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"Boss, the supervisor asked us, what is your live broadcast content now?" Xiao Tang's voice came from Zhang Yang's earphones.

Live content?

A foreign archaeological team will open the box on site? This is no more exciting than opening a blind box.

The Supervisor must be watching the live broadcast. Doesn't he expect something to pop out of the box later?

"Let the supervisor wait. When they open the coffin, I will know what it is." Zhang Yang said perfunctorily.

The crowbar team at the other end of the video has already begun to attack.

However, the supervisor was a little impatient and directly reminded in the barrage: [The anchor's current live broadcast content has the risk of violating regulations, please adjust it as soon as possible, otherwise it will be forced to be removed from the broadcast].

【Super management, I advise you not to meddle in other people's business】

[Don’t remind me, if you have the ability, just block it]

【How dare you go against him? Master Zhang’s younger brother is called Yiming]

[If you don’t ban me, I’ll consider you your father.]

"Super management, this is actually a popular science class in a foreign museum. If it were a serious archaeological team, they would have surrounded them long ago. Do you think it is..."

Zhang Yang was talking nonsense with the super tube when a "pop" sound suddenly came from the video.

The professional coffin-opening team used too much force and the coffin board flew off, slamming it to the ground.

And this wooden coffin finally revealed its true appearance - there is another layer inside.

Double coffin?

Generally, this method of burial is to preserve the body. Zhang Yang took a look at the barrage and found that the audience had the same idea as him.

They all felt that they might see a very well-preserved ancient corpse.

It is also said to be a big rice dumpling.

At the other end of the video, Cheng Zongwen also muttered in a low voice: "A double-decker tomb in the Han Dynasty?"

The staff at the scene acted very quickly. They simply measured the size of the inner coffin, and then violently pried open the second layer.

Zhang Yang's attention was all focused on the center of the screen.

There was no third layer this time. What appeared in the camera was a corpse wrapped tightly in cloth.

The inner walls of the surrounding coffins are painted with vermilion paint, which means "immortality".

If it were in a tomb robbery novel, this kind of red would definitely be described by the word "monster".

[Can this dear friend come closer? 】

[Can you please stay away, be careful if he suddenly sits up]

[I have been surfing the Internet for twenty years, and this is the first time I have seen giant rice dumplings]

"We can't get any closer." Cheng Zongwen responded to the barrage and took a picture of the archaeologists making preparations on his mobile phone.

"Look at these archaeological teams. It's not enough to wear gloves, they also need to wear gas masks."

"Baoyou, please be safe. But you can zoom in a little to see how they operate." Zhang Yang suggested.

Domestic archaeological teams open coffins, especially such well-preserved coffins, which are basically kept in museums.

Zhang Yang felt that such an original approach as the Nanyue Kingdom might have to go back to modern times, the early 19th century, before it could be seen in China.

He unconsciously developed a strong curiosity and wanted to see what the process was like.

The archaeologists in white coats did not deal with the body immediately. Instead, they first searched around the body for the funerary objects in the coffin.

They first used tweezers to pick up a stacked piece of yellow-gray cloth at one end of the coffin and put it into a sealed bag.

"Is this cloth or paper?" Zhang Yang asked.

"It should be silk cloth." Cheng Zongwen answered quickly, and added his own analysis: "When I opened the coffin just now, there was water vapor coming out. If it were paper, it shouldn't have been preserved for so long."

And his next sentence directly shocked everyone in the live broadcast room: "I will take a look at it later and buy it if it suits me."

【Buy it? Isn't this archeology? 】

[I can no longer tell the difference between archaeological team and tomb robbers]

[This treasure friend is not from the South Vietnamese underworld, right?]

"Friend Bao, you are an outlaw!" Zhang Yang sighed with emotion.

This second Cheng is a bit arrogant, just like the treasure friend who was in Africa not long ago.

The archaeological team members were still working, taking out the funerary objects one after another.

Although the picture is enlarged, it is not clear what it is because it is three to five meters away and the quality of the video may not be high.

Cheng Laoer reluctantly explained:

"This seems to be a hosta?"

"This is a jade pendant, and the rope is still good."

"This should be a fan... Is the owner of this tomb a woman?"

After several archaeological team members had finished picking up the funerary objects, they all suddenly stepped aside, leaving only one archaeological team member in a white coat staying alone by the coffin.

[This person isn’t going to take out the body, is he? 】

[Here comes, here comes the main event]

[It’s time to lift the shroud]

[This person is either a master or not popular]

"His gas mask looks to be of the highest quality, probably because he is afraid of the poisonous gas contained in the corpse." Cheng Zongwen explained.

Only then did Zhang Yang remember that the scene he was waiting for might be R-rated.

