No matter how Lao Chu put pressure, Zhang Yang was still firm in his thinking.

After the live broadcast ended in the afternoon, it was Chu Zhenmin himself who was shaken.

He began to think that the reason why he was so good at publicizing those live clips was because they were so well edited.

Like today, there are video clips of mouths, confessions, and misunderstandings in the identification process, all of which are not edited.

The Master Zhang recorded in the live broadcast account is "straight off the iron mouth", and there are no antiques that I don't know.

In reality here, Zhang Yang is still imagining the scene of the Qingming Festival.

"Tomb robbers step on the spot during the day, and they can't see it at night, and they can't step on it." Zhang Yang replied.

"If you don't believe it, you can watch the barrage yourself." Zhang Yang shrugged.

[If you don't show it, you have a weak heart, and if you have a weak heart, you have to rob the tomb, and if you rob the tomb, you will be reported]

I'm afraid that he will be idle as a curator.

The picture that flashed just now seemed to be someone lying on top of the tombstone.

I've seen too much, and there's nothing new about it.

……

But when the other party spoke, his hand trembled, and the background picture that was accidentally revealed still surprised Zhang Yang.

"No, Baoyou, don't scare me, there is really someone in front of the tombstone behind you, if you can't see it, then the problem is even bigger!"

"Hey, Brother Yang, have you taken care of my second uncle?" Chu Ziqiang asked with a smile over there.

He directly clicked on Baoyou's personal interface and took a screenshot.

But at that time, Zhang Yang just told him simply, and he didn't expect him to have any ideas.

When Chu Zhenmin first arrived in Linhai, Zhang Yang became angry with Chu Ziqiang.

Zhang Yang has his own ideas.

"Curator, the activity plan for the Qingming Festival has been made, can you take a look?"

"Copying the tombstones?"

"It's worth it, this one can sell for a thousand, two can sell for a thousand five, and three can sell for one thousand eight."

"Can you make money by rubbing this kind of ancient epitaph?" Zhang Yang asked suspiciously.

You must not leave it alone, otherwise once the old man is on the bar with you, it will be difficult to endure later.

"Okay, then I'll show you."

【Sleeping, a new door to wealth】

"That's right, curator, you forgot, when we held a staff meeting at the beginning of the year, you said that traditional festivals, except for the Spring Festival, everyone has to celebrate the New Year, and there is no time to engage in activities, and other traditional festivals are a good time for us to hold activities to promote the museum."

"After I come?"

The most outrageous are:

Sure enough, there's a problem.

Wait, Baoyou's brother, isn't his surname Yang?

Hiss, the Internet packaging is terrifying.

Of course, he is not the kind of shopkeeper who only gives opinions and does not give solutions.

Just finished this, under the offensive of the barrage, Baoyou also chose to compromise.

However, the information revealed after the tombstone photo came out should not be a big tomb, and the archway on the tombstone is very simple.

"Tombstones can also be used as antiques, huh?" Baoyou asked in disbelief.

According to my experience in dealing with my second uncle for so many years, in addition to work, he is like a child in other things in life, and he is hot for three minutes.

He originally planned to be himself to the fullest, just guess Chu Zhenmin, as long as he didn't think of himself as an alien.

"Oh, I did say that." Zhang Yang nodded, he had just finished giving everyone a red envelope for starting work at that time, and of course he had to say a few words as the curator.

In practice, the effect is also very good.

Zhang Yang didn't expect that the owner of the tomb was still from his own family.

"I'm not in a hurry, why are you in a hurry?" Zhang Yang smiled, "This kind of tombstone looks very old, let me help you identify whether it is an antique." ”

"Of course not, the more words the more valuable, the more strange the font the more valuable, it doesn't matter the fame and age of the tomb owner."

All that should be determined is determined, and Zhang Yang will not pretend.

"No one, no one?"

Said there was something to discuss.

I wanted the card again, and I didn't have the courage to trespass, so I drew this pattern on the tombstone, which is really a bit humorous.

Almost at the same time, Chu Ziqiang's phone also called.

"You are engaged in tomb robbery, do you have any opinions on our surname Zhang, there was a tomb robber before, and he had to dig up the ancient tomb surnamed Zhang."

Here's what he said at the time:

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"I suspect that it is an ashtray sold online, and the manufacturer has changed a metal shell, and it has nothing to do with antiques."

"Master Zhang, an expert like you should have been inherited by your family for many years, can we rub the tombstone of your ancestral tomb?"

This one is just one layer, and there is no ornamentation.

"Yes, there are no traditional tombstones now, and the inscriptions are almost forgotten by everyone, so you can take this opportunity to promote traditional culture."

