"Put down the Luoyang shovel and turn back to the shore."

This is Zhang Yang's last piece of advice to this treasure friend who specializes in picking up rags.

As for the gang of tomb robbers behind him, "dug up five ancient tombs", such a confession is enough to attract the attention of the police, and there is no need to worry about it anymore.

"Master Zhang, you won't be in the same league as the police, will you?" Before deciding to turn himself in, Baoyou asked one last question.

"How is it possible, the two of us are together." Zhang Yang replied by typing, and at the same time connected Captain Liu's phone.

"Hello?"

"Long time no see, Zhang Yang." Captain Liu is still so enthusiastic.

"When will you come over and take the new pennant?"

"What's the credit this time?" Zhang Yang asked suspiciously.

Sometimes doing too much is also a kind of annoyance.

Because it's only when it blossoms and bears fruit that you react, oh, it turns out that I sowed seeds there.

"I don't know, it's just a pennant." Captain Liu glanced at the flag in his hand twice: "It should be to praise you for your courage and bravery, the courier sent by Yanjing."

"Yanjing? Then I understand......"

Zhang Yang knew what was going on.

There is a high probability that it is the credit of defeating Pan Jiayuan's cultural and toy appraisal center.

Although he was not the first merit in that wave, there were enough people who sent it in, and when it came to his head, a pennant was indeed not too much.

More important than the pennant is the official recognition behind it, which is an important bargaining chip for Zhang Yang on the road to the growth of "certified experts of the Cultural Relics Bureau".

On the day when he was honored, there were some seats...... Ahem...... Feng Shui takes turns, right?

"By the way, Team Liu, how is the progress of our museum's affairs?" Zhang Yang took the opportunity to inquire.

"Just wait, this case is a bit tricky."

Captain Liu on the other end of the phone briefly synchronized the progress of the case with Zhang Yang, and it was about 45% progressive, which was still too early to solve the case.

The main reason is that Librarian He's cousin who is on the run has not been caught.

"But I'm going to go to the countryside with Lao He to receive the goods recently, does it have any impact?" Zhang Yang is concerned about this matter.

"If you don't go abroad, you'll be fine."

Zhang Yang guessed that when Captain Liu said "going abroad", he actually meant "absconding".

Who let Librarian He's cousin be a tomb robber with a bright card and send him stolen goods!

If the cousin is not arrested for a day, Librarian He will not be able to clear the suspicion for a day.

Of course, this suspicion seems to be limited at present, especially with the blessing of the flamboyant expert aura.

Since it's okay if you don't go abroad, Zhang Yang won't delay his efforts.

Early the next morning, he and Librarian He embarked on the road to the countryside to receive the goods.

There were also two people accompanying him, Wei Fuguang, who was responsible for leading the way, and the little brother he brought who was responsible for driving.

As soon as the car started, Wei Fuguang, who was sitting in the co-pilot, couldn't wait to turn his head and ask Zhang Yang:

"Brother Yang, this time, why did you go to the countryside to receive the goods in person?"

"Huh? Didn't you say that the place you went to was out of the place, and there was no 4G signal? ”

Zhang Yang looked at this little prince of the nightclub near the sea, why didn't he look very smart.

"Oh, I forgot, I forgot."

Wei Fuguang smiled a little awkwardly.

He just woke up from a hangover, and finally remembered that the place he was going to today was Weijiagou Village under Sanchuan City, where his hometown was located.

"Brother, I don't lie to you, there is only a 2G signal there, and there is no video at all."

"I didn't say I didn't believe it......"

The location of Weijiagou Village on the map, Zhang Yang has seen it in advance.

Surrounded by mountains, dozens of families in the village live near the valley, and the only access to the outside is a cement road that was built just a few years ago.

If you can still receive real antiques in the countryside now, it really has to be a somewhat closed mountain village like Weijiagou.

But what really moved Zhang Yang was a "ancestral" treasure of his family displayed by Wei Fuguang.

Clay sculpture painted land statue of the Yuan Dynasty.

It is said that Wei Fuguang's father, when he was a child, stole it from the temple in the village.

According to him, Wei Fuguang's father had seen a lot of such things back then, and they were secretly divided by the people in the village.

"They must have been hiding, just like our family......"

"Brother Yang, don't worry, I have 500,000 in the trunk, and I will definitely return with a full load this time......"

"When we get back, we'll have an auction too......"

Along the way, Wei Fuguang kept talking.

Fortunately, there was a librarian who spoke with him, otherwise he would have been annoyed to death.

Three hours later, we finally arrived at our destination.

Before entering the village, the car was forced to stop by two buffaloes.

Wei Fuguang excitedly pointed to the head of the buffalo and said:

"I remember, in the village, someone has a horn made of cow horns, and that is an antique, right?"

"Brother Yang?"

"It's an antique." Zhang Yang nodded a little dazedly.

His attention was entirely focused on the terrain around Weijiagou Village.

[The branches split the veins vertically and horizontally, and the qi and blood hooks live in the water. The big is the imperial state of the capital, and the small is the prince of the county]

This terrain is clearly a treasure of feng shui.

It is completely qualified to be used as a burial ground for ancient princes.

It can even be said that it is strange that there is no big tomb in this place.

"Awei, is there an ancestral tomb of the Wei family in this Wei family village?"

"Huh? What do you mean? ”

Wei Fuguang looked in the direction of Zhang Yang's gaze, and was shocked:

"Brother Yang, don't do it, you can't dig even if you have a big tomb."

"Otherwise, if I go back, my dad won't do it, and my grandfather will have to beat me to death."

"What if someone else steals it?" Zhang Yang Soul Torture asked.

"That'...... Let's wait until we find the thief hole. ”

Wei Fuguang shook his head in fear, quickly got out of the car, and said hello to the villagers not far from the entrance of the village.

Then call someone to find someone.

Soon, Awei's distant cousin came over and led Zhang Yang and his party into the village.

It is said to be a village, but in fact, each family lives very scattered, only on the cement road into the village, there are a few neat buildings.

"If there are no good things in this newly built house, you have to find an earthen house." My cousin introduced.

"Okay, third uncle, you lead the way, let's go to the old village chief's house first."

Before Wei Fuguang came, he had already planned the route, and his cousin was just a tool man.

……

Five minutes later, Zhang Yang and his party were already standing in the courtyard enclosed by the earthen wall.

The old village chief went into the house to get the old things of the house.

The rules of receiving goods in the countryside: you can't follow into someone's house, you can only wait in the yard.

While waiting for someone, Zhang Yang looked at the house of the old village chief's family.

The typical mud-walled houses in the Jiangnan area are not long, and they are only sixty or seventy years old.

There is a large stone mill in the courtyard, which turned out to be an old object in the late Qing Dynasty.

There are also several clay pots in the corner, which are available in the late Qing Dynasty and modern times.

For hundreds of dollars, Zhang Yang didn't take a closer look.

The most valuable thing in the yard should be the ginkgo tree, which is more than thirty years old.

Put it in the seedling market, it is also a good product for tens of thousands of yuan.

In general, the furnishings in the yard of the old village chief are still worth looking forward to, what ancestral treasures will he take.

There was a creak, and the wooden door opened.

The old village chief held a bronze tripod larger than a soup bowl and walked out with difficulty.

National treasure? Help?!

(End of chapter)