"I'm the real thing!" Wei Laosan was still stiff-mouthed.

At this time, the old village chief, who had been watching the play for a while, stood up and said:

"Okay, everyone can see that you're a fake, so don't pretend."

"Zhang, curator, right? Let's go to my house and talk about my real things! ”

"There's no need, I'll buy this bronze mirror, you can sell it, if you don't sell it, forget it."

"Let's go to the next one." Zhang Yang commanded.

He could give Wei Fuguang another chance.

If it's still only fakes, then go straight to the ancient temple and go home.

The cousin led the way in front, and behind Zhang Yang and his party, there were two more small tails - the old village chief and Wei Laosan.

One wants to add money, and the other wants to watch a play.

Those who want to add money follow behind, Zhang Yang can understand, but this Wei Laosan is following, what are you going to do?

Soon, the answer to this question emerged.

Because a bloated aunt, the baby pulled up from the cellar at home was a bronze chime.

Looking at the material, production time, aging methods, etc., and Wei Laosan's one, it is a batch of goods.

"Your boss doesn't know the surname Cheng, right? Cheng bites the Cheng of the gold. ”

Zhang Yang asked Wei Laosan and his aunt, and the answer was:

"Everything is ancestral."

"Okay, good, ancestral good!"

Zhang Yang knew that he couldn't ask anything from these two people, so he looked at Wei Fuguang's cousin:

"Cousin, did you buy your bronzes with them?"

My cousin didn't speak.

Wei Fuguang threatened to make him pay back the money, so he pried his mouth open.

I really bought it together.

Although Weijiagou is located in a remote area, it is actually famous in the surrounding area because of its long history.

More than 10 years ago, people had already come to the village to collect things.

In recent years, the number of people who come to receive goods has increased, and the prices offered are still high, and some people in the village have thought of "business classics".

These bronzes were bought from the Central Plains Province by some people with active brains in the village.

The target customer is naturally a person who goes to the countryside to receive goods.

Wei Laosan is a little smarter, not only selling bronzes, but also buying some porcelain online.

The old village chief is new to this business, so the things he buys are the most pompous.

"You wouldn't have bought it from Yanyunjian Village, would you?"

When Zhang Yang heard about the source of goods in Central Plains Province, he immediately thought of the world-famous "First Bronze Village".

In that village, one-third of the people are engaged in the production and sale of antique bronzes.

This ratio is similar to that of Weijiagou Village.

According to my cousin, one-third of the farmers in the village have bought fake antiques.

It's a bit of an antique version of the tower.

This kind of thing, Zhang Yang doesn't want to care, and he can't manage it.

It is estimated that the local police will not be able to control it.

Because of the bronzes they sold, so far, they have not received any bad reviews.

Even if some buyers find out that they have been fooled, it is estimated that they have consciously applied the rules of the antique circle and think that they have made an eye for themselves.

"Let's give the truth, is there anything real in the end?"

Now that the words have been discussed, Zhang Yang does not hide his goal:

"I'm here to collect the museum's collection."

"In terms of price, rest assured, it can definitely meet your requirements, and I can buy everything that is prohibited by the country."

"Really?" The old village chief asked.

Zhang Yang glanced at him and shook his head: "You can't add a penny." ”

"As long as it's an antique?" Wei Laosan suddenly spoke.

"Pretty much."

Zhang Yang thought of the stone mill in the courtyard of the old village chief, and added:

"But it still needs to be rare, and it's better to make it artificially."

"Absolutely rare, absolutely handmade, come with me!"

Wei Laosan replied very confidently, kicked away the fake bell in front of him, walked in front of Zhang Yang, and made a gesture of please.

……

Ten minutes later, the firewood room in the backyard of Wei Laosan's house.

Wei Fuguang looked at the "antique" in front of him and couldn't help but say:

"I'm blanching!"

Zhang Yang next to him was not much better, and his expression was very serious.

