Cutting off your beard in front of me?

I don't think you take my old Jiumen Master Zhang in your eyes.

Zhang Yang hurriedly called Tang Qiyun, who is a part-time house manager, to work:

"The housing manager helped seal the anchor who raised the price for three or five days."

"This guy is a Manchester United fan? Damn, no wonder the price is raised so much. ”

Xiao Tang's movements were very fast, and she sealed Brother Ping'an in less than 20 seconds after Zhang Yang finished speaking, but it was still a little late.

Lianmai's friends have seen the barrage of price increases.

"Does Brother Ping'an want these books too?"

"Teacher Zhang, these books seem to be very popular, or ......"

The implication is that he wants to increase the price, or let them bid.

"Huh." Zhang Yangpi nodded with a smile: "Then you sell it to Brother Ping'an, I don't want it." ”

"Why?"

Because it's cool to spend money for nothing, Zhang Yang replied in his heart.

When the time comes, just ask Brother Ping'an to borrow the book, and ask him to photocopy the book into a PDF and send it over.

Sending away the inheritor of traditional Chinese medicine and feng shui masters, Zhang Yang quickly connected to the last treasure friend of the day - Brother Ping'an, who sold the grave live next door.

"Master Zhang, be kind!"

At the other end of the video, Wei Ping'an raised his eyebrows at the camera, looking embarrassed.

He looks a bit like the Dapeng in the dick silk man, with less glasses and more green short hair.

[Baoyou, you don't want to dye it]

[The toughest anchor in history]

[The grass grows on his head, and he is the head of the slow sheep village]

[Is this promoting an ecological tomb?]

"Xiao Wei, open up the pattern a little, don't forget today's business." Zhang Yang said with a grin.

I don't know if there are fans to help promote it, or if Brother Ping An has long had plans in this regard, he really came to Zhang Yang Lianmai to see feng shui.

As a mature anchor, he is very reasonable and greeted Zhang Yang in a private message first.

Zhang Yang confirmed that he didn't come to the live broadcast room to bring the goods, and he also had his level 10 fan card, so it was naturally not good to stop others.

Anyway, the notebook given by Cheng Lao Er is in his hand, looking at the feng shui of the cemetery? It's a trifle.

"I was wrong, Master Zhang, don't mind. Let's go straight to the grave. ”

Brother Ping'an laughed, went straight in, and aimed the camera at a small dirt slope behind him.

It looked like he was on a small hillside in the wilderness, surrounded by verdant pine trees, and a clearing had been carved out in the middle, with large and small stones piled up.

As far as the eye can see, you can see the mountains in the distance.

"Teacher, this is a new cemetery that has just been approved, and it is designed for the company's high-level VIP customers." Wei Ping'an asked Zhang Yang: "Can you help me take a look, how is this place?" ”

"It looks pretty good, this scenery is at the level of a forest park, to say the least." Zhang Yang bowed his head lightly and asked him, "What do you want me to watch?" ”

"Of course, it's to look at the feng shui of this No. 1 tomb." Brother Ping'an smiled, then took half a step back, moved the camera down, and aimed at the ground.

There was a compass under his feet.

[Putting the profession on the barrage]

[Isn't this thing used by Taoist priests?]

[Obviously it is a compass for feng shui, this kind of one costs hundreds of yuan]

"Teacher, can you read this? The mountain is in the direction of Gengshen. Brother Ping An pointed to the flat ground where the building materials were piled up.

Look at the meaning, the No. 1 cemetery he chose is there.

"I can't see this." Zhang Yang shook his head: "You are a rational thing, and our old nine sects are situational." ”

"Teacher, what you said, isn't it a bit profound?" Brother Ping An scratched his head, indicating that he didn't understand.

"Forget it, let me explain briefly......"

The Five Elements, Bagua, River Diagram, Luo Shu, Constellations, etc., these are all Feng Shui masters of the rational style who are used to show the ethereal "qi" in his mouth.

The orthodox Lao Jiumen looks at the terrain and mountains, and says "dragon, cave, sand, water, and direction".

"I realize, Master. It turns out that you are looking at the dragon vein. ”

Brother Ping'an turned around and turned his back to the cemetery: "Teacher, look, there is a river next to this cemetery. ”

"This is not a water burial, you take me to see the mountains first."

Zhang Yang commanded Brother Ping'an while flipped through the cheat sheet at hand.

Fortunately, it is not a complicated terrain, which is recorded in Cheng Zongwen's tomb robbery notes, called [Chang'e Running to the Moon].

The small hill on which the cemetery is located is where the moon is located in this terrain.

Although it is not as good as the [Stars and Moons] at the level of the princes, it is more than enough to place high-ranking officials and nobles above the second grade.

