"Here, director, give me the camera." Zhang Yang patted Xu Jie behind him.

His original intention was to shoot the live broadcast with the Cheng family, but the other party deftly avoided the camera.

also said off-camera: "We don't bother you live broadcast, you continue." ”

Is this not bothering? So what is bothering?

"It's okay, let's discuss it together." Zhang Yang gritted his teeth and said, "The basis for my judgment lies in the shape of this thing. ”

"The color of things is indeed very similar to the Longquan kiln in the middle of the Ming Dynasty."

"But pay attention to its hollow part, which is very rough, which is a typical aesthetic of the grassland people."

"If you have seen the hollow Cong bottle of the Ming Dynasty, you will know that the aesthetics of the people at that time were more delicate than this. On the contrary, these thick and leafy artifacts often appear at the end of the Yuan Dynasty. ”

"So what?" Cheng Zongyin said loudly.

He didn't come to discuss with Zhang Yang at all, but to keep people out of the stage.

When the time comes, find someone to cut the head and end of the video, "Righteous Passers-by Kill Unscrupulous Appraisers", and buy some water army, which is enough to label Master Zhang as "no talent and no virtue".

This kind of thing didn't have to come in person with him, the chairman, but didn't it catch up!

Adhering to this concept, Cheng Zongyin opened the bar:

"What I want to ask is, even if this porcelain is all characteristics of the Yuan Dynasty, can't it be made by the craftsmen of the Yuan Dynasty who lived to the early years of the Ming Dynasty?"

"Who can say anything about decades?"

Zhang Yang listened to it and shouted: Good guy!

Grabbing a theoretically existing special case to refute it, this bar has at least 20 years of skill.

Zhang Yang glanced at the barrage, it's okay, there are still many normal people in the world.

[This pure passerby is really a bar spirit]

[According to him, don't break the dynasty in the future, what if there is a craftsman who is immortal? 】

[This kind of thing has to be sent for thermoluminescence to be determined]

[It's useless, thermoluminescence is not so fine]

[It is recommended that the anchor directly use his theory to prove that you are his father, anyway, it will be decades away]

"Big brother, do you want to interact with the barrage in my live broadcast room?" Zhang Yang said with a smile.

Cheng Zongyin waved his hand, took a step back, to prevent Zhang Yang from exposing him, and then said: "You guys are engaged in live broadcasts, the barrage is all rice circles, and it makes no sense for them to say anything." ”

Hearing this, Zhang Yang didn't need to watch the barrage to know that the audience in the live broadcast room was definitely scolding.

Forget it, just kill the game.

Zhang Yang asked the other party: "Then how do you conclude that things are from the beginning of the Ming Dynasty, not the end of the Yuan Dynasty?" ”

"I don't need to conclude this, the museum wrote it, the Ming Dynasty."

"Oh, that's it!" Zhang Yang nodded and returned to the camera: "Brothers, wait for me for two minutes." ”

Two minutes, for most people, is just a daze, but as long as you are fast enough, you can do a lot of things.

Zhang Yang hurriedly returned to the director's office and dialed Wang Jianye's phone at the same time.

A minute and a half later, he was back in front of the camera.

"It's back, brothers."

[The anchor is so fast! 】

[Did you call the security guard?]

[Hurry up and get rid of this kind of bar essence, it will affect the perception of the live broadcast room]

"It's okay, this problem is easy to solve."

"This pure passerby friend, do you think this thing is from the Ming Dynasty? Is there a possibility that the staff at the time made a mistake. ”

"Written wrong?" Cheng Zongyin smiled a little sarcastically: "Why don't you say it......"

He didn't finish his words, and when he saw Zhang Yang's movements, he was directly stunned.

I saw Zhang Yang take out a large bunch of keys from his pocket, squat in front of the display case, and use one of the keys to open the small pavilion under the display case.

After entering the password, the glass display case with Longquan blue glazed porcelain was opened!

This is not the end, Zhang Yang took out a black gel pen from his pocket, took out the piece of paper with a brief introduction to porcelain in the display case, and crossed out the "Ming Dynasty" on it in front of tens of thousands of viewers, and changed it to "Yuan Dynasty".

Then he closed the glass door of the display case.

"Y-How can you alter the text at will?" Cheng Zongyin's words were a little unsmooth.

"I'm sorry, I made a mistake before." Zhang Yang looked at the live broadcast camera and said: "Old fans should know that I used to work in a museum, and it just happens to be the museum we are in now." ”

"Our museum, highlight a mistake and correct it, absolutely not."

"Cultural relics are still based on real evidence, not a pat on the head, and think about it."

"Huh? This pure passerby, why is this leaving? ”

……

After being scolded, Cheng Zongyin returned to the visiting team with a blue face.

Chen Yanguang didn't dare to speak the whole time, so he could only stand silently beside him.

Cheng Deyi still understood it, seamlessly connected, and stood up and arranged for the eldest and second eldest of the Cheng family to direct the handling of the cultural relics on the van, and the rest of the people followed the docent to visit the museum.

After the donation is discussed, everyone will take a group photo together.

When everyone else followed the docent, Cheng Deyi suddenly patted his eldest son on the shoulder.

"What about Curator Wang? Why didn't anyone see him? ”

"Maybe it's inconvenient to see that there are a lot of us, after all, the donation has not been completely decided."

Cheng Zongyin actually felt that something was wrong, he once took out his mobile phone and wanted to call Director Wang, but after seeing Zhang Yang, he temporarily gave up this idea.

He wanted Zhang Yang to make a fool of himself, but the opponent's punch was out of order, and he couldn't take it.

"Okay, then what happened to you and the anchor just now?" Cheng Deyi saw everything in his eyes and asked now.

"That person, who often targets our group's business." Cheng Zongyin briefly reported the previous incident to his father.

"Can't you handle such a small role?"

Cheng Deyi asked with a frown, not hiding the dissatisfaction in his tone at all.

"I'm afraid to tear my face completely."

"I'm afraid, I'm afraid, can't you do business anymore?" Cheng Deyi was very dissatisfied with his eldest son's answer: "Didn't you already teach you about the things of Chongqing University back then, and you have to do it freely?" ”

"Some people value face more than us, so if you don't have a face, you deserve to be rich."

"Okay, you can do this matter quickly, I don't want to come to the Hailin Museum in the future, and I saw someone live here."

"Okay." Cheng Zongyin agreed in a deep voice.

After he ordered to unload the antiques, he immediately went to Wang Jianye's office to find someone.

But when I knocked on the door, I found no response at all.

On the way back, he bumped into Cheng Laoer, who told him that the door of the reception room where they were received before was also locked.

Cheng Zongyin hurriedly called Wang Jianye's phone, but it showed that the other party's phone had been turned off.

"No wonder they didn't come to greet us, it looks like they pigeoned us." Cheng Lao Er said with a hippie smile.

"Why? Didn't we have a good chat last time? Cheng Zongyin was puzzled.

At this moment, a staff member in the museum passed by, and the Cheng brothers hurriedly greeted him.

"Hello, we are here to find Director Wang, and we have made an appointment to meet in the evening, but we can't contact him now."

"Do you know where he is now?"

"My surname is Gao, you can call me Sister Gao." Sister Gao, who wore the staff uniform, said.

After speaking, she stopped talking and silently looked at the Cheng brothers.

"Okay, Sister Gao, may I ask, where is your curator now?" Cheng Zongyin didn't get entangled.

"Hmm." Sister Gao replied and replied, "The curator has already gone out, and now only Researcher Zhang is in charge." ”

"And where is he?"

"It was live in the hall just now, didn't you see it?"