"Huh? This is kneeling? Zhang Yang was a little surprised by the stall owner's choice.

It doesn't feel like it's got to this point at all, right?

Is it the pressure brought by Xiao Chu?

But soon, he understood the other party's intentions.

The surrounding melon-eating crowd felt that Chu Ziqiang was a bit excessive, and some people began to stand up and want to say something:

"There's no need for this, people are the ones who suffer after all."

"Be forgiving and forgiving, young people should not be too arrogant."

"I'm forced to kneel, what else is going to do?"

"Yes, the big willow tree has always been sold with terracotta figurines from the Han Dynasty, and I haven't seen anyone say anything from the police......"

Chu Ziqiang was scolded by so many people, and he was a little panicked.

But in the end, a soft persimmon came out, saying that the ghost market has always had pottery figurines from the Han Dynasty sold, which can be regarded as allowing him to find a breakthrough.

He hurriedly said to the man:

"That's right, the big willow ghost market has always had terracotta figurines from the Han Dynasty sold, so may I ask, do you buy them?"

"I'm definitely not going to buy it." The person who spoke just now shook his head, "I can't read the truth again." ”

"You don't buy it? Then what are you barking at a dog? ”

"Isn't it your money that you spend together? How much is worth what others say? ”

Chu Ziqiang directly scolded him back, and of course a group of fans immediately stood up to support him.

"Okay, don't pretend, hurry up and ask the stall owner to give a reasonable price." Zhang Yang urged through his mobile phone.

Xiao Chu, who received the information, immediately turned around.

Ask the owner of the pottery stall to give a more reasonable amount of compensation.

The boss hesitated for a long time, and finally held back a sentence:

He's going to do the math again.

At this time, he couldn't directly slap himself in the face, saying that things were not worth 80,000, if he did, how would he do business here in the future?

However, Zhang Yang and Chu Ziqiang didn't plan to let him go so easily.

Xiao Chu immediately said: "You calculated it in five minutes just now, then give you another five minutes, count it for me." ”

"Tell me when you're done."

"Did you hear my brother Chu's words? Five minutes, five minutes can't be counted, you wait, I have to ask a lawyer to sue you for fraud! Tiger Niu also chimed in.

"Got it." The stall owner bowed his head with some cringe and began to slam the calculator with a sigh.

Chu Ziqiang solved the problem of compensation, and did not forget the contradiction between the aunts of the support group and the tiger girl.

Taking advantage of his prestige at this time, Xiao Chu wanted to stand up and be a peacemaker:

"Okay, if you want me to say, don't quarrel with you two waves. Let's wait for the police to come, and then turn on the surveillance to see what is going on. ”

"Anyway, there are cameras everywhere in this parking lot."

"I'm okay with that." Tiger Niu nodded.

"We listen to you, too." The sisters of the support group said in unison.

"Then ...... today"

Chu Ziqiang was just about to announce that he had retired, when suddenly a voice from the side interrupted him.

"Wait, there's a few of us." The stall owner next to him stood up and shouted.

The three stall owners were silent for too long.

They were all so busy calculating the losses just now that Zhang Yang and Xiao Chu almost forgot about the existence of these people.

"Your losses have been calculated?" Chu Ziqiang asked.

"That's right, a total of 31,000 yuan, our small business, can't erase zero, do you think it's cash, or WeChat transfer?"

"Damn, another one of more than 30,000 popped up?"

Hu Niu was not happy to hear this price, and she didn't avoid suspicion, so she walked directly to Xiao Chu, skillfully pulled up his arm, pointed at the boss and said:

"Tell us, how did you get your money? Look at how my brother Chu slapped you in the face. ”

"Did I hit him in the face? It's a bit ......."

Chu Ziqiang wanted to pull his arm out of the fat pile as he spoke.

When he found out that he couldn't do it, he despaired.

I had no choice but to shout at the crowd: "Brother Yang, help!" ”

It's a pity that there was no response.

"Publicity? Father-in-law! ”

"Don't pretend you can't hear!" Xiao Chu was anxious.

Publicity? Who is Zhang Yang?

The same question came to the minds of those present.

But there are a few exceptions, and they are the old sisters of the Big Willow Support Group.

Publicity! Master Zhang is here?

"Alright, okay, stop screaming."

Zhang Yang squeezed out of the crowd helplessly, with an embarrassed smile on his face.

Chu Ziqiang is really a bad thing, as the owner of the money, he was pinched by a female anchor.

But don't say it, the pair of Brother Chu and Tiger Girl, Zhang Yang is a little stumbling, and he has a bit of a deformed CP feeling.

"What a Master Zhang!"