After reading it, Zhang Yang frowned: "This place is very suitable for burying people!" ”

"Surrounded by mountains and rivers."

"Brother Wei, haven't you asked someone to survey this place? Is there a tomb underneath? ”

[Why do I always feel like a tomb robber is sharing experience]

[I am the same]

[Now it's directly excavated, not a tomb robbery]

"Please." Brother Ping An recalled the situation of photographing this land: "It was said that there was no mine below, and no tombs were found. ”

"Have you hit the Luoyang shovel?"

"Huh? Teacher, we are inviting a serious survey, not a civil archaeology team. ”

"Oh, that'll do." Zhang Yang nodded perfunctorily.

The so-called serious survey, he himself has been to the archaeological site, and he also knows something about these modern methods, which are nothing more than electromagnetic methods and resistance methods.

In the face of complex underground conditions in China, these methods are neither as fast as Luoyang shovel nor as accurate as Luoyang shovel.

But even if this is said, the owner of the cemetery should still dig it.

After all, this is a treasure of feng shui!

"In terms of feng shui, your place is already top-notch. Such a cemetery, isn't it cheap? ”

"Hehe, teacher, it's not about money. The owner of this tomb is very picky about his future neighbors. ”

"How many products are you going to bury?" Zhang Yang asked.

Brother Ping'an didn't dare to take this, after all, he still had to eat this bowl of rice.

He snorted and gave Zhang Yang a gift of 400 yuan, which was regarded as a thank you.

"You're so polite, as if I'm short of two hundred dollars." Zhang Yang said jokingly.

"Where is it, I'll pick an ecological tomb for the teacher another day? It is planted with flowers and plants, which is more environmentally friendly. ”

When Brother Ping An said this, he touched the green on the top of his head, as if it was artificial turf.

……

The live broadcast in the afternoon ended smoothly.

Less than two minutes after Zhang Yang went off the air, he received a call from the Linhai Internet Police.

The one who contacted him was a female police officer named Li Luyao.

The two have also contacted several times before, and Zhang Yang knows that she is the one who usually "monitors" in her live broadcast room.

"How so? How many were arrested this time? ”

"It's not important, there's something more important. Captain let me ask you, how sure are you of that tusk? ”

"Is seventy percent enough? If it's not enough, I'll think of a way to add more. ”

Zhang Yang's answer was quite flexible, and if he was too full, the Internet police would be suspicious.

"What about the blanks? You say, those things could be ...... Where does it flow out? ”

Is it necessary to be so cautious? Can't even name it?

It's just a guess, and it's not a real hammer.

Zhang Yang pouted and said, "Fifty percent, it's best not to add to this." ”

In the inventory of the Helin Museum, he had seen blanks of animal products.

It has only undergone preliminary processing, and has not yet had time to carve.

Things are often made by poaching organizations outside the country, in order to facilitate the sale.

The ones in the Hailin Museum were all left over a long time ago when they cooperated with Linhai HG to do a popular science exhibition.

And he just searched the Internet for the report at the time, the kind of "small brand" needed for the circulation of animal products can also be declared through HG's channels.

You must know that this is in China, and the collection of prohibited animal products is originally a small circle.

The two things come together, and the probability of a coincidence is even less pitiful.

"First thing, what is the maximum?" Captain Sun's voice came from the phone.

He was already familiar with Zhang Yang's way of speaking, and Master Zhang's seventy percent was equal to eight and a half percent of ordinary people.

But this time the object was special, and he wanted to be more secure.

"This depends on the ability of your testing agency, if it is at the same level as me, ninety percent."

"So tall?"

On the other end of the phone, several police officers in the Internet Police Office were surprised.

Master Zhang's ninety percent is that he is completely sure.

Waiting for Li Luyao to hang up the phone, Officer Sun hurriedly gathered everyone and issued a task.

"Xiao Du, isn't your uncle an expert in the province? Let him watch the flamboyant treasure appreciation video and ask his opinion. ”

"Xiao Li, you collect the information of that treasure connoisseur."

"Lao Feng, contact the wildlife management organization to see if the registered information and the identified amulet are completely correct."

"I'll go to the bureau leaders and report the basic situation first."

……

Zhang Yang didn't know that what he wrote in the report information column was two simple sentences:

【Warning! There is an ivory haunt, with a certificate, but the certificate seems to be fake]

[There are also some animal products, I suspect that they are leaked by HG]

Most of the Linhai Internet Police Force has been mobilized.

At this time, Master Zhang was stunned by a phone call that followed.

On the other end of the phone, it was still Wei Ping'an just now, and he said that he was in Linhai now.

