Don't quibble, anchor, your name is Zhang San

Chapter 47 Of course cultural relics must be handed over to the state

Author: WangyouA

Chapter 47 Of course cultural relics must be handed over to the state

This extremely ugly mask is actually a national cultural relic?

Zhou Shuyi's eyes turned to the bronze mask and looked at it carefully. The more she looked at it, the less she believed it.

The workmanship is rough, full of patina, ugly and dirty.

And I bought it from an old man in the mountains.

Could this thing be a cultural relic?

Not only her, but almost no one among the millions of netizens in the live broadcast room believed it.

"Good guy, reselling bronzes, host, you still said you are not Zhang San?"

"Thankfully it's fake, otherwise the anchor would have to step on the sewing machine hahaha."

"Brother Jiang, admit it, this thing can't be real."

"Brother Jiang got his eye punched this time."

"One hundred thousand yuan bought a piece of scrap metal. Brother Jiang is at a huge loss this time."

"That's how it is in the antique business. No matter how experienced the master is, he will make mistakes sometimes. Brother Jiang's harvest today is already very good."

At this time, a series of messages suddenly appeared in the live broadcast room.

Thanks to Yuxianyusi for sending Rocket X5!

"Brother Jiang, don't be discouraged. Five rockets have been sent to you. I should comfort Brother Jiang."

Jiang Han had already put away the bronze mask and glanced at the barrage, feeling at a loss of whether to laugh or cry.

"Thank you Brother Wang for the rocket, but I really didn't lie to you, this mask is really a cultural relic."

"It's over, Brother Jiang is completely trapped."

"Brother Jiang actually knows it, but he just doesn't want to face it."

Seeing that his friends still didn't believe him, Jiang Han gave up.

Although I feel helpless, I still have to do what needs to be done.

So Jiang Han took out his cell phone, opened Du Niang's phone number and found the Cultural Relics Bureau, and then dialed it.

His behavior fell into the eyes of the water friends in the studio, and they were immediately confused.

What's going on? Brother Jiang said it well, why did he suddenly make a phone call?

Although Zhou Shuyi on the side was also confused, she was afraid of disturbing him, so she watched quietly.

Longguo Cultural Relics Bureau, Social Cultural Relics Department Office.

In the quiet office, an incoming call suddenly came from the landline.

Xiao Chen, who was sitting at his desk, held his mobile phone in both hands. He glanced up and then moved his eyes back to the screen of the mobile phone.

Wait a little longer, wait until this wave is finished, and then go pick it up.

The team battle was finally over. Xiao Chen looked at the gray screen and sighed in frustration.

He put down the phone and reached out to pick up the receiver.

If he hadn't noticed that the landline was still ringing, he wouldn't have bothered to pay attention to the call.

He has worked as an office receptionist for several years, so he knows very well that these calls are basically of no value.

Some people called and said they had precious cultural relics. When the Cultural Relics Bureau checked, they found that they were fakes, or not even cultural relics at all.

Some people take the opportunity to get information from the Cultural Relics Bureau, such as how much this cultural relic is worth, and how the price of that cultural relic is.

There are even more extreme ones, purely just to play pranks.

After thinking about it for a moment, Xiao Chen felt that it was normal. If someone really had any precious cultural relics, they would have hidden them as if they were treasures. Why would they call the Cultural Relics Bureau?

Do you really think someone would be so selfless and willing to hand over cultural relics to the country?

Over time, Xiao Chen basically gave up on these calls and just answered them casually. Sometimes he didn't even bother to answer them if he was busy.

Jiang Han held up his cell phone and waited for a while but no one answered.

Just as he was about to hang up, someone finally answered the call.

"Hey, is this the Cultural Relics Bureau?"

"Hello, this is the Dragon Kingdom Cultural Relics Bureau. Do you need any help?"

Xiao Chen answered the phone and said this opening sentence that he repeated countless times.

"Hi, I have a cultural relic here that I want to hand over."

