Live shop exploration: 200 yuan to challenge the antique street

Chapter 214: There Really Was a Han Tomb Stolen! (Seek to follow up)
"What's your name?" Hojo Murano looked at Chu Ang earnestly.

"..."

Chu Ang was speechless.

"Hahaha, I laughed so hard, I don't know the name of the anchor, so I asked my daughter to marry the anchor, this Yingren's brain really doesn't understand...

"Although I can't see the host's expression, I can also imagine that the host must be very speechless..."

"Anchor. Do you want a wife?"

"Speechless! If it were me... I would just follow up, hehe (smirk)..."

"The one upstairs is purely obscene. The anchor is worth more than a billion yuan. There is no shortage of women. Besides, Liu Yun is also pretty good. She is a pretty girl. She has a good family background, is also pretty, and has a gentle personality..."

"Hey, Zhao Shi, Liu Yun, Hojo Izumi, the anchor must have a headache, when will I want to worry about this kind of problem (sigh)..."

"This life may be useless, let's have a good pregnancy in the next life!"

"..."

Chu Ang looked at Beitiao Quanzi, then at Beitiao Murano, and secretly said, "This guy is very nervous... he must be sick!"

In front of his daughter, Chu Ang was not easy to swear, but he did tactfully refuse Hojo Murano's proposal.

But Hojo Murano rubbed his hands excitedly, "Don't refuse in a hurry, talk more, just in case the two of you are right for each other!"

"Our Hojo family is also a well-known local family in Nagoya. If you marry my daughter, you will have no worries about food and clothing for the rest of your life!"

Chu Ang curled his lips, not very interested in Hojo Murano's proposal,

Worry about food and clothing?

Chu Ang is now worth more than one billion at any rate, and his food and clothing are enough!

Chu Ang waved his hand, "Don't be joking..."

After speaking, Chu Ang strode forward, wanting to leave this place of right and wrong earlier.

Hojo Murano chuckled, "Quanzi, you should learn more from Mr. Chu, Mr. Chu is an expert in the study of ancient Chinese culture!"

"Hi!"

Quanzi nodded, and quickly followed Chu Ang, "Mr. Chu, wait for me!"

"hey-hey…"

Hojo Murano had a gratifying smile on his old father's face. He didn't look back until the two people's backs disappeared completely in the exhibition hall.

At this moment, his eyes were dark, as silent as a deep pool. "Daughter...don't blame father..."

"The treasure left by Chu Jialiang...not only the Gao family is thinking about it, but your grandfather never forgets it during his lifetime!"

.........

"Mr. Chu, is this your car?"

"So cool..."

Quanzi's beautiful face looked extraordinarily bright under the sunlight, and her eyes shone with dazzling brilliance.

Although Chu Ang didn't like Hojo Murano, but he really couldn't hate Quanzi who was like the sister next door.

"Can I sit in the co-pilot seat?" Quanzi's eyes shone brightly like black jewels, and those clear eyes made people want to hold them in the palm of their hands and take care of them.

"Can I take the co-pilot seat? Brothers in the live broadcast room, who can stand it!"

"If you can't stand it, you have to stand it. This is a beauty trick. Don't be fooled by the anchor. The Dongying people want to corrupt your heart in this way!"

"Let go of her, let me do it!"

"Good guy... I call him good guy!"

"..."

Chu Ang sighed and was about to say something when the phone on his chest vibrated suddenly.

Chu Ang looked down and found that it was actually Zhao Chengjin who called, and made a silent gesture to Quanzi to signal her not to speak.

"..."

Quanzi quickly covered his mouth, looking extremely obedient.

Chu Ang nodded in satisfaction, and then connected Zhao Chengjin's call.

Before Chu Ang could speak, Professor Zhao's eager voice came from the phone, "Mr. Chu, when are you coming back?"

Zhao Chengjin was the youngest among the many professors at the Old Palace Museum, and he was also the most knowledgable person. He usually followed Chu Ang's lead in his work, as if he wanted to be a "minister supporting the dragon".

It often made Chu Ang dumbfounded.

Chu Ang frowned, "Is something wrong?"

"We're here...too bad, I can't tell you clearly on the phone, you'd better come back soon..." On the other end of the phone, Professor Zhao's voice was very anxious.

"Okay... I'll go back right away!"

After hanging up the phone, Chu Ang didn't hesitate, and was about to drive to the Old Palace Museum. He caught a glimpse of Izumi Beitiao beside him like a follower, and thought for a while, "You can follow...but don't talk, you will arrive at my work place later, you have to stay lounge…"

"Okay, Quanzi will hear it very well, and it will never affect Mr. Chu's work!" Quanzi nodded repeatedly.

Chu Ang didn't say much, and drove to the Old Palace Museum.

As soon as he entered the office, Zhao Chengjin came up with an ancient coin.

Chu Ang glanced at it, and said in surprise, "The "Han five baht ancient coin" among the five emperors' coins..."

"It's quite new, just like it just came out of the oven..."

"However, this ancient coin should not sell for a high price in the antique shop, because there are a lot of five baht coins in existence..."

"If it is a five baht coin that is formed by errors in engraving and casting, it can be sold at a good price!"

Zhao Chengjin was amazed for a while, and recognized the origin of this ancient coin at a glance. Chu Ang's vision is quite powerful in the entire Chinese cultural relics circle.

Chu Ang looked at Zhao Chengjin suspiciously, "What's wrong with this ancient coin?"

The name of the Great Five Emperors' Coin is also very famous in the antique world. If the professors of the Old Palace Museum can't recognize this treasure, Chu Ang would not believe it.

Zhao Chengjin didn't explain, turned around and looked outside the door, "Come in..."

After the voice fell, two security guards walked in carrying a box.

Chu Ang walked in and took a look, and found that the box was full of ancient coins of the Han Dynasty, including Han five baht, eight and a half taels of money, pod money, etc. There were many kinds.

Why are there so many?

Has the means of counterfeiting been upgraded recently?

Chu Ang was puzzled, and then checked with the system.

[Object: Han five baht]

【Material: Copper】

【Production time: Western Han Dynasty】

……

[Object: Three Han baht coins]

【Material: Copper】

【Production time: Western Han Dynasty】

……

[Object: Eight and a half two coins]

【Production time: Western Han Dynasty】

……

A large box full, without exception, is genuine.

"Hey..." Chu Ang was shocked, "It's all true!"

Zhao Chengjin on the side agreed. "This was discovered by a professor from the Old Palace Museum yesterday when he was visiting Liulichang. There are so many ancient coins of the Han Dynasty, although they are worthless, they are all new, just like... just like..."

Chu Ang's eyes flickered, and he instantly understood Zhao Chengjin's implication, and said, "It looks like it was just unearthed. Do you suspect that an ancient tomb has been stolen?"

Zhao Chengjin nodded, "Yes, no matter how well preserved the antiques are, they will have a sense of time when they are visible. This is the same as new. The last time there were so many ancient coins was when the tomb of Marquis Haihun was excavated. At that time, more than 200 million pieces of five baht coins weighing more than 10 tons were unearthed!"

Chu Ang thought about it.

Suddenly, he remembered something again...

Before... before Mr. Cao's funeral jade cicada!
"..."

Chu Ang's pupils dilated, "It's true that the tomb of the Han Dynasty has been stolen!"

　Seek collection, seek follow-up
　　
　
(End of this chapter)