Co-author: Is the new cemetery in the sea?

"This thing doesn't really want to book an ecological tomb for itself, does it?"

Zhang Yang was still muttering in his heart, and Wei Ping'an explained his intention:

"Teacher, it's inconvenient to say in the live broadcast just now, I want to ask, do you have any research on tomb theft prevention here?"

"That's right, I have a distinguished client here, he wants to be buried in an underground tomb after his death, and he wants to bury some of his precious collections in it."

"But there are so many things of value, so ......"

After listening to this, Zhang Yang thought that he had returned to a hundred years ago.

However, Brother Ping'an's employer may be an old man in his nineties, and he is a person of that era, so it is not surprising that he is a little feudal.

"Wouldn't it be better to build a cemetery with reinforced concrete?"

"Find an old brother from the design institute and paint it all night for three days and three nights."

Zhang Yang originally wanted to talk about Sanhe soil, lime, glutinous rice water, etc., but when he saw the employees who were playing with their mobile phones, he remembered that it was now the 21st century.

What age is it still in the traditional anti-theft?

"I thought the same thing, but the employer said that he saw the cement tomb surnamed Wang blown up, and after the body was burned, it was doused with horse urine."

Sure enough, it was a person from that era.

But comparing yourself to the surname Wang, it's a bit too much, right?

Is it the kind of great greed, the kind that is so greedy that he does not dare to pass on the stolen goods to future generations?

"Brother Wei, it's okay to make money, don't send yourself in."

"Teacher, rest assured, this old man's money should be quite clean, and everything he has saved for decades."

Listening to Brother Ping'an's sworn tone, Zhang Yang could only help him think of a better solution.

"Can't you ask a grave guard?"

No matter how good the anti-theft measures are, unless you use the way of self-destruction when you open the door, there is nothing you can do in the face of explosives.

The Nobel Prize still has something.

"Ask someone to guard the tomb, for fear that he will guard and steal himself."

Wei Ping'an also thought of this method.

In fact, he has proposed all the ways that can be searched on the Internet, but the employer is not satisfied.

That's why he came to ask for help from Master Zhang, who is known as the "only legitimate old nine gates".

"Then there's only one last option." Zhang Yang reluctantly took out the method of pressing the bottom of the box.

This was the idea he came up with when he looked at foreign excavations of Pompeii, which had been buried by volcanic ash.

"I don't know if you've ever heard of cement burying people?"

"Teacher, you mean, put my employer's in a tin bucket and fill it with cement?" Brother Ping An asked.

"You've watched too many gangster movies. You are guilty of insulting corpses, and you are breaking the law. ”

"I mean, when you built the tomb, you kept digging underneath, leaving only a one-person exit on the top, and then the body was sent in under duress."

"When the burial goods are all placed, fill the whole burial chamber with that particularly good cement."

"The deeper you dig, the safer it is."

"And how deep is this going to go?" Brother Ping'an thought about it, and already thought of something called the earth's crust.

"Depends on how much money your employer gives." Zhang Yang said lightly.

After listening to this, Brother Ping An thought for a while, and couldn't help but nod.

"Thank you, Master Zhang, listening to your words, it is better to sell ten years of graves."

"When you start broadcasting, I'll give you a gift."

……

Hanging up Wei Ping'an's phone, Zhang Yang suddenly remembered that apart from that holy decree, he didn't seem to have made any money recently.

Although money is not a much-needed thing for him, as a man with a golden finger, he only has more than one million in his hand, which is indeed a bit shabby.

Even Brother Biao's house can't afford a Land Rover that can't be parked.

The Hailin Museum is still losing money at present, and it will have a chance to turn over when the loan exhibition starts next month.

In the live broadcast room, if you don't bring the goods, you don't have a lot of income.

If you bring goods, you have to find a source of goods, you have to socialize, and in the end, you still make money by cutting leeks in the live broadcast room, which is not interesting.

Do you really want to gamble on stones?

Zhang Yang remembered the message from the surname Cao last time, and just as he was thinking, on his mobile phone, a message suddenly came out of the comic sound:

[Live broadcast of jadeite rough stones worth 200,000 yuan, come and watch]

Is this big data, or is it mind reading?

Either way, Zhang Yang admitted that he was interested in the push.

He clicked on the message and entered a live broadcast room called "Ah Huang Playing Jade".

A man with black-rimmed glasses was sitting behind a wooden table, and in front of him lay a piece of jadeite rough about the size of a unicorn melon.

"Brothers, the rough stone worth more than 200,000 yuan, I carried it back from the Burmese mine overnight, and today I will show you the real strength of the anchor."

Those who changed were numb.

(End of chapter)