He quickly reminded Cheng Zongwen: "The camera can be zoomed out a little. I'm afraid some female viewers in the live broadcast room will feel uncomfortable watching it."

While talking, the most professional archaeological team member at the scene also started to take action.

The first layer of yellow-white shroud was quickly lifted, revealing the second layer of purple cloth inside.

After the purple second layer is lifted, the gray third layer is revealed.

The fourth layer is black, then the fifth layer...

Finally, when we reached the sixth layer of the shroud, we could already see the shape of the skeleton even before it was lifted.

It was at this time that the familiar "You have been banned" prompt popped up on Zhang Yang's live broadcast interface.

On the monitor, his live broadcast room also went dark.

"This Supervisor is such a stinker. As soon as he saw the final result, he immediately shut down the broadcast." Zhang Yang cursed with a smile.

The ban was actually not long, only half an hour. It was just a simple reminder to pay attention to the content of the live broadcast. After all, the skull was about to be exposed.

…

Half an hour later, Zhang Yang came online, and Cheng Zongwen was still waiting for him.

However, the location of Lianmai was changed from outdoors to a hotel room.

Cheng Zongwen told everyone as soon as he came up:

"Teacher, they have transported the corpse back. The ancient corpse is quite well preserved."

"I've already bought the things."

As he spoke, he shook the thing in his hand.

The silk cloth in the sealed bag was dark yellow. If Zhang Yang remembered correctly, this thing was pulled out from next to the head of the corpse.

Description is important.

[Buy directly? The power of money! 】

[Are foreign archaeological teams so careless?]

Zhang Yang also asked the same question as Danmu.

Cheng Zongwen smiled and said: "Their wages are not in the same order of magnitude as my price."

"If the car is not a national treasure, for them, it is not as attractive to buy a better car."

"Teacher, please come and help me check whether this thing is genuine or not. I feel like this is an imperial edict from the Ming Dynasty."

Imperial decree?

Zhang Yang quickly moved his chair forward.

"Here, you don't need to open it, just put the lens close to the bag and let me take a look."

As the camera progresses, the patterns on the silk cloth gradually become apparent, with auspicious clouds and cranes embroidered on it, and some dragon patterns can also be seen on the folded edges.

"How about I open it and show it to you?" Cheng Zongwen suggested.

"Okay, but it's best to find a cleaner place and don't destroy it."

"If I look at it, it should be from the Yongle period of the Ming Dynasty."

Zhang Yang revealed his identification results.

If it's not something unearthed in China, there won't be so many scruples when talking about it.

"That's what it says here too."

As Cheng Zongwen spoke, he slowly unfolded the imperial edict and laid it out on the table.

It is similar to most imperial edicts of the Ming Dynasty. It begins with "Heaven carries the emperor and makes the day" and ends with "April 6, the thirteenth year of Yongle."

The content of the imperial edict is an order to the family members of Huang Fu, the chief envoy and inspector of the Chief Secretary of Cochin, to confer the title of lady on his wife.

The identity of the owner of the tomb is easily revealed. She was the deceased wife of Huang Fu, the chief envoy who guarded Jiaozhi for eighteen years during the Yongle period of the Ming Dynasty.

[This thing is a proper cultural relic]

[Cultural relics bought abroad can be traded in China]

[After checking, the auction price of the imperial edict is basically tens of millions]

[This brother went to South Vietnam and made a fortune]

"Teacher, is this thing really worth tens of millions?" Cheng Zongwen looked at the price given by the barrage quotation team.

"Who said that? Then sell it to him quickly, don't hesitate." Zhang Yang said with a smile.

"To be serious, the reference price I can find is an imperial edict from the eighth year of Wanli, which sold for 570,000."

"Your piece is in such good condition and has some historical significance. The price must be high but not low. I would conservatively estimate it to be 700,000."

"That's good." Cheng Zongwen on the other end of the video let out a long sigh of relief: "This is my first time buying antiques. I don't know the price, so I bought it based on experience."

Zhang Yang nodded, knowing that what the other person said was true.

This person used to steal things outright and usually wouldn't spend money to buy them.

"Fortunately, the man who sold me things didn't know Chinese characters." Cheng Zongwen couldn't help but show off his experience: "I told him that the words on the edict were written in the late Qing Dynasty, more than a hundred years ago. If he Knowing it’s the Ming Dynasty, I guess I can’t buy it for 70,000 yuan!”

Seventy thousand yuan turned into seven hundred thousand, which is considered a mistake.

This thing originally belonged to China, but the owner of the tomb died in a foreign country and stayed in South Vietnam.

If Cheng Zongwen could really get this thing back legally, it would be regarded as a cultural relic returning to the country.