The posture is very strange.

Seeing that Baoyou is still hesitating, Zhang Yang really feels that there is a problem now.

……

After a while, I should have discussed it with the person who read the epitaph just now, and felt that what Zhang Yang said was very reasonable, and Baoyou took the initiative to take Zhang Yang and the barrage to read the text of the epitaph.

"No, this is only after you came." Librarian He replied honestly.

"I have a lot of respect for Director Chu, can you not use the word "get it?"

No matter when, as long as Zhang Yang comes to the office, He Librarian can always report what has been ordered; But even if Zhang Yang doesn't come back for a week, the museum is still operating normally, and there are no problems.

"His surname is Yang."

"Your ancestors are very flexible." Zhang Yang sneered, and then said, "Okay, don't talk about it." ”

"Baoyou, what is the person behind you doing in front of the tombstone?" Zhang Yang asked.

He wanted to sleep, but before he could lie down, Librarian He knocked on the door.

The time card is so good, I must have been watching the live broadcast just now.

Like the toast archway that Zhang Yang had seen before, there were several floors.

An old tombstone like this is generally read from right to left, from top to bottom:

"I'm afraid they can't help it and rush you."

"But the atmosphere of Wenbo is a little weaker, and you say that this activity is a festival activity organized by the old cadres club, and it is not very disobedient."

"Really? Thank you, Master Zhang......" Baoyou said.

"And your friend's last name?"

On the tombstone, the pattern of two dragons playing with pearls is drawn.

"If so, then after the new one, the old one can be preserved as an antique."

Below the "Two Dragons Playing with Pearls", there are two rows and ten large characters, separated by horizontal and vertical lines in the middle.

Kite flying is originally one of the customs of the Qingming Festival, and selling paper kites can generate income, which is simply a double win.

When the live broadcast reached half past two in the afternoon, Zhang Yang received a microphone from a treasure friend, who was outdoors.

"Besides, you go to the calligraphy and painting library in the museum."

【Speed, speed, speed】

Baoyou walked to the tombstone with a word, and the camera had been facing the ground before, so he didn't let everyone see how big the tomb was.

Let Zhang Yang not have to worry about him, and he doesn't have to wait for him to eat.

[It's just a hundred and twenty years ago, what treasures can there be]

"Teacher, we're really not tomb robbers."

But with Xiao Chu as a military advisor, Zhang Yang quickly formulated a basic strategy - quickly let Lao Chu discover his problems and lose interest early.

"Teacher, we are really engaged in rubbing, not tomb robbing." The accomplice next to him, who had not shown his face all this time, explained aloud.

Chu Ziqiang's words gave Zhang Yang inspiration.

"How can a tomb robber come out in broad daylight to step on it?"

[This treasure friend won't be connected to the microphone at the tomb robbery scene, right?]

Zhang Yang sometimes suspected that the things reported by Librarian He were tailor-made for him.

Seeing that Lao Chu left the live broadcast room with a smile, Zhang Yang finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"Brother Yang has little experience in dealing with the elderly, and I will teach you a key principle, that is, when the old man doubts you, as long as it is not a matter of principle or hurts you, you should try to give him a clear answer as softly as possible.

"Eh, Baoyou, you're not going to run away, are you?" Zhang Yang faintly sensed the other party's intention to suddenly thank him, and hurriedly opened his mouth to stop it, "So many of us are waiting to see the tombstone, don't you let you see it?" ”

"Qingming Festival?" Zhang Yang looked at the calendar, and sure enough, it was not far away.

You cool him down, and he forgets about it.

"Any tombstone can be sold for that price?"

But it should be that the owner of the tomb has no status, and the dragon is very abstracted, like an invertebrate.

"I remember, don't we have a lot of rubbings of ancient tombstones in our museum? Those can be displayed for everyone to copy. ”

[It's not a ghost story, it's a real person]

Zhang Yang took the printed plan and asked, "Lao He, did we also hold activities during the Qingming Festival before?" ”

"In this way, the atmosphere of Wenbo came up all of a sudden." Zhang Yang imagined the scene of the event, and it felt good.

The barrage should understand the meaning of the anchor.

"Grave robbers? No, it isn't. Baoyou kept denying it, and his hands were in front of the camera.

At this time, Baoyou was silent.

"Can you rub it off, can you still rely on it?"

It can only be said that Chu Ziqiang is indeed a "master who understands the master".

"Teacher, I was wrong just now, this is my ancestral grave, and my surname is Zhang." Baoyou forcibly explained.

"Do you want to read the text too?" Baoyou is a little impatient.

