Hearing that Zhang Yang was going to volunteer for the treasure hunt show, Director Jin smiled inexplicably and said to Zhang Yang:

"Go ahead, I've asked them to change the title of the live broadcast room to "I'm going to record the show, see you the day after tomorrow."

"You are a volunteer, close to the water, remember to take a photo with those appraisal experts, everyone will take a photo, it will be a good material for publicity when the time comes."

"Then I'm going to come to the company to make up?"

"No, no, the details of the face can be P."

Zhang Yang had mixed feelings after hearing this, but for the sake of Director Jin's very happy leave, he agreed to try it.

Actually, I can't try a little.

He was assigned to the "Pedestrian Guidance Group", which was tasked with helping people who came to appreciate treasures on the way from the school gate to the event venue.

Specific to publicity, it is to guide the way at the school gate.

Pure coolies.

Wearing ice sleeves and a straw hat, even if the cameraman photographed him and appeared on TV, others would not recognize him.

……

At 10 o'clock in the morning of the next day, the staff of the TV station put up a poster of "Treasure Hunting, Walk into the Sea", and Zhang Yang began a day's volunteer activities.

"Young man, the TV station is a treasure, which way to go? ……”

"Hey! Can I drive my car in? ……”

"I'm not here to appreciate treasures, I'm here to find someone ......"

"Brother, do you think I'm pretty? This is a national treasure! ……”

There are all kinds of people who ask for directions, and there are many familiar people who take the initiative to come up to chat with Zhang Yang.

Usually, Zhang Yang is a video treasure appraisal, and Bao You rarely show his face, but today he has seen so many treasure connoisseurs at once, and he can be regarded as a long insight.

Who says antiques are old?

At least among the people Zhang Yang saw, there were about four or six young people and middle-aged and elderly people.

However, it is true that the elderly are easily deceived.

Several friends who are suspected of being "National Treasure Gang" are retired old people.

"The folk collectors in Linhai, the level is not good!"

Zhang Yang watched at the school gate for most of the day and had this preliminary conclusion in his heart.

Genuine goods are rare, and most of them are modern imitations.

Looking for a needle in a haystack, the few real things fished out are all objects from the late Ming and Qing dynasties, and they are not worth a few dollars.

Of course, there is a high possibility that the owner of the treasure will not easily let people see the things that are really valuable.

After a day of standing, there was nothing to lift the spirits, and by the afternoon, there was not even anyone to ask for directions.

Zhang Yang could only sit on the steps next to the guard's room and play with his mobile phone.

When the phone was about to run out of battery, someone suddenly touched Zhang Yang's arm from the side.

As soon as he looked up, an old man with a dark face and a yellow vest for the construction site was grinning at Zhang Yang.

"Brother, are you an antique collector?" The old man asked with a grin.

"Antiques?"

The old man's words triggered the keyword of flamboyance.

Some people look like volunteers on the surface, but in fact, their real identity is a treasure master.

Moreover, this master also wants to pick up the leak.

Zhang Yang looked around and found that there was no one else, so he asked in a low voice:

"Where's the thing? Let me see? ”

"Here."

The old man took out a ball of discarded newspaper from the rice bag he was carrying, and the newspaper was completely opened, and in the middle was a fist-sized bell full of patina.

"Cattle bells!" The old man explained: "It can still ring! ”

As he spoke, he was going to shake it.

Zhang Yang hurriedly stretched out his hand to stop the other party.

"Name: Bell"

"Material: copper, tin, zinc"

"Year of production: 1399"

"Details: A bronze bell common in ancient times, usually hung around the neck of a horse. There is a large amount of patina on the surface of the artifact, and some of the patina has just fallen off, and it is suspected that it has just been unearthed."

The year 1399 is a year that is very familiar to Zhang Yang, who studies history, because this year has the famous "Battle of Jingjing".

What this old man took out turned out to be a bronze from the Ming Dynasty!

