"Teacher, the expert you are talking about should not be surnamed Zhang, right?" Zhang Yang said half-jokingly.

"Although I know quite a few tomb robbers, I deal with them mainly to satisfy their desire to go to prison."

was ridiculed by him like this, and Wang Guosheng, who had a serious expression, was also happy.

He smiled and said, "Hahaha, Xiao Zhang, you are still far from an expert." ”

"I'm talking about the big boss of Yanjing Shengbao Pavilion, Niu Renai."

"That's what he gave me."

Wang Guosheng wanted to pick up the crutches on the coffee table, but after hesitating, his hand was retracted.

Having been in the antiques business for decades, he certainly knew that some of his friends' things came from the wrong place.

But Cha Lai Lu was an officer asked by the police, and Wang Guosheng always insisted on protecting himself.

Therefore, the newly unearthed golden silk nanmu crutch in front of him, for him, is like a virtual bamboo that has been eating fasting and reciting Buddha for more than 80 years, sleeping until midnight, and suddenly feeling that there is a passionate beauty around him.

It was too late, and he was already outstretched.

What's more, there was a twenty-year-old Zhang Yang next to him.

So hesitating to the end, Wang Guosheng pushed the crutches in front of Zhang Yang.

"Xiao Zhang, you can hand over this trouble directly to the police station."

"No problem."

Zhang Yang took the matter down, which meant that he was going to take the pennant again.

Deputy Curator Zou in the system is not interested in this crutch at all, he is more concerned about the cow benevolence that Master Wang said.

"Elder Wang, Niu Renai's son, is his name Niu Weichang, the turtle doctor of the Cultural Relics Appraisal Committee?"

"Yes." Wang Guosheng nodded: "It's him, squeezing Ling down." ”

The way this story unfolded, Zhang Yang almost didn't react.

Master Wang is not an old man, and he broke Deputy Director Zou's defense in one fell swoop.

Looking at the unconcealed indignation on the face of the middle-aged man, this matter should not be groundless.

Niu Weichang should have been in Deputy Director Zou's small notebook a long time ago.

And now, a big trick has fallen in front of him - the enemy's own father, who has something to do with the tomb robbers, and is also a stolen goods at the very least.

Deputy Director Zou directly incarnated as a detective and began to analyze the "case":

"Elder Wang, you just said that this stolen goods were given to you by Niu Renai. Was anyone else present at the time of the presentation? ”

"Yes." Master Wang thought about it for a moment: "The Che Lijun is present. ”

"And the one who brought back a lot of African ivory, what is Wu Xingfei."

"It's all acquaintances!" Zhang Yang interjected.

"Hahaha, Xiao Zhang, you will know in the future, this circle is indeed not big." Master Wang said with a smile.

In fact, it's not big, it's pitifully small.

According to the information found by Zhang Yang on the Internet, this Niu Renai's ancestral home is at the junction of Linhai and Wanshan cities.

It's half a fellow.

In Master Wang's words, this is because a few decades ago, when everything was in ruins, rich people crowded into Yanjing, and all kinds of antiques also poured into Yanjing, and the antique circle suddenly prospered.

These collectors from the Jianghuai region, of course, have to huddle together to keep warm.

Later, the northern faction entered for tomb robbery, and the southern faction was arrested a lot for selling cultural relics, and the team of Master Wang and others grew stronger day by day.

No, even a future star like Zhang Yang has joined the gang.

Master Wang and Deputy Director Zou, you and I say a word, Zhang Yang is like listening to a story.

In short, at the end of the story, the Niu family got into a big trouble.

……

In the evening, Deputy Director Zou left after eating, Wang Guosheng suddenly beckoned Zhang Yang to sit next to him, and said mysteriously:

"Xiao Zhang, have you ever heard of the Cultural Relics Appraisal Committee?"

"Yes, I've dealt with them."

Zhang Yang nodded, he immediately remembered Du Shiming, the old expert who always wanted to trick people intentionally or unintentionally.

"Are you interested in being one of them?"

"Nope."

Zhang Yang's answer was fast and accurate.

Wang Guosheng was a little caught off guard by his decisiveness, took a deep breath, and asked him again:

"Can you tell us your reasoning?"

"Because their level is a bit low, and they only identify the things of the police and customs, which is really boring."

It's crazy, but Master Wang thinks it's very reasonable.

He thought about it and persuaded Zhang Yang:

"Provincial ...... It's true that there aren't many experts, but you have to go step by step, and you have enough qualifications before you can finally enter the national appraisal committee. ”

"Think about it, in the future, while you enjoy the state allowance, you will not only be able to see all kinds of rare treasures, but also get everyone's recognition of you......"

Master Wang's words were sincere, and he really regarded Zhang Yang as a junior.

Feeling the old man's hard work, Zhang Yang was really embarrassed to refuse, so he could only agree first, and go to Du Shiming to have a look after a while.

If Du Da expert doesn't give face and resolutely disagrees with him to join, then there is no way.

In the next few days, the museum was filled with Master Wang, and Zhang Yang returned to his familiar rhythm of life.

Until one night.

Zhang Yang came out of the Hailin Museum and was getting out of the elevator, ready to go to the underground garage to get the car.

Suddenly, I saw from a distance that there seemed to be a clump of grass growing in the trunk of his car.

It's green and lush.

Of course, it is impossible to grow grass on the car, especially this BMW that has just been bought.

"Who, dyed his hair green, and learned to hide and seek?"

Zhang Yang stood at the elevator door, in the center of the monitor's field of vision, and shouted at the bush of grass.

The person who was hiding stood up and waved his hand at Zhang Yang in embarrassment.

"Master Zhang, I, Wei Ping'an!"

"I'll go, Brother Ping'an?"

Zhang Yang remembered that this thing did say that he was coming to Linhai.

If you have the heart, you can search carefully on the Internet and find the Helin Museum.

The question is, why is he here?

"I'm here for you to help!" Brother Ping'an said with a sad face: "Master Zhang, no, now you are my father-in-law!" ”

"Don't, Feng Xian, you have a fart to let go."

Seeing that Wei Ping'an was still in the mood to tell jokes, Zhang Yang relaxed a lot.

But when he saw the other party and dragged a bulging black travel bag from the back of the car, the string in his heart suddenly tightened again.

"Father-in-law, if you come a little later, I'll put these things in your trunk."

Brother Ping An said, pulled the bag open, and turned on the light with his mobile phone.

Zhang Yang only glanced at it, and subconsciously took two steps back.

He lowered his voice and asked, "Aren't you selling graves?" How did you go to dig a grave? ”

"Now this line of work is so powerful, you want to destroy the business of your competitors?"

In that travel bag, on the top, there are a few earthy yellow clay pots, which look like old things with a lot of soil.

At the bottom, there are strings of copper coins, just dug out and still glued together.

"I don't know!" Brother Ping'an grabbed his hair with a bitter look on his face.

"I asked a few brothers to help dig the cemetery, and tonight I went to deliver food to them, only to find that all the people were gone, and even the tools were taken away."

"I was told when I called and asked that it was shipped."

"Dig me a bag of treasures and put them under the tarpaulin in the cemetery."

"I opened it and saw that this is a shipment, this is my life!"

(End of chapter)