The reaction of the aunts was similar to that of the tiger girl when she saw Chu Ziqiang just now, and she was even more excited.

Someone just took out their phone and started taking pictures.

"Master Zhang? Who is it? Someone in the crowd asked.

"Isn't that Master Zhang who made a sound?"

"No, I remember that Master Zhang is very old."

"During the live broadcast, the special effects were turned on, and the light was not good, and the wrinkles on the face were covered......"

There was a lot of talk around the people.

Zhang Yang walked directly to the booth and took the initiative to reveal the answer.

But he said to the stall owner:

"Let me introduce myself, Zhang Yang, the director of the Hailin Museum, usually broadcasts live on the comic when he has nothing to do. These sisters who smashed your merchandise are members of my fan group. ”

"The root of all evil that pushes people is a female anchor that my friend likes very much."

"Brother Chu, it turns out that you are a friend of Master Zhang. Oh, why didn't you say it earlier, it caused people to worry about you for a long time......"

"it!" Chu Ziqiang couldn't hold back any longer, frantically broke free from his confinement, and ran directly out of the crowd.

Of course, Tiger Niu immediately went after him.

"Eh......" Several stall owners want everyone to stop the tiger girl.

But looking at the back of the other party's behemoth, he still didn't say it after all.

The onlookers are all passers-by, so you can't let people risk their lives to stop her.

"It's fine." Zhang Yang pointed to the cameraman of the tiger girl, "Everyone is optimistic about this person, just don't let him go." ”

"He's from the same company as the female anchor just now."

"Don't do it, I'm not going to run." The cameraman didn't panic at all, and directly raised his hand in surrender.

Seeing this, Zhang Yang gave this guy a thumbs up.

Yes, if this situation doesn't add to the chaos, they are all good people.

"Now, then, let's talk about the loss."

Zhang Yang walked in front of the pottery stall owner first, who was no longer kneeling at this time, and was pressing the calculator with his head down.

"Boss, these things of yours are all imported from Pan Jiayuan, I look at it, the goods are a little familiar."

"Otherwise, you can add a little bit on the basis of the purchase price."

"So as not to make everyone lose face when they get it."

"You ......" Boss A looked up, trying to refute something.

But seeing the subtle smile on Zhang Yang's face, his heart chilled for no reason, and he lowered his head again.

He felt that if he refuted, the young man in front of him would not even leave him with the last dignity.

"Okay, then you can calculate it first, and tell the police when the time comes." Zhang Yang didn't mean to die.

He came out to solve the contradictions, and it was the job of the police to punish the evil and promote the good, and he had no reason to rob it.

Then, Zhang Yang came to the stall of Boss B.

The house sells all woodwork, as well as some lacquerware.

Wood products are not as perishable as pottery, so the situation on the stalls is not so bad, but many things have been damaged where someone fell just now.

"Master Zhang, huh?" Boss B took the initiative to greet Zhang Yang, "I've watched your live broadcast, it's a bit level." ”

"I'm not like some people just now, who deliberately quoted a high price."

"Those are not bad, I will go back and repair them slowly, but there are two pieces, and the value of repairs will also plummet, I can't afford it, I have to pay for it, this should be no problem, right?"

"No problem." Zhang Yang nodded, "Which two are you talking about?" ”

"One is this one."

The boss picked up a few planks from the stall.

At first, Zhang Yang thought it was a model of a house, because it had the shape of two wooden panels, much like a door panel.

But after the other party put things up with their hands, everyone saw it clearly.

Good fellow, this pile of planks, thick and thin, wide and narrow, turned out to be a carrying box.

It's just that I didn't know which aunt was flattened by my ass just now?

"Master Zhang, you are also an expert, you should be able to see the doorway of this thing, right?" The boss said, holding on to the box.

The carrying box, also known as the lifting beam box, can be traced back to the Song Dynasty and was originally used to hold food.

In many costume TV series, this is what is used to deliver meals to prisoners in prison.

However, with the development of the times, in the Ming and Qing dynasties, the suitcase gradually became wooden furniture.

The shape of the vessel is gradually fixed, and the materials used become taller.

Like the one that was flattened by the aunt on the stall, the box in the late Qing Dynasty is made of authentic huanghuali.

The upper doorknobs and joints are also made of pure copper.

Such a good thing, of course, is not just used as a lunch box, but also a small cabinet for rich and noble families to store jewelry or silver tickets.

Zhang Yang glanced at the other fragments on the floor.

It seems that the box is quite delicately made, and when the door of the box is opened, there should be several smaller boxes inside.

But now it's all flattened and piled up next to it like firewood.