The value of the thing may not be very high, but the other party's dress is basically clearly telling Zhang Yang:

This bell was just dug out of the construction site!

That means that there is likely to be a tomb behind it, and there is a ...... in the tomb

"Uncle, you just dug this thing out, right?"

Zhang Yang went straight to the point while observing the other party's expression.

The old man was very frank, and nodded his head twice: "Yes, just a few days ago, the excavator on the construction site dug it out." ”

"I think it may have been dug up because there are broken bones in it, but it seems that this is the only thing of value."

Dig to the grave! And bones!

Zhang Yang was shocked by the other party's words.

It's not that digging out a tomb is rare, he was surprised that the other party knew that it was a tomb, and he had to take out the bronzes in the tomb and sell them, was he really bold?

"Uncle, look there."

Zhang Yang pointed to the camera at the door of the guard's room: "That camera has already filmed both of us, and it's useless for you to run now." ”

"it!"

The uncle looked up and found that what Zhang Yang said was true.

He cursed, the rice bag and the copper bell were gone, and he turned around and wanted to run.

However, Zhang Yang directly pulled his vest.

"Run again, I'll call the security guard!"

Hearing Zhang Yang's words, the uncle finally calmed down, turned his head, and looked Zhang Yang up and down.

After a while, he asked suspiciously:

"Are you an antique collector?"

"No, I'm an antiquesman."

Zhang Yang said with a smile, took off his straw hat, and showed a delicate face.

"I'm a college student at Linhai University, not a policeman, so you don't have to panic."

His appearance, the jade-faced scholar is nothing more than that, very convincing.

"Oh, it's a student! Scared the hell out of me. ”

The uncle patted his chest and wiped the sweat on his head, probably thinking that it was not enough, so he took the straw hat from Zhang Yang's hand and slapped it twice.

"You're a college student, so you can see if this thing is worth anything?"

"It's not worth much." Zhang Yang shook his head and said: "This is a horse bell, although the thing is a bit old, but who would spend money to buy a horse bell?" ”

"Huh? Really? "The old man didn't believe it too much.

Zhang Yang didn't have time to discuss the value with him, but asked directly:

"Why didn't you report the graves you dug up at the construction site?"

"Sure enough, I'm a college student, and I know a lot." The old man gave Zhang Yang a thumbs up: "But as soon as I heard it, I knew that you were not flexible." ”

"You can report it two days later, and then report it after selling it!"

"Otherwise, as soon as the archaeology comes, the construction site will be stopped, where will we get the money?"

The old man has been on the construction site for so many years, and it is not the first time he has seen the shipment, and he has his own set of methods.

"No wonder ......" Zhang Yang nodded and said, "Then now, do I call the police directly, or do you go to the police station by yourself?" ”

"Huh? No way? The old man didn't believe what Zhang Yang said: "What's the benefit of calling the police?" It's a big deal I'll give you five dollars, you shouldn't have seen me. ”

Five bucks...... It's really generous......

"It's not about money, I'm going to call the police, because this grave you dug up may have more things hidden in it."

"No, it's just such a copper bell, and you still say it's worthless."

The old man's tone was a little depressed, and it didn't look like a lie.

Zhang Yang has listened to archaeology, so naturally he doesn't think like the old man, he explained:

"You're digging with an excavator, archaeology, it's the kind of little brush that you want to use to brush oil with barbecue, little by little...... You see, I can tell at a glance that you're an old thing, and you dug it out of the ground. ”

"Do you think I understand?"

The old man hesitated for a moment, then nodded helplessly.

"That's okay, I'll send you to the police station to report the case, if you run away, wait for me to call the police, and the police will find you again, then the matter will be serious!"

"What will it be?"

"I'll go to jail!"

"Huh? All right. The old man sighed, and muttered: Unlucky!

Unlucky?

Zhang Yang looked at the other party and shook his head in his heart.

A way to sell things like the other party, that's the way to catch up and touch the mold!