…

"Brothers, do you still want to eat rice?"

"It's four o'clock. The anchor will be off the air soon. If you want to identify it, hurry up!"

"It's not me paddling, it's the super management that doesn't let me broadcast it."

Zhang Yang yawned in the camera. Chen Yanguang came to see him in the morning, which caused him to get up ten minutes early, and now he was indeed sleepy early.

"Welcome to this clean and hygienic treasure friend. Isn't this treasure friend from India?"

"Good afternoon, Teacher Zhang. I didn't expect to be able to get in line. I'm so lucky today."

The Baoyou who spoke was a middle-aged man with a loud voice and a clear accent.

"Welcome, welcome." Zhang Yang cupped his hands toward the camera and glanced at the barrage.

【This teacup is a bit interesting】

cup?

Zhang Yang turned his head and looked at Baoyou's video screen.

The camera is focused on the table top of the desk. At the edge of the frame, there is a white enamel tea cup.

"Wuheng Public Security Bureau" is written on the cup, and there is a blue police badge pattern above the words.

The police just came after the intruder left?

"Ahem, friend Bao, are you working in a law enforcement agency?" Zhang Yang asked.

"Ah? Master Zhang, can you also identify this?"

"If I read it correctly, the blue and white enamel tea cup on your desk should have been produced in 2019 AD."

"enamel color?" Baoyou exclaimed, and soon discovered what Zhang Yang was talking about.

He picked up the teacup and shook it slightly:

"This is what I usually drink tea from."

His identity is self-explanatory.

[Is there really a note in the live broadcast room? 】

【I don’t like you, I can see the light】

【Sorry, I'm a policeman】

[Suddenly I feel out of tune with everyone]

"Friend Bao, do you often watch my live broadcast?" Zhang Yang was also a little curious.

Internet police officers can just watch their own live broadcast, but this one is more like a policeman in a police station.

"Look, since I heard that a colleague caught a tomb robber in your place, we have been guarding here every day." The policeman who came to appraise the treasure said half-jokingly.

"Hahaha, is that right? The audience in our live broadcast room is quite complex." Zhang Yang said with a haha.

"Teacher, you are an old nine-sect person. Are you feeling a little stressed? How about I turn this tea cup around?"

"It's okay to turn around. I'm afraid some brothers will wet their pants in the live broadcast room."

"Okay!" Baoyou laughed and turned the tea cup to reveal the other side.

Written on the white cup are eight large blue characters: Police serve the public and law enforcement serves the people.

【More pressure】

【It's better not to transfer】

[If this police officer buys a counterfeit product, I will laugh at him severely]

[Then your water meter will be checked]

"Okay, brother, stop messing with your cup." Zhang Yang waved his hand: "Quickly show us what treasure you bought?"

"The brothers here are all anxious to see how much money you have lost."

"Okay, teacher, I would like to ask you to help me take a look at some porcelain collection of a friend of mine."

"This friend you are talking about?"

"Definitely not myself." Baoyou replied as he took out a blue-glazed general jar.

The jar is painted with white intertwining lotus patterns. In the denser areas, you can see some slight earthiness, causing the lotus flowers to turn a little yellow.

"Friend Bao, why is there Tiqin in your jar? Is that friend of yours wearing a silver bracelet?" Zhang Yang asked with a smile.

"No, this is a gift that a friend wanted to give me. I also think it's Tuqin, so I want to ask the teacher to help me check. If it's true, I won't accept it."

If you really don’t accept it, this is a very particular statement.

Zhang Yang nodded and observed carefully. After half a minute, he already had an idea.

"Friend Bao, look underneath, is there any money?"

"Yes, there is the word "Song Ling" written at the bottom. I'm wondering if this is the title inscribed by Pu Songling himself."

"After checking, I found that he was from the early Qing Dynasty, and the shape of the instrument matches the shape of this thing."

"When you put it like that, I think it's possible." Zhang Yang smiled and nodded: "This may be Nie Xiaoqian's house."

"She hides in this general jar during the day and comes out at night...you know."

"That's it!" Baoyou also understood the meaning behind Zhang Yang's words, and he said with a smile: "Then I have to keep this thing."

"Teacher, please help me look at this again."

Baoyou took out another pastel porcelain plate with pink lotuses painted on it.

Just like the first thing, there is also a slight earthiness, but it is not floating on the surface, it is really going into it.

This is an ancient porcelain with a large door.

"Friend Bao, is this expensive? If this is from Song Ling, I can't make up a story."

Zhang Yang looked at the production date of "1701" on the item and said.

Thanks to Yixiaoyoutianxia for the 1,000 coin reward!