Even the main body of the suitcase, if it is not for the stall owner holding it with his hands, will immediately fall apart.

A good suitcase was ruined like this.

"I know, this is Hai Huang's suitcase." Zhang Yang didn't pretend to be confused, even if he didn't say it, the boss would say it later.

"But I have a question, can you fix this?"

Broken into this way, to be honest, it is better to sell these wooden planks and turn them into beads of huanghuali.

"You don't have to worry about it, we can naturally fix it." The boss responded.

"What I want to ask is, as far as Master Zhang is concerned, Master Zhang, you have so much experience in the yearbook treasure, this thing, if it is complete, I estimate it at 60,000, isn't it too much?"

"Not excessive." Zhang Yang nodded with difficulty.

Anyone's antiques are antiques, and you can't speak with a clear conscience.

"Okay, the 60,000 things are damaged like this, I want 20,000 maintenance fees, isn't it too much?"

"Uh...... If I look at it, there is no problem, but the specific situation depends on what the police say when they come. ”

"Well, it's fine, I understand."

Boss B was very reasonable and did not force Zhang Yang to make a clear statement.

He just said to a few aunts: "I don't mean anything else, it's just that Master Zhang is here, and what he says is more credible than what I said." ”

"I'm going to prove myself, not asking for a price."

"You just quoted more than 30,000 yuan, what about the rest?" Zhang Yang asked.

"That's all that's left."

Zhang Yang looked in the direction of the boss's finger, this thing is easier to understand than the suitcase.

It's just a red [small few], and four feet have been crushed.

It was originally a small coffee table on the bed, but now it looks more like a red plate.

"Master Zhang, this red small piece of the late Qing Dynasty, I said it is worth 50,000 yuan, it shouldn't be a random offer."

"It's a bit high." Zhang Yang said matter-of-factly, "In recent years, the price of the late Qing Dynasty has been falling, and it is estimated that 50,000 yuan will be auctioned." ”

"That's 40,000." The boss said with a relaxed expression, "Forty thousand things, I only need 10,000 yuan for maintenance, it's not too much, right?" ”

"In my opinion, it's not excessive."

Zhang Yang replied a little helplessly.

The boss is really reasonable, and he really didn't report the price at all.

It is estimated that Xiao Chu's bright sword just now is still working, and with the confrontation between him and the pottery boss, when the other stall owners mention the losses, they have to weigh it in their hearts.

Now, Zhang Yang is really curious, what is the aunt who is so ruthless in her ass.

Won't you panic?

This ass, 30,000 people sat out, and it should be famous in the entire Big Willow Ghost Market, right?

The good news is that there is no more destruction of more valuable treasures.

The boss only charged a thousand yuan for the maintenance of the remaining small things.

Zhang Yang also glanced at those things briefly, and he even felt that this thousand yuan could not be said to be a conscience price, it was simply a loss price.

Although it is just some modern wooden furniture, it is not so easy to repair.

There was a small jewelry box of sour branch wood, which was even worse than the damage to the boxwood suitcase, if it weren't for the concentration of fragments, Zhang Yang wouldn't have recognized it as a box.

Forget it, so be it, the next thing is to wait for the police to monitor and divide the responsibilities.

Zhang Yang glanced up in the direction of the cameraman and felt a lot relieved to see that others were still there.

MCN companies seem to be forced to buy a lot of insurance for anchors.,It's estimated that this situation should be able to take insurance.。

Zhang Yang was about to continue to the next stall and quickly help the aunts clean up the mess.

An aunt in the support group suddenly came over and pulled Zhang Yang's clothes.

"Master Zhang, is it convenient to come over?"

"I have important information for you."

"Well, you say." Zhang Yang obediently followed her to the side.

In fact, they were still under the watchful eye of the onlookers.

But it seems that taking two steps like this will have a sense of ritual.

Auntie quietly stretched out her hand.

Zhang Yang looked at it intently.

On my aunt's hands, there was a lot of red dry paint powder.

The only thing that can have red lacquer here is the lacquerware just now.

So, she is the ruthless person who sits on broken pieces of wooden furniture worth more than 100,000?!

"Master Zhang, in fact, there is only that little red stool, which I sat on. When I was pushed down, I deliberately sat on a small stool, but I didn't expect it to be weightless at all. ”

Zhang Yangxin said, of course I can't bear it.

That thing is for teacups, how can it sit on people!

"The wooden box next to it should have accidentally hit it when I stood up, but I thought it was very strange, and I felt that the thing, as if it had fallen apart, had completely fallen apart without much effort."

"Huh?" Zhang Yang's eyes lit up.

Sounds like this, why is it so much like the bureau made by those antique stalls?

(End of chapter)