The next morning, Chu Zhenmin didn't come to the live broadcast room, but left a message to Zhang Yang saying that he was going to go to his old friends in Linhai to drink tea and chat.

"The income-generating link, Lao He, you have designed it very well."

Unexpectedly, at half past twelve that night, Xiao Chu called and said that he had thought of a way.

"Come in, Lao He." Zhang Yang reluctantly adjusted his chair and prepared to accept the report of Librarian He.

"The tablets are all collected, do you think no one will want the originals?" Zhang Yang asked rhetorically.

Today, it may be the most time he has heard the word "don't understand" in the live broadcast room since he watched Zhang Yang's live broadcast for so long.

For example, when he was suspicious of my sexuality, he blew like a gust of wind in my house, and asked my parents and my cousins what was wrong with me.

Compared to working in the studio, working in a museum is not good at all, and there are chores to disturb you anytime and anywhere.

After that, he was even more indifferent, and never asked me when I would get married. ”

[I announce, your number is gone]

"You're here again today?"

[I remember that it is illegal to rub without permission]

[Whoever has an ancestral grave at home, hurry up and see]

"You also helped us find a learning object, saying that we will follow the rhythm of the Forbidden City, and they will hold activities on festivals, and we will learn to do them."

Crying graves?

[I also saw it, the picture is very weird]

[Talking about this in broad daylight, who is afraid? ] 】

However, Zhang Yang did not make a noise, but urged Baoyou to take everyone to see the text of the tombstone.

"Okay, Baoyou, now you can explain why your friend's surname is Yang, but his family's ancestral tomb is surnamed Zhang."

And looking at his plan, it's okay.

[Lannister, debts must be paid]

"Okay, let's take us to see the tombstone." Zhang Yang said, "The stove you just wanted to identify is a modern craft, nothing special. ”

But I just posted a photo of me dancing with a beautiful woman in a bar in my circle of friends, and he immediately revealed the matter.

"Tombstone inscription of Mr. Zhang Xiting in Runan".

"You can see it, you can see it." Zhang Yang said so, Baoyou is not good at, and directly admitted it.

"Then did my second uncle believe it?"

But to hold an event at this festival? Was it a habit before the Helin Museum?

Zhang Yang gave his own opinions to the point.

"There's no need, it's just a tombstone." Baoyou is still pulling.

[Learned, delete it quickly]

If you can send Director Chu away safely today, Xiao Chu really has to take a credit.

"We generally print three, sell two, archive one, and continue to print if it sells well." Bao You shares his business experience.

"We can split it fifty-fifty."

This kind of newly rubbed epitaph or a small tomb in the wild is worth anything, Zhang Yang really doesn't know.

If you want to replace the old with the new, wouldn't it be nice to take a photo?

Anyway, the words on the newly made tombstone are basically engraved by machines, so do you need to look at them on your stomach?

"Sure, it's not because of this, who climbed the tombstone in broad daylight."

Let's just say, there is no perfect genius in this world!

As for Zhang Yang himself, in Lao Chu's opinion, he can only be regarded as slightly better than ordinary geniuses, not perfect.

"There should be no doubts." Zhang Yang thought for a while and replied.

Chu Zhenmin didn't come, and Zhang Yang arrived at the office at half past nine.

"Is the surname Zhang......"

[Everyone is written on the tombstone, who doesn't know the age]

"I remember that there were a lot of paintings and calligraphy depicting spring outings before, and I saw if there were any less precious ones that could be displayed in the open air."

[Okay, I have identified it, this is the ancient tomb of the twenty-third year of Guangxu in the Qing Dynasty]

"The ancestors have offended a lot, don't blame it!"

"Are you sure?" Zhang Yang subconsciously did not believe.

I didn't expect the plan of patting my head, and Librarian He really implemented it.

"Look, I didn't lie to you, did I? How are you going to thank me when the time comes? Xiao Chu invited Gong on the phone.

Zhang Yang didn't find any problems, even the microphone outdoors, no matter how ruthless he was, it was just a thief hole.

In addition to some Qingming-related cultural relics display, Lao He specially planned a parent-child project: a hand-painted kite competition.

Over there, the friends of Lianmai in the live broadcast room have begun to show the pictures that Zhang Yang never imagined in advance.

"Just now a friend of mine was recording the words on the tombstone of his family's ancestral grave, and he was going to go back and rebuild a new tombstone to replace it."

[Who knows that you have rubbed it in the barren mountains and mountains, and those who have ancestral graves at home can finally make a fortune]

[During the Kangxi period of my ancestral tomb, you came to us to rub it]

(End of chapter)