abnabooks Chapter 170 Legendary Story
Chapter 170 Legendary Story
"You mean, in just a short while, we dug out a Yuanqinghua piece worth 100 million yuan?"
After digging around in the soil for so many years, a few tomb robbers have handled as many as eight thousand cultural relics, if not ten thousand. Yuan Qinghua and the others have not dug up any of them.
When "Guiguzi Down the Mountain" was the most popular, they used to dig many tombs from the Yuan Dynasty and the Ming Dynasty under the leadership of Xiang Baotou, hoping to keep up with the trend and make a fortune.
In the end, nothing was gained, and several brothers got involved.
Of course they wouldn't believe Zhang Yang's words now, which were so baseless.
"One hundred million?" Zhang Yang shook his head: "That's too small."
"Your structure is too small."
"Do you know Gao'an? 19 pieces of Yuan blue and white were found in a cellar, and a Yuan blue and white museum came out directly. There may be more in your tomb!"
Zhang Yang wanted to keep this group of people here and chat for a while.
"Isn't it Gao'an? Let me tell you, not only Yuan Qinghua came out of the construction site, but also Longquan kiln, Jun kiln, and Cizhou kiln."
"My master just left a step too late, otherwise they would have stolen it long ago."
Xiang put his head to the side and patted his servant on the shoulder, indicating that it was time to disconnect the microphone.
The shorter the time, the safer it is.
"Damn, this is too stable!"
Zhang Yang looked at the other party's prompt to disconnect the microphone and gritted his molars.
He has been live streaming treasure appraisal for several months, and he has never seen such a steady tomb robber.
He originally wanted to analyze to the other party how authentic the Suma Liqing on the porcelain was and how exquisite the decoration was.
"I still don't believe it, can you bear it?"
Zhang Yang and Dan Mu chatted casually for two minutes, and sure enough, the other party came to mic again.
"Next time something like this happens, we should set a 100-yuan threshold for even winnings, and try to attract them in a reasonable manner."
Zhang Yang was thinking in his mind and his attention was already on the screen.
This time, the tomb robbers brought out several more blue and white wine glasses from the tomb. Just looking at the decorations, they were obviously the same set as the wine bottles just now.
"Come on, Master Zhang, please explain why these wine glasses have Manchu characters written on them?"
The tomb robber had a questioning tone, trying to deduce from these porcelain cups from the Qing Dynasty that the jug just now was not Yuan blue and white.
"It's okay if you think it's from the Qing Dynasty." Zhang Yang nodded indifferently: "Talk to me privately after you get down, and I'll accept it."
"A four-piece set of Yongzheng blue and white wine bottles, from a private kiln, in good condition. I'll pay three thousand and five thousand."
【I will pay four thousand】
[I will pay five thousand]
[Are you selling wheelchairs here? No one cares whether the thing is genuine Yuan Qinghua? 】
[Can what comes out of the tomb be fake? The anchor’s tone has changed]
[Those who say things are real Yuan blue and white flowers, your intelligence is suitable for robbing tombs]
After listening to Zhang Yang's words, the other side of the video was silent.
When it was almost fifteen seconds, the other person asked aloud:
"You dare to buy something from a tomb robber?"
"Are grave robbers rare? I know a few myself."
Zhang Yang picked up his phone from the table. On it was a photo he had prepared with Mao Shiqi. His own profile picture was mosaicd.
Mao Tugong took the initiative to take this photo, saying that if he encountered Xiang's head, he would take out this photo to prove that Zhang Yang was "one of our own."
"real or fake?"
Tomb robber Lao Shiyi didn't believe Zhang Yang's words and asked to zoom in closer.
When he saw Mao Shiqi's face clearly above him, he was stunned.
"Head, come and see, is this Seventeen?"
"Huh?" Xiang Boutou walked over from the thief's cave with a puzzled look on his face.
When he saw the photos displayed by Zhang Yang, he was stunned.
