"It's finally our museum's turn."

After showing his credentials, the researcher surnamed He had a smile on his face.

"Master Zhang, in fact, we have been paying attention to you for a long time......"

"How long?" Zhang Yang interrupted the other party and asked.

It doesn't matter what you ask, it's important not to let these two people get close.

Lest you wait and lose face.

The two researchers looked at each other, exchanged glances, and replied, "It's been at least a month." ”

"So you've been waiting for this opportunity for a month?"

"Of course, there is no cost to watch the live broadcast anyway."

No cost?

Zhang Yang understands, these two should not even have fan cards, maybe they don't even bother to like them.

"I take the liberty of asking, have you card fan lights?"

"No, Master Zhang." The researcher surnamed Geng said triumphantly: "We work in the museum, and there are many people who know how to do it, so we don't need to help you identify the treasures." ”

"On the contrary, we didn't come to the live broadcast to appreciate the treasure, so you have this bite to eat."

！！！

The local gangs in Changnan City are so rude!

Zhang Yang's heart, 10,000 alpacas roared by.

Although the appearance of these two museum staff members indirectly confirmed his previous view - Baoyou's jade belt hook has no legal risk, even if it was stolen a hundred years ago, it is now safe.

But now it seems that it is better for them to disappear in place.

Zhang Yang frowned and looked at the two of them, he was looking for a breakthrough.

At this time, a string of things under someone's neck caught his attention.

"Researcher He, your dzi is good, how many eyes do you have?"

"Oh? Does Master Zhang also have a study of cultural play? ”

The surnamed He took off the dzi from his neck with great interest.

"What, help me see? Let's say okay first, don't blame us for the rollover. ”

Overturned?

Zhang Yang smiled.

"You 15-year-old production of Taiwan beads, what kind of car did I overturn?"

Hearing Zhang Yang's words, Researcher He was obviously stunned for a moment.

The companion surnamed Geng next to him suddenly burst out laughing.

"You treasure hunters, do you see a dzi and say it's a dzi? What Yangzi plays, what Lianjie plays, is also Taizhu? ”

"When the elders in Mr. He's family were playing with beads, the anchor was still peeing and playing with mud!"

"Really?" Zhang Yang sneered.

Sure enough, those who play literary games, especially those who play dzi, like to say that they have family traditions.

Some are outrageous, and it is said that the things were invited from the hands of the living Buddha.

[I actually had the same hobby as Master Zhang]

[I really want to turn into mud, and I am being played with by Master Zhang]

[The barrage is really perverted]

[I TM had a meeting, and I laughed out loud, you pay me a bonus]

Researcher He, who had calmed down, came back to his senses, yes, his character of playing dzi was very complete.

Coupled with the gang around him, now this high-imitation bead is a real dzi.

He hurriedly pointed to the bead around his neck and said, "This one of mine was invited by my grandfather from the hands of the Great Lama more than 70 years ago. ”

"Oh? Then may I ask Mr. Geng, Mr. He, do you have any table beads passed on by the seller to you? ”

"I didn't buy it, but a lot of people in our museum did."

Researcher Geng was quite upright, and of course he replied so happily just to lead to the next sentence:

"Do you think that so many people in our museum are playing fakes?"

"Quite possibly." Zhang Yang nodded.

He turned his gaze to the camera:

"In the live broadcast room, if there are treasure friends in Changnan City, in the future, you and the people around you will encounter the dzi sold by the relevant personnel of the city museum, please be cautious."

"Because every time you buy a fake dzi, one of the beads loses his household registration book."

"There is no buying, no killing."

"By the way, if you two are not convinced, I will wait for your lawyer's letter!"

"Teacher He, let's sue him for slander when we go back." Researcher Geng said indignantly.

But there was no reaction from the surname He.

"Teacher He?"

"Lao He!"

"Huh." Researcher He came back to his senses: "What, Lao Geng, Internet celebrity anchors like them, it's a waste of time to treat them, let's bring things back first!" ”

"Wait, I'm not done yet!"

Zhang Yang stopped the two.

"Teacher Geng, I haven't helped you identify it yet!"

"Identification of what?" Researcher Geng spread his hands: "I don't play dzi again. ”

After saying that, he pulled the collar of the T-shirt on his body to prove that he had nothing around his neck.

"You don't play dzi, but I'm curious."

"Why do you have a Hongxing Erke logo on this Louis Vuitton T-shirt of more than 10,000 people?"

"Also, why do you have a belt of seven wolves for your more than 20,000 Balenciaga jeans?" Zhang Yang asked with a puzzled expression.

"What's wrong with me seven wolves?" Researcher He retorted angrily.

He hugged his clothes, the belt around his waist, and the same manufacturer that Researcher Geng used.

Or even the same one!

"Why do you use the same belt? Wait, or the same production batch? ”

"Are you,?" Zhang Yang looked at the two middle-aged people in front of him in surprise.

"How is that possible? Mine was chosen for me by my wife. Researcher He replied.

"Mine too."

“？？？”

What followed was a bit of a mess.

Zhang Yang was too lazy to listen to these pickled things, and instructed Baoyou to keep the jade belt hook well, so he hurriedly disconnected the microphone.

……

Half an hour later, in a small area in Changnan City.

"Diwu ~ Diwu ~ Diwu ~"

The police car took away the two museum staff members who were beating each other.

