"When I was a child, I smashed my uncle's antique vase, and my dad came up and gave me a big bibag."

"Do you know how much a Bidou can hurt a seven-year-old?"

"And my four masters are different, he took me directly to his study, picked a vase of similar quality, and returned it to my uncle, I heard that it was Wanli's."

"Later, my relatives and friends welcomed me to their house to play......"

Listening to Chu Ziqiang talk about his childhood, Zhang Yang finally understood why the barrage could break his defense.

His idol may have been blackened, which really ruined his three views.

No wonder when the fake stall owner and the unscrupulous expert walked away just now, Xiao Chu asked Zhang Yang not to stop him.

Because now, the people they are waiting for in the gazebo are the real heavyweights, and they may even be the big bosses behind the scenes.

"Young Master Chu, what's wrong with you? Who provoked you again? ”

Chu Zhenmin held the teacup, walked slowly to Zhang Yang and the others, and said happily.

He was joined by two old men who looked like retired cadres.

Chu Ziqiang shook his head, and directly pointed to the imitation brother kiln porcelain that Zhang Yang had just bought on the desktop and said:

"The former director of the Cultural Relics Bureau, you should be able to see the authenticity of this thing, right?"

Chu Zhenmin and the two old men looked at it for a while, and they all thought it was an inferior imitation.

The value is around a hundred.

"Zhang Yang bought it at fifty."

"That's a leak." Chu Zhenmin smiled and nodded.

"But the people in your appraisal center said that it was true, worth 50,000 yuan, and they also issued a certificate."

When Chu Ziqiang emphasized the word "you", he said it to the two old men who had just arrived.

And the tone is terrible.

They are the family friends of the Chu family, and they are also the actual controllers of Pan Jiayuan's cultural and toy appraisal center.

Zhang Yang thought to himself: Xiao Chu is going crazy, so hard-hearted?

Don't the old people lose face?

Sure enough, Chu Zhenmin's face was a little unbearable, and he hurriedly asked Zhang Yang:

"Xiao Zhang, what's going on?"

"Actually, it was Mr. Tian from the appraisal center who gave certificates to the fakes on the fake stalls and sold them at a high price, so we ran into them."

Zhang Yang explained briefly.

He noticed that when he said "Teacher Tian", the expressions on the faces of the three old guys all changed to varying degrees.

Among them, the person with the biggest change in expression took the initiative to shake hands with Zhang Yang:

"I'm Qian Shiwen. Zhang Yang, yes, I know you are Master Wang's apprentice. ”

"Hello Mr. Qian."

When Zhang Yang heard that it was Master Wang's acquaintance, he hurriedly greeted him politely.

Qian Shiwen told Zhang Yang: "This Xiao Tian is Teacher Che's apprentice. ”

"Don't you know? You're all in the same house! ”

"Huh?"

It's you again, Che Lijun!

When he first heard Che Lijun say that he had studied wood carving appraisal with Wang Guosheng for half a year and counted half of his senior brother, Zhang Yang thought that this might be a thigh.

As a result, every time something goes wrong, there is him!

Could it be that he is the underground emperor of the antique circle?

"You are Master Wang's apprentice, and Xiao Tian is your junior."

Qian Shiwen wanted to throw the pot to Zhang Yang, and deliberately said:

"This matter, although we have the responsibility of lax supervision, but if we say it, we will lose the face of your master."

The face of the teacher?

Zhang Yang remembered the way "Father-in-law Tian" spoke in a tone, and there was a chill.

Then the portal must be cleared.

Otherwise, I will mix in the antique circle in the future and be stained by such a thing, how uncomfortable it is.

"In that case, things are much simpler."

Zhang Yang explained in the puzzled eyes of several people:

"Xiao Chu can do it, and I can do it."

"Before I entered Pan Jiayuan, I saw the prompt from the Market Supervision and Administration Bureau posted on the wall, they should be able to take care of the matter surnamed Tian."

"Maybe, I can help you find out the other moths inside."

"That's for the best."

"If we can catch the pest, we have to thank you!"

Qian Shiwen pretended to be happy and made a gesture of please.

That posture, like a big guy in the circle, pretending.

In his opinion, the flamboyant words are threatening.

But this young man from other places probably doesn't know that the Market Supervision and Administration Bureau also has their people!

How can a complete industrial chain be missing the most critical link.

Then, he heard an unexpected sentence:

"Hey, cops? I was in the Pan Jiayuan Antique Market and met a team that specializes in selling counterfeits. ”

"Can you help you contact someone from the Market Supervision and Administration Bureau?"

"How much have you been scammed? Not really, it's just a little money, but if you don't care, the deceived person will be gone. ”

"We are in the gazebo where we entered the north gate of Panjiayuan......"

Qian Shiwen and his partner were directly stunned.

What does that mean?

Everyone is in a circle, why can't you talk well?

After Zhang Yang finished calling, the surnamed Qian asked him impatiently:

"Zhang Yang, what do you mean by calling the police center directly?"

"I don't remember the phone number from the Administration for Market Regulation."

Zhang Yang smiled embarrassedly:

"A friend of mine who is a criminal police officer told me that at times like this, it's always right to call the police directly."

"Okay, they should send someone over soon."

"None of these people surnamed Tian can escape."

One, run! No! Fall!

Zhang Yang's words echoed in Qian Shiwen's ears.

His face was full of disbelief:

"! You don't think that Xiao Tian didn't honor Che Lijun and your teacher Wang Guosheng for the money he made, right? ”

"Everyone is making money, this is the unspoken rule of the antique circle."

"You're amazing, you're high."

"But you don't have to blow up the stove so that everyone doesn't have anything to eat, right?"

The more Qian Shiwen spoke, the more excited he became, the beard on his mouth trembled, and he didn't know whether he was angry or afraid.

Zhang Yang couldn't blink while laughing, and asked:

"So the matter surnamed Tian, you not only know, but also participated?"

"Then why didn't you say it earlier? Say it early! ”

"Also, what are you pretending to be in front of me?"

Zhang Yang was a little speechless, he thought that these people who had something to do with Xiao Chu were all positive characters.

And that's the result?

"Huh! Don't talk nonsense, I'm not involved. ”

Chu Zhenmin waved his hand in Chu Ziqiang's puzzled eyes.

"I didn't know they were doing this until I stepped back, but I couldn't do anything about it at that time."

"You're really not involved?" Chu Ziqiang asked.

"Stinky boy!" Chu Zhenmin gave Xiao Chu a brain meltdown: "Suspect that you are your own uncle?" ”

"So what now?" Zhang Yang was also puzzled.

He suddenly remembered that Wang Guosheng had taken a golden silk nanmu cane from the Niu family, and it was still from the tomb.

It can't really be a community of interests, right?

You must know that after Director Xiao Wang entered, Master Wang was now the legal person of the Hailin Museum.

In case he also enters, the museum ...... Maybe it's your own?

Zhang Yang shook his head, put his evil thoughts behind him, and looked at Chu Zhenmin.

Respect the former director of cultural relics, he seems to have something to say.

Sensing Zhang Yang's eyes, Chu Zhenmin arched his hand at him quite classically.

I don't know if it's "hard work" or "thank you".

In short, he walked up to the two old friends, patted them on the shoulder, and said earnestly:

"Do you remember the second of the eight points of attention?"

"Let me remind you, it's a fair deal."

Chu Zhenmin's words seemed to have a thousand powers, and they pressed the two old men down at once.

(End of chapter)