"It's really him. He is thinner than when we met him." Xiang Bantou murmured to himself, while looking at Zhang Yang: "When did you meet?"
"That's quite old~"
Zhang Yang showed a stunned expression, as if recalling the past.
In fact, I quickly added it based on Mao Shiqiu's personal experience.
"This is an epic story involving love, family, friendship, ethics, redemption, punishment, crime, society, history... and other factors. I generally call it "The Past of Mao Shiqi"."
"At that time, Xiao Mao was still a laborer on the construction site in front of our pawn shop, and I was just an ordinary teller."
"Once, he walked into the pawn shop in a panic carrying a dirty jar and told me that a relative in his hometown sent an antique and wanted to see if he could use it as some money."
"I took the jar and took a look. Half of the jar was filled with blood-red liquid, and there was a white severed finger floating on the surface of the liquid..."
[Damn, what a heavy mouth]
【legend? Ye Qing Hui]
[Why did the ninety-year-old woman come back to life, why did hundreds of sows scream in the middle of the night, and who is the mastermind behind the scenes]
[I hope this story won’t end]
Zhang Yang mixed "Chang Chen tells ghost stories", "Lao Liang's stories", "legendary stories" and other messy things together with Mao Shiqi's experience, and told them for seven or eight minutes.
This kind of story highlights a story that turns over and over a thousand times, that is, people who come back to the story will continue to listen to the beginning of the story before dying.
A few tomb robbers who usually had little entertainment were naturally attracted.
Zhang Yang didn't dare to take a breath when he thought that the Internet police were tracking him.
After he finished speaking, his throat was almost filled with smoke.
"That's it? Isn't it too short?" Lao Si asked Zhang Yang with a still unfinished expression: "But I didn't expect Lao Qi to have experienced such a legendary story."
"When he said this, I remembered the back view of Brother Seventeen when he walked towards the police with a bronze in one hand and said, 'Who is the police? I want to surrender.' He was really domineering." Forty-five was standing aside. recalled.
"You're so domineering, look at your hair, you look like a girl."
"If you hadn't touched Brother Seventeen in the middle of the night, I don't think he would have surrendered."
"..."
The tomb robbers kept talking to each other, and Zhang Yang became more and more shocked as he listened.
They were all men, so how could they still hear the love-hate relationship between them and Mao Shiqi?
"Okay, stop making noise."
Shout to the leader and the others will immediately fall silent.
"Master Zhang, let me ask you one last time, is this your ancestral tomb?"
"No." Zhang Yang replied in a hoarse voice: "So don't dig blindly, you are digging wrong!"
"That won't work. We believe in your vision. Since you said this is Yuan Qinghua, we must dig to the bottom."
Xiang Boss didn't completely believe what Zhang Yang said, but because he took out a photo with Mao Shiqi, his attitude changed somewhat.
After all, Mao Shiqi was in prison to take the blame for his brothers. It was not appropriate to bully his brothers' friends at this time.
"Okay, in a few days, we will deliver your share to you."
Leaving such a sentence before leaving, it can be regarded as a small threat and inducement.
He didn't even realize how many people were paying attention to Zhang Yang's live broadcast room...
At this time, at the Linhai City Public Security Bureau, the Internet police officer responsible for tracking IPs was typing on the keyboard so hard that it almost started to smoke.
"This group of people were too cautious and used two layers of private VPN. Fortunately, they used the same software when connecting to the microphone."
"Captain, we found the place!"
Captain Sun was supervising the battle nearby. When he heard this, he looked nervous and excited.
The more complicated the methods used by the suspects and the more capable they are of finding out the other party's address, the more capable their cyber police team is.
After reading the address, Captain Sun quickly asked the police to send the location to Captain Liu and others who had already set off in advance.
"Captain, do you need to summon this Master Zhang? He looks like an accomplice of the tomb robber." The new cyber policeman asked Captain Sun.
"What you said makes sense." Captain Sun nodded: "But after the case is solved, I will prepare the certificate and then talk about it."