Baoyou stood by the window, looking at the back of the police car outside the community, and then looked at the jade on the table.

He neatly opened his mobile phone, booked a ticket to Linhai the next day, and then took a screenshot of the ticket order and sent it to "Master Zhang".

After Zhang Yang received the news, he immediately reimbursed him all the round-trip ticket money.

Of course, this is just an advance payment, and in the end, it must be the account of the Hailin Museum.

"Thousands of dollars buy horse bones, and in the future, the ancestors are the treasures of the old Jiumen, and there is another way to wash white."

Zhang Yang looked out the car window, the exhibition area of the Hailin Museum was crowded with people, and his mood was very beautiful.

Wait, why are there so many people?

The people in line have already lined up from the entrance of the exhibition all the way to the bus stop.

"Sorry, I borrowed it!"

"My wife has given birth, borrow it."

"The police handle the case, give way!"

Zhang Yang finally squeezed from the crowd to the entrance of the staff passage step by step.

"Eh, how can he go through the employee passage!"

Some enthusiastic tourists pointed to the back of the flamboyant and asked the librarian who maintained order.

"This is our Curator Zhang." The librarian introduced.

"Curator Zhang? I remember the director of the Hailin Museum, isn't his surname Wang? "There are familiar tourists who ask.

"Sooner or later, the surname will be Zhang." The old librarian looked at the bustling crowd outside the Hailin Museum and said.

He has worked here for 20 years, and this is the first time he has seen such a big scene.

In fact, not only the librarians, but even Mr. Wang himself was very impressed by the grand occasion outside the museum.

"Why didn't we think of a treasure appreciation event before?" Wang Guosheng muttered to himself.

"Because Wang Lao, you are a busy man!" Deputy Director Zou flattered beside him.

"Busy? It used to be really busy. ”

"But since Xiao Zhang took over, I haven't been busy for a long time!" Master Wang stared at the door of the office and said happily.

With a creak, the door opened, and a young and handsome face appeared in front of everyone.

"Teacher Wang!"

Zhang Yang greeted Wang Guosheng excitedly.

There is an old man in the family, if there is a treasure, and there is this old expert in charge, the professionalism of the activity is guaranteed, and it is already half the success.

The remaining half depends on whether we can produce some more big goods and make a name for themselves.

"When did the teacher arrive?"

"More than an hour ago." Wang Guosheng replied, his eyes staying on Zhang Yang's face.

"Zhang Yang, after you grow a beard, you look a lot older."

"Indeed, when I first met Director Zhang, I thought he was twenty-five or sixteen." Deputy Director Zou echoed.

"Haha, aren't you afraid that Deputy Director Zou will think that I have no hair on my mouth and can't handle things well?" Zhang Yang said half-jokingly.

The three of them chatted without a word, but they were actually waiting for dinner time.

At six o'clock, the hotel called and said that it had been arranged.

Zhang Yang immediately got up and prepared to go.

Just then, he saw a somewhat strange crutch in the doorway.

The crutches are brown in color, carved with vines, and in the middle of the crutches, a small silver-white metal ring is encased.

The crutches are not without adding metal, but generally at the tip to prevent abrasion.

This crutch is added in the middle, and it always feels like it is broken and used for splicing.

What's even more strange is that Zhang Yang faintly felt that this crutch was a little familiar.

Wang Guosheng noticed Zhang Yang's eyes and smiled:

"Xiao Zhang, what do you think of my crutch?"

"What kind of material is it? What era is it? ”

The tone of Master Wang's words was exactly the same as when he tested Zhang Yang with red-glazed porcelain.

But this time, Zhang Yang's reaction was completely different.

He frowned, as if thinking about something hard to understand.

Seeing that he didn't reply, Wang Guosheng was a little confused.

He is not the last big question in mathematics in the college entrance examination, so he doesn't need to think about it for so long.

"What's wrong? Is there anything wrong with this crutch? ”

"Teacher, has this golden silk nanmu crutch in the middle of the Ming Dynasty ever broken in the middle?" Zhang Yang asked.

"yes, that's why I connected the middle with a silver-plated metal ring."

"Did you buy it yourself, teacher?" Zhang Yang continued to ask.

"It was sent by an old friend of Yanjing." Wang Guosheng explained.

"That old friend of yours, don't you have a lot of these old things? Usually, does he always like to go out in the middle of the night? ”

"What do you mean?" Master Wang was a little confused.

"This cane is what I saw the tomb robbers turn out of the tomb." Zhang Yang said with an oath.

“？？？”

Master Wang and Deputy Curator Zou had several big question marks on their foreheads at the same time.

"Later, I'll find a slice of the live broadcast at that time and show it to you."

For the first time, Zhang Yang felt that the recording function of the live broadcast was so effective.

Three minutes later, all three people in the office sat silently on the sofa, forgetting that they were going to eat.

They were all watching the video of Zhang Yang when he was a tomb robber.

And Master Wang's crutch was placed on the coffee table in front of the three of them.

In the end, it was Wang Guosheng who broke the silence.

After all, he was the one who took the stolen goods.

"It seems that this crutch was indeed stolen from that tomb tomb by the wave of tomb robbers that Zhang Yang encountered."

"But even now, I still can't believe that some treasure connoisseurs are secretly dealing with tomb robbers behind their backs."

(End of chapter)