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“Finally it’s our museum’s turn.”

After showing his ID, the researcher surnamed He had a smile on his face.

"Master Zhang, actually we have been paying attention to you for a long time..."

"How long?" Zhang Yang interrupted and asked.

It doesn't matter what you ask, the important thing is not to let these two people get close.

Don't worry about losing face by waiting.

The two researchers looked at each other, exchanged glances and replied, "At least a month."

"So you've been waiting for this opportunity for a month?"

"Of course, there is no cost to watch the live broadcast anyway."

No cost?

Zhang Yang understands, these two probably don’t even have fan cards, and maybe they don’t even bother to click likes.

"I would like to ask, have you stuck the fan sign?"

"No, Master Zhang." The researcher surnamed Geng said proudly: "We work in the museum. There are many knowledgeable people, so I don't need your help in appraising treasures."

"On the contrary, we didn't come to live broadcast the treasure appraisal, so you have this food to eat."

! ! !

The local gangs in Changnan City are so rude!

Ten thousand alpacas whizzed by in Zhang Yang's heart.

Although the appearance of these two museum staff indirectly confirmed his previous view - Baoyou's jade belt hook has no legal risks. Even if it was stolen a hundred years ago, it is safe now.

But now it seems that it is better for them to disappear where they are.

Zhang Yang frowned and looked at the two people, looking for a breakthrough.

At this time, a string of things under someone's neck caught his attention.

"Researcher He, your dzi bead is pretty good. How many eyes does it have?"

"Oh? Does Master Zhang also do research on Wenwan?"

The man named He took off the Dzi beads from his neck with great interest.

"What, help me take a look? Let's say it first, don't blame us if the car overturns."

Roll over?

Zhang Yang smiled.

"What am I going to do with this Taiwanese bead produced in 15 years?"

Hearing Zhang Yang's words, Researcher He was obviously stunned for a moment.

The companion named Geng next to him suddenly burst out laughing.

"You treasure appraisal anchors, when you see a dzi bead, just say it is a table bead? Then the ones played by Yangzi and Lianjie are also table beads?"

"While the elders in Mr. He's family are playing with beads, anchor you are still peeing and playing with mud!"

"Really?" Zhang Yang smiled sarcastically.

Sure enough, people who play cultural games, especially those who play Dzi beads, like to say that they have family roots.

Somewhat outrageous, they even said that the things were brought from the living Buddha.

[I actually had the same hobby as Master Zhang]

[I really want to turn into mud and be played by Master Zhang]

[The barrage is so perverted]

[I was in a fucking meeting and I burst out laughing. You guys should compensate me for my bonus]

After calming down, Researcher He came back to his senses. Yes, his character for playing Dzi Beads was complete.

Coupled with the supportive person next to me, this high-imitation Taiwan bead is a real Dzi bead.

He quickly pointed to the table beads around his neck and said, "My grandfather bought this from the great lama more than seventy years ago."

"Oh? Then I would like to ask Teacher Geng, Teacher He, do they have any table beads handed down from the seller for you?"

"I didn't buy it, but many people in our library did."

Researcher Geng is quite upright. Of course, he answered so cheerfully just to lead to the next sentence:

"Do you think that so many people in our library are playing with fakes?"

"It's very possible." Zhang Yang nodded.

He turned to look at the camera:

"In the live broadcast room, if there are treasure friends in Changnan City, in the future you and the people around you encounter Dzi beads sold by relevant personnel of the city museum, please be careful to identify them."

"Because every time you buy a fake Dzi bead, one Dzi bead will lose its household registration book."

"No profit leads to no extinction."

"By the way, if you two are not convinced, I will wait for your lawyer's letter!"

"Teacher He, let's sue him for slander when we get back." Researcher Geng said indignantly.

But the man named He didn't respond.

"Teacher He?"

"Lao He!"

"Hey." Researcher He came back to his senses: "What, Lao Geng, Internet celebrity anchors like them are a waste of time to deal with them, let's take the things back first!"

"Wait, I haven't finished speaking yet!"

Zhang Yang stopped the two of them.

"Teacher Geng, I haven't helped you identify it yet!"

"What's the appraisal?" Researcher Geng spread his hands and said, "I don't play with Dzi beads."

After saying that, he pulled the collar of his T-shirt to prove that there was nothing around his neck.

"You don't play with Dzi beads, but I'm curious."

"Why do you put a Hongxing Erke trademark on your Louis Vuitton T-shirt that costs more than 10,000 yuan?"

"Also, why do you pair your Balenciaga jeans, which cost more than 20,000 yuan, with a Septwolves belt?" Zhang Yang asked with a puzzled look on his face.

"What happened to you, my seven wolves?" Researcher He retorted angrily.

He picked up his clothes and the belt around his waist was made by the same manufacturer as Researcher Geng.

Even the same model!

"Why do you use the same belt? Wait, are they from the same production batch?"

"Are you gay?" Zhang Yang looked at the two middle-aged men in front of him in surprise.

"How is that possible? My wife helped me choose mine." Researcher He replied.

"mine too."

"???"

The scene that followed was somewhat chaotic.

Zhang Yang was too lazy to listen to these scandalous things, so he asked Baoyou to keep the jade belt hook, and then hurriedly disconnected Lian Mai.

…

Half an hour later, in a community in Changnan City.

"Diwu~Diwu~Diwu~"

The two museum workers who were fighting were taken away in a police car.

