Chapter 179: Pan Jiayuan's Rules
"Boss, you're going to Yanjing?"
When they went to work the next day, the studio trio heard that Zhang Yang was going to Yanjing for a week's business.
The three of them secretly looked at each other in front of the public, as if they had something to say.
"Okay, I know what you're thinking."
Zhang Yang pursed his lips and pierced their careful thoughts.
"Yes, we have a holiday."
"Starting tomorrow and going until the 4th of next month, we will have a holiday."
"You guys have a good rest, and when I come back, we have a few big jobs in a row, and it is estimated that we will be very busy."
The big work in Zhang Yang's mouth includes the second season of the "Hailin Light Treasure Appreciation Auction" activity, the second phase of the loan exhibition of the Yangcheng Museum, and the entrance ceremony of the two bronze swords.
Especially the last thing, the bronze sword entrance ceremony, must be done in a big way, and the live broadcast is indispensable.
The name of the ceremony, Zhang Yang has already thought of it, it is called "The Sword Comes from the Western Zhou".
"Boss, do you say that there is a possibility, if you go to Yanjing, you also need to start a live broadcast."
"So you need one, a little bit of a director for everything."
Xu Jie tilted his head and asked, and Sister Gao's train of thought immediately opened:
"Applejack is so right, just that Pan Jiayuan, boss, you can't help but go over."
"To tell you the truth, I will disguise myself, and I can make the boss change your face, so that there will be no risk in sweeping the entire antique market."
"Then hurry up and arrange it for Xu Jie, don't you say that the blind date you introduced last time complained about his old age?" Zhang Yang couldn't help but smile.
He knew that these two actually wanted to travel at public expense.
Coincidentally, so is Zhang Yang.
This time to the north, all the expenses will be paid by Chu Gongzi, the captain of the archaeological team.
Xiao Chu booked all the hotels and restaurants.
Cheng Lao Er carried the five million pocket money given by his daughter, but he couldn't rob him.
Zhang Yang told the employees the news with a regretful face:
"Don't be discouraged, remember to check in to my live broadcast room every day to increase the heat."
"What happens if you don't fight?" Xu Jie asked.
"Then the next time we travel at public expense, you will be in charge of taking care of the house." Zhang Yang smiled and encouraged.
……
A day later, Yanjing.
Zhang Yang finally met the elders + backers behind Chu Ziqiang.
The former deputy director of the State Administration of Cultural Heritage, Chu Zhenmin, 60 years old, has just retired from his original position.
He is Chu Ziqiang's fourth master.
As for Chu Ziqiang's grandfather, he is an old expert, the kind who goes to Beidaihe every summer for summer vacation, and maybe he has to attend some meetings.
With this background, Zhang Yang instantly understood why Xiao Chu said that he wanted to make a compilation as soon as he opened his mouth.
It's a small thing for them.
The review meeting of the experts of the State Administration of Cultural Heritage is scheduled for the next day.
Zhang Yang originally wanted to go back to the hotel to review his notes, but Chu Zhenmin didn't plan to let him go back to the pre-exam assault.
"Xiao Zhang, the expert team that will be reviewed tomorrow mainly depends on your theoretical level."
"But if you want to be the mainstay of an archaeological team, the ability to actually embody is the most important."
"It just so happens that I'm free today, and it's your first time coming to Yanjing, let's go to Pan Jiayuan together, how about it?"
"How embarrassing is this......"
Accept it politely.
On the way there, Chu Zhenmin asked Xiao Chu to popularize a few rules of Pan Jiayuan to Zhang Yang.
First: you can't smash the field, if you see a fake, you can only say that you can't see it accurately;
Second: Don't buy and don't make a counteroffer, once the store agrees to your counteroffer, you must buy;
Third: whether it is an eye or a leak, it cannot be returned;
Fourth: Don't inquire about the origin of things:
Third: whether it is an eye or a leak, it cannot be returned;
Fourth: Don't inquire about the origin of things:
……
Ninth: You can't "hand to hand" when looking at things, lest things fall on the ground, and it is not clear whose responsibility it is;
There are a total of nine rules, and after listening to it, Zhang Yang already has the picture of visiting the "ghost market" in the movie in his mind.
To sum it up, it's just two words: "don't buy".
If there is really a big leak to pick up, tell Xiao Chu a psychological reserve price, and simply let him talk about it.
The three of them soon arrived at the "Pan Jiayuan Thrift Market".
When he arrived at the gate of the market, Chu Zhenmin came to play.
He touched his beard, smiled and said to Zhang Yang and Xiao Chu:
"I'm going to see an old friend, and we'll meet here in two hours."
"Let's see if you can bring something real."
After Lao Chu left, Zhang Yang patted Xiao Chu's shoulder and sighed.
Chu Ziqiang knew what he meant, and his expression was a little embarrassed:
"Brother, there's no way, as soon as they heard that you were a treasure hunter, they all said, 'Live treasure appreciation is a lie', and they didn't give it a chance at all."
"I'm soft-spoken, and my mouth is worn out, so the four masters agreed to take you around."
"yes, I understand." Zhang Yang responded, noncommittal.
"Why don't we pick up some leaks?" Chu Ziqiang blinked and asked.
"I heard that Master Ma used to be here, and with 208 pieces, he picked up the Yongzheng official kiln pastel worth more than 6 million."
When Zhang Yang heard this, he took out his mobile phone first and showed Chu Ziqiang the time.
"Before you even started, you poured me the old chicken soup from decades ago, right?"
"It's 2023, wake up, the leaks have been picked up."
The two were still at the gate of the market, and they didn't go in to shop, so Zhang Yang didn't have many scruples when he said this.
But that's it, I was still "arrested".
"Just because you can't pick up a leak doesn't mean there isn't."
A somewhat sharp, mean male voice came from behind:
"Today's young people are really impetuous, how to play and understand antique collection!"
Zhang Yang turned around in response, and it was a short and thin old man who spoke.
Behind the other party, followed by a sunset red tour group, the members are all old men and old women, wearing red hats printed with the logo of the tour group.
Pan Jiayuan is famous and is one of the famous attractions in Yanjing.
Since it is a scenic spot, it is also very reasonable.
But like the old man of the tour guide, the practice of directly pulling a cart of "leeks" to deliver money is still a bit too rude.
Chu Ziqiang had never seen such a battle, he looked at the steady stream of buses on the road, and quickly pulled Zhang Yang's arm:
"Let's go, wait for the Little Red Riding Hoods to come in, and there won't even be a place to put their feet."
Zhang Yang thought about it, this is the case.
When he was in Yangcheng Tianguang Market, he experienced the taste of being sandwiched between two old men, which was quite awkward.
The two hurried to the thrift market.
First visit the stall area of "dragon and snake mix".
The roadside stalls are one by one, and at the beginning, most of them were played with bracelets and other texts.
These things are cheap, and those who come to travel like to buy them as souvenirs.
Zhang Yang looked at a few stalls curiously, the most conscientious merchants, people are taking Yue Huang and pretending to be Hai Huang.
As for the bad ones, they are simply ordinary solid wood beads with a layer of paint.
It may have been that the two of them walked a little slowly, but one of the men in the tour group quickly overtook them and stopped in front of a stall full of carved wooden Buddha statues.
"Uncle seems to be here for this stall!" Chu Ziqiang muttered quietly.
Zhang Yang nodded and stopped, as if there was a drama to watch.
(End of chapter)