask for help.

Zhang Yang was thinking, what can he do to help Cheng Laoer?
Is it?
He glanced at the mother and daughter of the Cheng family standing beside him... Don't you worry about your wife and daughter?

"Really? That's great, I don't need to explain further, you can help me look at this first." Cheng Laoer said happily.

Seeing that the other party was really taking things out, Zhang Yang felt a little indescribable, with disappointment and anticipation.

This man has already entered the palace twice, so he won't take out something and enter the palace for the third time, right?
The moment Cheng Laoer took out the things, Zhang Yang was "in awe" and immediately put on his white gloves.

The thing is a piece of jade ornament in the shape of a semicircular cake, the size of which is cut off from a small half of a mung bean cake, and the traditional Chinese cirrus pattern is carved on it.

This kind of object was taken from a tomb robber who had been in prison...the probability of authenticity is more than [-]%.

Zhang Yang put it in front of the camera and showed it to the audience in the live broadcast room.

[Is this ancient jade? 】

[This carving is Makabaka? 】

[It's a bit like the real thing, but the texture of jade is not good]

After half a minute, the item information appeared.

"Name: Jade Grip"

"Material: Xiuyan Jade"

"Production time: 117 BC"

"Detailed information: The jade grip carved with cirrus patterns has been unearthed for a long time, and there are obvious traces of playing with it"

"There should be no legal risk for this thing, right?"

Zhang Yang asked Cheng Lao Er directly, and he felt that the other party should have studied it.

"No, it was passed down by my master ancestor. At that time, the police asked experts to look at it and make sure that it is all right."

"What about your master?" Zhang Yang asked curiously.

"One time when he went to the tomb, he was trapped in an institution for more than ten years, and he couldn't survive the last year."

Cheng Laoer spoke very calmly, and Zhang Yang listened without any fluctuations in his heart. Tomb robbers are not worthy of sympathy.

But the amount of information they talked about was too much, and the barrage was a bit overwhelming.

【police?Who is this speaker? 】

[Why does it feel like it's all slang, am I watching a gangster movie? 】

【Go to the tomb, it must be a member of the old Jiumen】

[What mechanism can trap a person for more than ten years? 】

【This piece of ancient jade was not confiscated, could it be that it was hidden when it was captured? 】

"There is no problem with this thing. The jade grips of the Western Han Dynasty are made of Xiuyan jade, which is a common ancient jade material."

Holding it in his hand, Zhang Yang analyzed it to the audience on site and online:
"Everyone should be able to see the patina on the outside. It's very smooth, which means that it's something that's been cooked for at least a few decades."

"Of course, the things must have come out of the tomb in the first place. There are traces of blood seeping in on them. It is obvious that the blood seeped in when the corpse of the owner of the tomb was decomposing."

"Huh~" A woman at the scene made a disgusted voice.

Normal people can't accept taking things out of a dead person's hands and just playing with them.

But Mr. Cheng was obviously not among them, he quietly reached out his hand, trying to snatch the jade hand back.

But his hand was held down by Cheng Laoer.

"Dad, please don't be ashamed."

"Shame? I think you are stupid!" Cheng Deyi finally lost his temper: "Such a good-looking ancient jade from the Western Han Dynasty will cost several million at the auction, which is more than the annual net profit of a large factory with a thousand employees at home."

"You take it out so openly, aren't you afraid of being confiscated?"

"Let me interject, the Western Han Dynasty is just a reference number I gave." Zhang Yang quickly added.

"Okay, don't show off, I know you are right."

Cheng Deyi waved his hand, as if he was too lazy to talk to Zhang Yang.

"A few million? That's pretty good." Cheng Laoer nodded, continued to smile and said to Zhang Yang: "Teacher, can this thing be my apprenticeship ceremony?"

"Apprentice?"

Zhang Yang quickly put the things back into Cheng Deyi's hands.

Are you kidding me, who knows if Cheng's second child will return to his old business.

Seeing Zhang Yang's performance, Cheng Laoer raised two fingers:

"I swear, I really didn't dig any more."

　There will be three changes later today. The code is finished, but the modification has not been completed. Tomorrow, I have to get up early for work and go to bed first.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)