Super Connoisseur

The security guard was shivering, his hands were handcuffed, and there was no way to cover his face. He could only curl his mouth in pain, and tears almost came out.

"Kneel down!" Ma Qiang stepped forward, pointed to the security guard and shouted.

The security guard was startled and his legs softened. At that time, he had no previous temper and had to kneel on the ground.

The security guard's body had just fallen half, but a big hand held the security guard's body.

The security guard was stunned. When he looked up, he saw Zhang Feng's clear eyes looking at him, and the security guard's tears flowed directly.

"Forget it, things have passed, and I don't want to worry about it anymore. It's not easy for anyone. I don't want to embarrass you. But if you go to another museum in the future, what will your mood be like if the other party treats you like this? Retribution, not no retribution, it's just not the time. I hope you can take care of yourself."

With that, Zhang Feng helped the security guard well, and then took back his hand.

The security guard stood in place and looked at Zhang Feng. Tears kept flowing out.

"Ma Qiang, give ten thousand yuan to the security guard and let him go for treatment. If there is anything else in the future, just come to yuanbaozhai to find me." Zhang Feng said, so he had to take a step and walk inside.

Captain Yang saw that Zhang Feng was not investigated and there was no nonsense. He waved to the police behind him and signaled the police to open the handcuffs.

The policeman quickly promised, opened the handcuffs and let the security guard go.

Zhang Feng just took two steps, but he turned back and looked at director Mu: "I'm really sorry to see my memory. Director mu, I'm going to see your curator with a box. I don't know if I can?"

"Yes, yes, of course. You can drive in any time, not to mention the box. It's just that our curator is not here now, otherwise I won't come forward to deal with things. In this way, if you go in first, I'll call the curator immediately and believe that the curator should come back from attending this year's task meeting." Director mu, who was arrogant before, nodded and bowed in front of Zhang Feng.

Zhang Feng was also impolite. He nodded to captain Yang and turned into the museum.

"Director mu, what did you mean by the task meeting?" Zhang Feng looked for reasons as he walked.

At this time, it is evening. Basically, many places are closed. There are not many pedestrians in the museum. Many things have been blocked and closed. You can't see anything outside.

As for other things, Zhang Feng just glanced at them and knew that they were all junk goods. Even antiques were worthless, but they were of historical significance.

However, the decoration of the museum is very luxurious. A staircase of 30 meters directly toppled the top. There is no partition in the middle. You can see the sky when you look up.

There are also some floors around the spiral stairs, on which some rooms are arranged, which should also be used for office staff and other purposes as a museum.

"Hey, in fact, as a public unit, we won't be so easy to do. We have to do a lot of things. It seems that the museum is very idle, but in fact, our task is not idle at all. We have to keep all cultural relics well, ensure no damage, and ensure the income of the museum. These things are combined together, which is enough for us to drink a pot, However, even so, as our country has paid more attention to antiques in recent years, many antique search work has begun, and our task will come. "Director Mu took Zhang Feng upstairs and explained helplessly as he walked.

Zhang Feng frowned: "when and what kind of antique will appear? It's beyond our control. How can we complete the task?"

"That's right, but there's no way. The task indicator above is our year-end bonus. If we can't hit it, the bonus of that year will be ruined. The old one in our business is the year-end bonus, hundreds of thousands a year!" director Mu sighed, with a strong sense of helplessness in his tone.

Zhang Feng nodded clearly and understood something in his heart. Although the museum and Zhang Feng are not at the same level, they are at least the same in essence and deal with antiques.

Director Mu took Zhang Feng all the way to the fifth floor. Then he stopped, walked into the next corridor, and took Zhang Feng and Ma Qiang into a lounge.

"Our Curator's office is right here. I'll inform the curator to come back now. When the curator comes back, I'll let him come directly to see you." director Mu reached for two glasses of water and put them in front of Zhang Feng and Ma Qiang.

It's true that he was still an enemy before, but now he is so harmonious and human nature is impermanent.

Zhang Feng smiled at himself and said thank you to director mu. He put the wooden box on the table and drank water.

After director Mu left the room, Zhang Feng and Ma Qiang were left.

"Master, you said that if the guy at the door was beaten, would there be a vengeance? Come to us for revenge? If that happens later, it will be difficult for us to go out. After all, we don't know what the curator here is!" Ma Qiang looked at Zhang Feng anxiously.

Zhang Feng almost spewed out the water in his mouth and turned to look at Ma Qiang: "If you spend all your wishful thinking on learning antique identification, you won't always buy goods like this. You can't think of such a simple problem? Since ancient times, all public units have been like this. The top is absolutely the best, and the orders he issued are the best. However, these policies have completely changed when they are transmitted from one level to the next , officials began to make arbitrary changes. At the bottom, what was originally welfare turned into exploitation. Think about it, don't you? "

Ma Qiang was a little dizzy when Zhang Feng said. He put his fingers and thought for a long time. Then he looked up: "master, what you said is reasonable, but there are people above who are bad!"