Haha, it’s this trick again.

After hearing these words, Xiao Chen suddenly lost interest.

More than half of the calls he received started with this sentence.

At first, he would be excited, thinking that he could recover another precious cultural relic for the Dragon Kingdom.

But in the end, it often turns out to be a big mistake. Either the other party is here to have fun, or the cultural relic is simply a fake.

For this reason, Xiao Chen was criticized several times by his leaders.

Hearing this sentence again at this time, he even wanted to hang up the phone directly.

"Oh, what type of cultural relics do you want to hand over?"

Jiang Han heard a hint of perfunctory in his voice and was immediately confused.

What's going on? I'm going to be a cultural relic. Why does the other party's reaction seem like he's not interested at all?

Jiang Han suppressed the doubts in his heart and continued: "What I want to hand over is a bronze mask. It is quite old, at least three thousand years old."

On the other end of the phone, Xiao Chen was stunned for a moment after hearing these words, and then he couldn't hold back and burst out laughing.

Good guy, bronze mask?

Please have some common sense. All the bronze masks in China are from Sanxingdui, and they are no more than three thousand years old.

Sanxingdui is the focus of the country at this time, and it is impossible for cultural relics to be lost.

So where did your bronze mask come from?

There is at least three thousand years of history, compiled, and compiled.

Although Xiao Chen tried his best to suppress his laughter, Jiang Han still caught a trace of laughter, and a string of black lines immediately appeared on his forehead.

"Are you laughing? Do you think what I said is funny?"

"Absolutely not. I have received professional training. No matter how funny it is, I will never laugh."

Jiang Han: "."

Are you just laughing? And you are laughing wildly!

Jiang Han was completely speechless. No matter what, just laugh. Anyway, once the cultural relics are handed over, the rest has nothing to do with me.

"Excuse me, what is the process of handing over cultural relics and how to operate it specifically."

It was also the first time for Jiang Han to do this kind of thing and he had no experience.

Xiao Chen on the other side finally stopped smiling and said: "Sir, you can give us an address and we will have a person in charge come to pick it up, or you can go directly to the local cultural relics bureau and do an appraisal first to make sure

Then just hand the value over to the administration directly.”

Jiang Han thought for a while and chose a more trouble-free way to hand it in.

"It's better that you pick it up yourself. The address is."

If you go to the Cultural Relics Administration Bureau, you have to go there in person, and he naturally knows whether the mask is real, so there is no need for an appraisal.

Xiao Chen casually took a piece of A4 paper, wrote down the address, and replied: "Okay sir, we will send someone to pick it up as soon as possible. Thank you for your support of our work."

After hanging up the phone, Xiao Chen laughed again.

"A bronze mask that is over 3,000 years old makes me laugh to death. Haha, it almost made me laugh for a year."

After laughing, he threw the A4 paper aside, leaned on the chair, picked up the phone and continued to work hard.

"Damn, I can't beat Chang'e in Jialuo. Do you know how to play? If you have the ability to activate voice!"

On the other side, Jiang Han had already put away his cell phone.

Although the other party's attitude was not very satisfactory to him, and the professionalism also needed to be considered, the handing over of cultural relics was considered settled, and the rest were all details.

Zhou Shuyi on the side couldn't wait any longer. When she saw him finishing the call, she quickly confirmed: "The call you just made was to the Cultural Relics Bureau?"

"That's right."

"The cultural relic you want to hand over isn't this broken mask, is it?"

Jiang Han nodded, and then said feebly: "Sister Zhou, I have said it many times, this is not a broken mask, this is a cultural relic with a history of three thousand years."

Seeing his admission, Zhou Shuyi stayed where she was and didn't listen to the next sentence at all.

"It's over, it's over. Handing over such a broken mask to the country is simply too shameful."

"Is it still too late for me to pretend that I don't know you now?"

Jiang Han: "."

What I just said was all in vain, right?

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