Baoyou is worthy of being a billionaire and very emotional, and even the female secretary who helps move things wears a cheongsam.

However, the things they brought were more attractive than the cheongsam.

With a "snap", a colorful wooden coffin fell on the table.

The wooden coffin is about half a meter long, and the head is carved with an eagle's head.

The main body is painted with colorful ornaments, which is very exotic.

In the middle and lower part of the coffin, where the human leg is partly located, there are also some mysterious texts.

"Good fellow, got all the mummies?"

Zhang Yang sat upright, looking surprised, this kind of thing is rare to see once in China.

He asked Baoyou curiously: "Is the thing in the coffin still there?" ”

"It's gone, and it's empty when I bought it."

[What does anchor mean?] I want to stock mummy powder, right?】

[It's too hard to see the whole mummy because Europeans are too edible]

[Why is this coffin so small]

[It doesn't feel like the kind that the pharaoh lived]

The barrage reminded Zhang Yang that the half-meter-long coffin is indeed a bit too small.

In ancient Egypt, there were no hobbits or yodelers?

Glancing at the item information again, Zhang Yang immediately realized that he was a layman.

The eagle-headed human body, in ancient Egyptian culture, is obviously Horus, the patron god of the pharaohs in ancient Egyptian mythology.

Therefore, this wooden coffin is not used to hold mummies, but has a high probability that it is a ritual vessel for sacrifice.

"Baoyou, did you buy it according to the box containing the mummy?" Zhang Yang asked.

In the traditional Chinese culture, ritual utensils are definitely more precious than practical utensils.

But ancient Egyptian culture was the opposite.

The box that is really used to hold the mummy is much more expensive than the "ritual vessel" in the lens.

Zhang Yang has seen the head of a wooden coffin box, which has been auctioned for a high price of more than 200,000 yuan.

"Yes, the man who sold me told me that it contained an Egyptian prince who died young, but was eaten by the Europeans."

"So it's the rest of the lunch box, right?"

Zhang Yang couldn't help but shake his head.

Nowadays, people who sell antiques make up stories that are really a set.

The Egyptians and the British were estimated to be shocked for half a minute after hearing this.

"This is the third century B.C., ancient Egypt, the antiquities of the Ptolemaic dynasty."

Zhang Yang told Baoyou the appraisal results:

"There shouldn't be a prince in it, what exactly is it, I guess I'll have to ask the person who sold you."

"Teacher, wait a minute, I'll check."

Bao Youchong muttered a few words to the secretary next to him, and quickly got a reply.

"Teacher, can you help me analyze what's inside?"

"The person who sold me this thing is already gah."

"Huh? Karma? Is it so sudden? ”

"Yes, I heard that he wanted to enter the pyramid and bring some goods out, but he ended up eating a shuttle of peanuts."

[, real punishment]

[People are playing with antiques with their lives]

[It's a bit outrageous, I feel like this boss has been deceived]

[I'm in Egypt, I've never heard of such a thing]

Zhang Yang also felt that the story of Baoyou was a bit fake.

And the coffin was empty, and he couldn't see anything.

"I have a solution, you can try."

Zhang Yang gave a suggestion to Baoyou:

"You go to a big auction house like Christie's or Sotheby's, ask for a sale, and they can contact an expert in Egypt for you to confirm."

"When the results come out, you can just get the things back, or just let them auction them off for you."

Baoyou repeated Zhang Yang's method to the secretary next to him.

Kind of accepted this suggestion.

But this time, not only did he not brush the gift, but also "took revenge".

Without warning, a piece of pottery was brought out.

"Teacher, can this be broadcast?!"

"! You old six......" Zhang Yang said through gritted teeth.

When Baoyou asked him if he could stand it just now, Zhang Yang suspected that Baoyou had something against the sky waiting for him.

Sure enough, the mummy box is just an appetizer, and this one is the heavyweight.

(It's hard to describe, look at the pictures in this chapter)

[What is it?] It's all mosaic]

[I hate mosaics, can you pay to get the code]

[This is a fart, we can't see it]

"No, when you see a thing, it's all mosaics, can't you imagine it?"

Zhang Yang had no choice but to take a screenshot and post it in the fan group.

That's it, and there is a risk that the group will be blocked.

The treasure friend on the other side of the video didn't know that the picture in the live broadcast room was delayed, and asked Zhang Yang why the mosaic was displayed.

"Don't worry about whether it is displayed or not, this thing is pottery from Eastern Greece around 500 BC."

"With such a small size, it should be used to store sesame oil." Zhang Yang hurriedly finished the identification.

"Sesame oil?" Baoyou asked rhetorically: "Is it the kind used in the kitchen?" ”

"You're so stupid, you store divine oil, divine oil, you finally understand, right?"

……

Due to Baoyou's very "dangerous" collection, Zhang Yang had to stop connecting with him.

After all, the technology of delayed streaming and coding is not so reliable, in case it flows out without a horse, even if it is only for a second, there will be no flamboyant live broadcast room.

Looking at the time, it's time to go down.

"Brothers, we'll see you tomorrow."

After the broadcast, Zhang Yang picked up his mobile phone and habitually looked at his comic account.

The main thing is to see if you have received a report or complaint or something.

As for background messages, 99+ daily.

However, most of them sent him antique pictures, hoping that he would help identify them.

I also sent him intimate photos and asked him if he wanted them.

Seeing this kind of private message, Zhang Yang will generally reply:

"Nantong roll!"

Today, the content of a third type of private message appears:

"Master Zhang, is there any way to report a group of tomb robbers without revealing personal information?"

The person who sent the private message was an anonymous account, but it's clear who is behind it.

Zhang Yang directly inquired about the microphone record and found the friend of the microphone - [Youla you are awesome].

Who is Yola?

Zhang Yang has never heard of it.

However, this did not prevent him from communicating with Baoyou.

Straight to the point:

"Haven't your police come to look for you yet?"

Half an hour has passed since the identification just now, and if you haven't come to the door yet, the efficiency is a bit low.

The other party replied to Zhang Yang: "I didn't call the police." ”

"And you're going to turn yourself in now?"

"I'm hesitating...... Although I got a little less in my hands, they did give me a little bit of it. ”

Bao Youyou seems to have deceived himself in, not to mention the person who let the wind go, even if the tomb was robbed by passers-by, and the hush money given was more than these rags.

Single-knife straight in:

"Take advantage of the fact that your case value is low now, turn yourself in, and you don't have to sit in prison."

"Otherwise......"

Before Zhang Yang's second sentence was finished, the other party immediately replied:

"Is there really no need to go to jail?"

"If you rob five tombs, as long as the case value is low, you don't have to go to jail?"

How much? Five tombs?

This kind of question, Zhang Yang really can't answer.

It should be impossible to escape, unless there is a major meritorious service?

On the premise that Baoyou trusts himself so much, he thought of a way for the other party:

"You are calling the police now, saying that you have participated in tomb robbery and have stolen goods in your hands."

"Then you invite the thieves you have traded with to your home and let the police catch them all, so that you may be able to give you a great credit."

Thanks to TJ, I'm going to stab you for a 2,000 coin tip! Cow's, treasure friend!

(End of chapter)