"So all those dynasties perished, didn't they?" Zhang Feng seemed to have guessed that Ma Qiang would ask so and answered happily.

A Qiang was speechless as Zhang Feng said. Kaba looked twice, nodded and drank water.

The two people chatted every sentence. Soon, more than half an hour passed, and finally remembered the knock on the door outside.

Zhang Feng and Ma Qiang got up quickly and saw an old man in a suit and white hair coming in.

The old man was tall and straight, dressed neatly, and had no wrinkles on his face. Although he was full of white hair, he looked hale and hearty without any aging.

"Mr. Zhang, this is the curator of our museum. Sima Yu, curator of Sima, was once a famous palm. He has been 76 years old this year. Just because his achievements are too excellent, the state has kept him from retiring." director Mu introduced later.

Sima Yu stretched out his hand, held everything with Zhang Feng cordially, and looked at Zhang Feng with a smile: "Mr. Zhang is young, but he can get up in China. He is really young and promising. I have heard of Mr. Zhang's name before, but I haven't had a chance to meet him. It's also a great honor to see him now. I just don't know what Mr. Zhang does when he comes to our museum?"

Zhang Feng also had a smile on his face. From his tone, Zhang Feng could tell that Sima Yu was definitely a kind person, completely different from director Mu's arrogance and domineering.

"Curator Sima, you're welcome. What are you doing? I just want to donate a cultural relic to the country. I'm afraid that once such a valuable thing is traded in the hands of interested people and abroad, we will lose a national treasure!"

Sima Yu's face changed slightly, and his eyes couldn't help looking at the box beside Zhang Feng: "national treasure?"

"Yes, national treasure!" Ma Qiang answered excitedly, although he didn't know what was in the box.

Zhang Feng smiled and didn't speak. He turned to pick up the box and opened it in front of Sima Yu.

Sima Yu stared at the box. As soon as the box was opened, Sima Yu's eyes burst out: "Gongbu sword!"

Zhang Feng looked at Sima Yu in surprise: "curator Sima is worthy of being a famous palm eye. I just saw the sword at a glance. I didn't see it, but I took it after confirmation."

Sima Yu stared closely at the Gongbu sword in the box. His old face radiated a dazzling light. He shook his hand and motioned to Zhang Feng.

"I took it to donate it to the country. Since curator Sima is the curator here, he naturally has the right to check it." Zhang Feng said with a smile.

Sima Yu said thank you, took out a handkerchief and wiped his hand. Only then did he reach into the box and pick up the cloth sword.

Jingle!

When the sword came out of its sheath, a crisp sound came out of the sword body, and Sima Yu's body trembled fiercely.

"Gongbu sword, Gongbu sword, one of the top ten famous swords, is also the last sword created by master Ou Yezi. This sword is the most prominent handicraft in ancient times. Whether it is to fight the enemy or hang on the wall, it is an impeccable exquisite artifact!" Sima Yu's voice trembled and obviously couldn't suppress his excitement.

Even director Mu looked at Sima Yu's Gongbu sword in surprise. Even director Mu was familiar with such a famous sword.

"Curator Sima, I think such a sword will only tarnish the edge of the sword and make the sword lose the value it should have. So I came here specially to deliver the sword to the country and let it prove to the world that the sword of our country is the most exquisite!"

Sima Yu touched the sword tremblingly, took it back into the scabbard, looked up at Zhang Feng and bowed deeply.

Zhang Feng was startled. He quickly stepped back and reached out to hold Sima Yu: "curator Sima, this can't be done. The younger generation can't afford it."

Sima Yu stood up and looked at Zhang Feng gratefully: "Mr. Zhang, thank you. Thank you. You have recovered a cultural relic for the country. On behalf of the country, I thank you. Please wait a moment. Allow me to express my gratitude, director Mu!"

Director Mu was stunned and looked at Sima Yu: "curator Sima, what do you mean?"

"Bring the medal of honor." Sima Yu said decisively.

"Medal of honor?!" director Mu's face changed greatly and said in surprise.

"Yes, hurry up. Don't you understand what I said?" Sima Yu confirmed again.

Director Mu swallowed a mouthful of saliva, nodded, quickly turned and walked out of the room.

Soon, director Mu took a small box and handed it to Sima Yu.

Sima Yu took the box, stretched out his hand and opened it. Inside, a hexagonal star badge lay quietly in the box.

"Mr. Zhang, this medal of honor is specially awarded to those who have made important contributions to the country. Please accept it anyway!"