In a dilapidated firewood house, there are two large stone sculptures more than two meters high.

One wears an official hat and a robe, holding a wat board in both hands and placing it on his chest;

The other is dressed in armor and holds a long sword.

This is a text and a martial arts, two stone statues guarding the tomb!

"It's old stuff, isn't it?"

Wei Laosan patted the body of the stone statue with a smile on his face.

Zhang Yang nodded.

It is indeed two stone statues from the Southern Song Dynasty.

If it is only the specifications of this Wen Yiwu, the identity of the tomb owner should be above the second grade.

It is very likely that he is a child of the royal family.

"This is where you ...... from"

Zhang Yang just wanted to ask about the source of the thing, but was interrupted by Wei Fuguang's voice.

"Brother Yang, please, don't call the police."

"I feel that this thing is what you said at the entrance of the village, in that big tomb."

"If this is called to the police, the archaeological team will come, maybe they will dig up the ancestral grave."

"The ancestral tomb of the Wei family, what does it have to do with your Wei family?" Zhang Yang asked rhetorically.

"Who knows whose family it was dug up?" Wei Fuguang said with a sad face: "This is an ancestral tomb of Schrödinger. ”

"Before digging it out, there was no way to determine who was inside, but in case it was mine, I would be beaten to death by the old man."

Even if it is a heartless nightclub prince, when his ancestral tomb is threatened, the protection mechanism will be triggered.

Now it's Zhang Yang's turn to make trouble.

"Wei Laosan, tell me first, where did these two stone statues come back?"

"It's in the back mountain, it's been in my house for many years, ancestral treasure."

When Wei Laosan spoke, he glanced at the old village chief.

found that the other party had signs of opening, and decisively pulled him into the water:

"The old village chief's father, he moved a unicorn back at that time."

"It was sold to people who came to the village to collect cultural relics several years ago."

Kirin?

Zhang Yang thought about it for a while, and what he said should be 獬豸 (xiè zhì), and now the specifications of the cemetery are much higher.

Interesting, in this poor and remote place, is there a prince of the Southern Song Dynasty?

Seeing the smiling expression on Zhang Yang's face, Wei Fuguang said in his heart:

It's bad, Brother Yang's heart is moved!

He hurriedly spoke to stop Wei Laosan's stupid behavior:

"If you dare to say more, I'll find someone to get your tongue out tomorrow."

Is it so ruthless?

Zhang Yang raised his eyes and glanced at Wei Fuguang, sure enough, the richer he was, the deeper his obsession with the ancestral tomb.

"Well, I'll find a way."

"Contact the archaeological team, survey your tomb, if it is not stolen, help you determine the location, you will offer some incense and protect it."

"And what if it's already been stolen?" Wei Fuguang asked.

"I'll let them plug the hole for you."

"Damn, thank you, brother!"

Wei Fuguang was about to kneel down and thank him, but Zhang Yang hurriedly helped him up.

It's not interesting to kneel, it's better to owe favors first.

Next, of course, I asked Cheng Erye if they had a schedule.

I don't know how the quicksand tomb is being explored......

Zhang Yang called to ask.

deliberately opened it and let it be listened to by Wei Fuguang, so that this kid could rest assured.

"Hello? Mao Tugong, how are you doing over there? ”

There was a noisy voice on the other end of the phone, and Mao Seventeen replied a little like a shout:

"I'm still digging, the excavator is in place today, and I've been digging all morning."

"Wait a minute, it looks like it's shipped......"

"Dig out a skull and leg bones, Brother Yang, do you want to take a look?"

Mao Seventeen's words echoed in the hall of Wei Laosan's family.

Except for Zhang Yang, everyone else present grew their mouths in surprise.

It's really ...... Archaeological team?

Thanks to the 100 coin reward of Qiaobian Yi and Xin Xun! The National Day will be more explosive and make up for what you owe in the past few days.

(End of chapter)