"Yes, yes, yes." Xiao Chu stood up suddenly, startling the unknown people next to him.

"You talk, I'll go and make a phone call first."

"This, this, this ......"

Director Rao was stuck and swallowed his saliva, in fact, he didn't know what to say at all, but he just wanted to say something, and his excitement was overflowing.

"Don't get excited, this will also be your long-term meal ticket." Zhang Yang walked over and patted Director Rao on the shoulder.

The golden mask in the video is full of gold in every sense.

The mask is made of natural doghead gold, with a purity of more than 20K (83%), which is purer than the gold jewelry seen in daily life.

In addition to the material, the shape of the golden mask itself is very interesting, whether it is Sanxingdui's or Tutankhamun's, as long as it is a golden mask, there is no low popularity.

But the most important thing is that there are ornaments on it that Zhang Yang has never seen before.

The general mask decoration can always find the source on the bronze, but the things of the ancestors of the servants are too special, their culture is almost more than a thousand years later than the orthodoxy of China, and it was not until the Ming Dynasty that it entered the Iron Age, and the ornamentation on it has nothing to do with the bronze.

It's all its own specialty.

Zhang Yang even saw a pattern of a suspected rooster and a goat on it.

Tattooing this animal on the face is very much in line with most people's stereotypes of Shaomin.

"Do you want to continue?" The explorer on the other end of the video asked.

"No need." Zhang Yang looked at Director Rao, "Can you send someone to protect this place first?" ”

"No problem!" Director Rao nodded violently.

He lined up his chest and promised that Zhang Yang would put a hundred hearts, as if he was giving a military order.

He had already eaten all the cakes that Zhang Yang had painted just now, and there was no bite left.

"Okay." Zhang Yang responded with a smile.

It just so happened that Xiao Chu came back after making a phone call at this time, and Zhang Yang hurriedly grabbed him.

"How? What did your second uncle say? ”

"Brother Yang, don't worry, my second uncle wants to see if there is really a golden mask." Xiao Chu hurriedly pointed his phone at the tablet in Zhang Yang's hand.

"Old Chu, can you see clearly?" Chu Ziqiang couldn't suppress the excitement in his tone.

Lao Chu's voice came from the phone: "Move to the left...... Okay, I'll take a look......"

Lao Chu inked for a while: "Is Zhang Yang there?" I asked him. ”

"Yes, yes." Xiao Chu hurriedly handed over the phone to Zhang Yang, "Brother Yang, it's up to you." ”

"Give it to me, give it to me, what can you rely on." Zhang Yang took the phone speechlessly, and Lao Chu on the other end of the video sat on a chair with a fixed brace around his neck, which was a bit funny to be honest.

But in Lao Chu's eyes, there was a firmness that Zhang Yang had never seen.

Hiss ~ resolute eyes!

Zhang Yang knew that Lao Chu's state was very formal.

"Zhang Yang, are you sure?"

"Absolutely."

"Don't we want this credit ourselves? We can use this golden mask as a stepping stone to cook raw rice and form a more comprehensive archaeological team. Lao Chu asked again.

"There's no need for that." Zhang Yang replied without thinking.

"Why?" Lao Chu was a little bit of a delicacy to get to the bottom of it, and he reminded Zhang Yang, "Cheng Zongwen and Mao Shibai are still interns, and this is also an opportunity to become regulars." ”

Zhang Yang seriously thought about Lao Chu's suggestion, and finally shook his head.

"It's impossible for the two of them to turn positive, Director Chu, don't fool me, if the two tomb robbers help find the tomb, the gold content of our state-owned archaeological team is too low."

"Hehe, you're sober." Lao Chu craned his neck and smiled appreciatively.

"I thought you were already floating, can you say such a thing as a permanent meal ticket casually? With us, there is no such thing as "permanent". ”

"Young man, no matter what the situation, be calm, remember?"

"Uh-huh, I remember." Zhang Yang nodded.

This is the old-timer imparting experience, and Zhang Yang is too excited to see the golden mask, and what he says is somewhat frivolous.

Fortunately, Lao Chu is very calm.

Is it because I have my head raised so that I can think more from a high vantage point?

Zhang Yang stretched his neck unconsciously, and asked with concern: "Old Chu, what's wrong with your neck?" ”

"Hmm...... Accident, pure accident. ”

"He had a beard a few days ago, and he was so excited that he fell off the chair, hit his neck on the mahjong table leg, and twisted." Xiao Chu ruthlessly debunked.

"Huh?" Zhang Yang looked at Lao Chu in shock.

An old man in his sixties played mahjong and broke his beard, but his neck was twisted, who would believe it.

Lao Chu touched the protective gear around his neck with some embarrassment, and explained curtly: "What I said just now also has the meaning of encouragement. ”

"Encouragement, encouragement, you know?"

"Yes, of course I do." Zhang Yang took the initiative to help divert the topic, "Then can you still help find someone now?" ”

"Why don't you rest your neck first?"

Lao Chu is a human spirit, of course, he went down the steps, waved his hand and said: "It's okay, it's okay, it's okay, make a phone call, Zhang Yang, you are busy first, I'll call the State Administration of Cultural Heritage." ”

Hanging up the phone, Xiao Chu put away his phone and looked at Zhang Yang.

"Brother Yang, what were you looking for me just now?"

"Oh, I'll let you ......" Zhang Yang glanced at the direction of Jiang Laohan with his eyes, the old man was still sitting there, as if nothing happened, but Zhang Yang turned the target back to him again.

Pushed to the bottom of the sinkhole is the coffin of the leader of the servants of the Ming Dynasty, what about the coffin that was chopped into wood by Jiang Laohan?

Who is the owner of the coffin, and is there only iron nails in the burial?

"What do you mean?" Xiao Chu asked blankly.

"Tsk......" Zhang Yang frowned and pointed to the ground, "In the coffin underground, a golden mask was found. ”

Zhang Yang deliberately added an accent to the word "coffin".

The smart Xiao Chu immediately reacted, yes, the coffin, Jiang Laohan also has a coffin!

And his coffin was also found from this sinkhole.

However, Zhang Yang's words were so clear that even Director Rao understood.

He and Xiao Chu almost walked to Jiang Laohan's side with almost front and back feet.

One person and one arm set up Jiang Laohan.

"What are you going to do?"

The old man finally felt the crisis and wanted to struggle, but the more he struggled, the more the two people around him felt that there was something wrong with the old man, and the tighter the grip in his hands became.

In the end, Jiang Laohan sat down on the ground tiredly, and said with a sad face: "I have confessed, and the place has been found for you, and I even went down to help you step on it, what else do you want?" ”

"yes, what are you doing here?" The village chief also stood up to uphold justice for the villagers.

"Hey, hey, hey." Although Xiao Chu was on the righteous side, his smile was very evil, "Old Jiang, you just leave it, tell us, what else did you find in the coffin?" ”

"There must be more than a few nails, right?"

"What? Did you open the coffin and bring out something else? The village chief looked shocked, and also walked up, pointed at Jiang Laohan and said, "Old Jiang, you are a little unauthentic like this!" ”

(People are at high speed, one shift today)

(End of chapter)

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