Baoyou stood by the window, looking at the back of the police car driving away outside the community, and then looked at the jade on the table.

He quickly opened his mobile phone and booked a flight ticket to Linhai for the next day. He then took a screenshot of the ticket order and sent it to "Master Zhang".

After Zhang Yang received the news, he immediately reimbursed him for the round-trip air tickets.

Of course, this is just an advance payment, and in the end it will definitely be the Hailin Museum’s account.

"Buying horse bones with thousands of gold will give our ancestors, treasure friends of Laojiu Sect, another way to clear their name."

Zhang Yang looked out the car window and saw the sea of ​​people in the Hailin Museum exhibition area, feeling very beautiful.

Wait, why are there so many people?

People were queuing up from the exhibition entrance to near the bus stop.

"Sorry, I borrowed it!"

"My wife has given birth to a baby, so I can borrow it for a while."

"Police are on duty, get out of the way!"

With great difficulty, Zhang Yang squeezed his way through the crowd step by step to the staff passage.

"Hey, how could he go through the employee aisle!"

Some enthusiastic tourists pointed at Zhang Yang’s back and asked the librarian who was maintaining order.

"This is our Director Zhang," the librarian introduced.

"Director Zhang? I remember the director of Hailin Museum, wasn't his surname Wang?" asked a familiar tourist.

"Sooner or later, the surname will be Zhang." The old librarian said while looking at the bustling crowd outside the Hailin Museum.

He has worked here for twenty years, and this is the first time he has seen such a big scene.

In fact, not only the librarians, but also Mr. Wang himself was very moved by the grand scene outside the museum.

"Why didn't we think of organizing treasure appraisal activities before?" Wang Guosheng murmured to himself.

"Because Mr. Wang, you are a busy man!" Deputy Director Zou said flatteringly from the side.

"Are you busy? I was really busy before."

"But since Xiao Zhang took over, I haven't been busy for a long time!" Master Wang stared at the office door and said cheerfully.

With a creak, the door opened, and a young and handsome face appeared in front of everyone.

"Teacher Wang!"

Zhang Yang greeted Wang Guosheng excitedly.

If there is an old man in the family, if there is a treasure, and this old expert is in charge, the professionalism of the event is guaranteed, which is already half the success.

For the remaining half, it depends on whether we can produce some more big products to build our reputation.

"When did the teacher arrive?"

"More than an hour ago." Wang Guosheng replied, keeping his eyes on Zhang Yang's face.

"Zhang Yang, you look a lot older now that you have a beard."

"Indeed, when I first met Director Zhang, I thought he was already in his mid-twenties." Deputy Director Zou agreed.

"Haha, aren't you afraid that Deputy Director Zou will think that I have a hairless mouth and a weak work ethic?" Zhang Yang said half-jokingly.

The three of them chatted without saying a word, but they were actually waiting for dinner time to arrive.

At six o'clock, the hotel called and said it had been arranged.

Zhang Yang immediately stood up and prepared to set off.

At this moment, he saw a strange cane at the door.

The whole body of the crutch is brown, with vine patterns carved on it. In the middle part of the crutch, there is a small silver-white metal ring.

It is not impossible to add metal to the crutch, but it is usually at the tip to prevent wear and tear.

This crutch is added in the middle, and it always feels like it is used to splice it after it is broken.

What's even stranger is that Zhang Yang feels vaguely that this crutch looks familiar.

Wang Guosheng noticed Zhang Yang's eyes and smiled:

"Xiao Zhang, what do you think of my crutch?"

"What material is it made of? And what era is it from?"

Master Wang's tone was exactly the same as when he tested Zhang Yang with the red glazed porcelain.

But this time, Zhang Yang's reaction was completely different.

He frowned, as if he was thinking about something difficult to understand.

Seeing that he didn't reply, Wang Guosheng was a little confused.

The question he asked was not the last big question in mathematics for the college entrance examination, so he didn’t need to think about it for so long.

"What's wrong? Is there something wrong with this crutch?"

"Teacher, is this golden nanmu crutch from the middle Ming Dynasty broken in the middle?" Zhang Yang asked.

"Yeah, so I connected the middle with a silver-plated metal ring."

"Teacher, did you buy this yourself?" Zhang Yang continued to ask.

"It was given by an old friend of Yanjing." Wang Guosheng explained.

"Does your old friend have a lot of old things like this? Does he always like to go out in the middle of the night?"

"What do you mean?" Master Wang was a little confused.

"I personally saw the tomb robber dig this crutch out of the tomb." Zhang Yang said confidently.

"???"

Several big question marks appeared on the foreheads of Master Wang and Deputy Director Zou at the same time.

"Wait a minute, I'll find a slice of the live broadcast and show it to you."

It was the first time that Zhang Yang felt that the live recording function was so useful.

Three minutes later, all three people in the office sat on the sofa in silence, forgetting about going to eat.

They were all watching the video of Zhang Yang when he was a tomb robber.

Master Wang's crutch was placed on the coffee table in front of the three of them.

Finally, it was Wang Guosheng who broke the silence.

After all, he was the one holding the stolen goods.

"It seems that this crutch was indeed stolen from the tomb of the Ming Dynasty by the wave of tomb robbers Zhang Yang encountered."

"But even now, I still can't believe that some treasure appraisal experts secretly interact with tomb robbers."