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In the coffee shop, Wang Jianye sighed.

"Zhang Yang, will you keep this matter a secret for me?"

"What's the matter?" Zhang Yang pretended not to understand.

"Eh? What a coincidence, Director Wang, you are here too."

"Hahaha, yes, what a coincidence!" Wang Jianye replied with a smile.

He clasped his hands together and bowed to Zhang Yang.

What a great gift!

Zhang Yang nodded, agreeing.

After listening to Wang Jianye's self-report, in Zhang Yang's eyes, the "turtle man" in front of him had lost the word "sea" in his character.

Wang Jianye’s story, in a nutshell, is:

An international student nerd had a girlfriend he had been dating for six years. After graduation, he discovered that he was just one of his girlfriend's "dad friends", or "talking ATM" for short.

And when he returned to China and inherited his family's wealth and social status, he suddenly discovered that he had become a diamond king?

Many people took the initiative to post, and Wang Jianye was quite capable, so he selected the most outrageous Fang Tiantian.

Then, he was PUAd.

The bracelet that Fang Tiantian returned just now was a gift carefully selected by Wang Jianye for her four days ago.

What's outrageous is that the two are still in a romantic (supporting) relationship.

Perhaps because he was afraid that Zhang Yang would misunderstand something, Wang Jianye took the initiative to explain:

"Tiantian's family conditions are not very good, so she takes money very seriously."

"But she didn't take the initiative to ask me for money, which shows that she still cares about me."

"Hmm, that should be it."

For the sake of cooperation in a few days, Zhang Yang suppressed the discomfort and nodded.

His nod was not entirely against his will.

After all, even if you go to an ATM to withdraw money, you have to worry about whether your card will be swallowed. Who can say that Fang Tiantian doesn't care?

"Let's go collect the goods, won't she...?"

Zhang Yang cares about another thing.

"She will definitely not go. I know you don't like her." Wang Jianye replied very seriously.

At this time, his thinking level returned to the level of the museum director who had returned from studying abroad.

"Haha, you can't even talk about it." Of course Zhang Yang would not admit it.

After asking this question, he could be sure: it was none of his business, it was just an overnight meal.

After saying goodbye to Wang Jianye, Zhang Yang didn't even feel like shopping anymore and went straight back to his apartment.

In the evening, he listened to Teacher Catfish's live broadcast and watched "From Luoyang Shovel to Sewing Machine".

If there is an experience bar above the head, you can see that Zhang Yang's "knowledge system" and "speaking skills" are gradually improving.

…

At this time, in a nearly abandoned tea garden more than ten miles away from the entrance of Qiu Mingshan Village, Chen Yanguang's experience bar was also increasing.

However, it is a matter of tomb robbing.

"It turns out this thing is a Luoyang shovel!"

Wei Fuguang reached for the shovel Shen Laoer put on the ground.

"Don't touch it, be careful to leave fingerprints!"

Huang Bin stopped him and gave an explanation in a low voice:

"If these two brothers lied to us and their surname was not Shen, then they would be robbing graves now."

"Grave robbing is a crime. If you touch the shovel, you won't be able to tell."

Chen Yanguang nodded in agreement and pulled Wei Fuguang back.

"Awe, calm down."

If two people have the character "光" in their names, they cannot be called by their first names and can only be distinguished by their surnames.

"Then if we see them committing crimes and don't stop them, is it okay?"

"It's okay, the law won't make things difficult for anyone. They have something to do. Who dares to stop them will risk their lives?" Chen Yanguang reasoned from common sense.

Huang Bin, a half-assed lawyer, nodded in support.

"No, what do I think? You two are here to promote law for me?" Wei Fuguang looked confused: "Didn't you agree to keep an eye on them and dig them out?"

"It's not a delay." Huang Bin shrugged.

"Shh, it's here, shipped!"

Chen Yanguang waved his hand and stopped the two of them. From the burglar's cave not far away, a hand had already been stretched out.

"Boss, we got something good."

"Okay, okay, don't worry, let's go back first and then talk."

An hour later, the Shen family.

Under the yellow incandescent light, two benches were placed together, with three things placed on them.

They were all taken out by the Shen brothers from the tombs of their ancestors.

"Which one should I start with?" Huang Bin asked his two companions.

He was the only one among the few who was not attracted to the baby.

Because he was not interested at all, it was Wei Fuguang who forced him to come.

"Just this golden incense burner."

Wei Fuguang pointed to the utensil on the far left and said.

It was a metal fragrance in the shape of an auspicious animal, exuding golden light.

The auspicious beast has four legs, a snake coiled on its head, and the stove lid is the auspicious beast's head. When you see this thing, you can easily imagine the picture of curling cigarettes coming out of the auspicious beast's mouth.

"What era is this probably from?"

Wei Fuguang discussed with Chen Yanguang in a low voice. Opposite them, the Shen brothers sat around the table, leaving enough space for the three bosses to discuss.

"I don't know, I'll use image recognition software."

"It's out, this is...see for yourselves."

Huang Bin had already searched out the things while the two accomplices were discussing.

The mobile phone showed that this was [Qing Kangxi, gilt copper, auspicious beast-shaped aromatherapy].

Gad auction price, 22W.

"All the gold on this auction has been lost, but not a bit has been lost on ours." Wei Fuguang whispered to the other two people.

"Okay, just know it yourself. This thing is in the coffin, so it should be well preserved."

Chen Yanguang remembered that he had heard in Zhang Yang's live broadcast room that antiques that seemed flawless at first glance were either fake or came from tombs.

Of course the one in front of me came from the tomb.

When Shen Laoer was digging the hole just now, some soil splashed into Chen Yanguang's shoes, but he didn't have time to pour it out.

"Okay, let's continue. Awei, let's search one each."

"okay!"

…

The next afternoon.

In a country hotel room near Qiu Mingshan Village, Chen Yanguang was telling his two partners to wait for the live broadcast.

"Remember, whatever Master Zhang says is true. Even if he says these three things are fake, don't fight with him."

"Otherwise, you will be the electronic pickle of tens of thousands of people in the slices at Xiaopo Station tomorrow."

"Understand?"

"So serious?" Wei Fuguang was surprised.

He knew that his brother liked to watch live broadcasts, but that was limited to female anchors. When did he meet such a powerful male anchor.

Huang Bin was more practical. He asked Chen Yanguang directly: "What if this Master Zhang says that we are idiots?"

"No, his quality is still guaranteed." Chen Yanguang shook his head.

"I mean, if."

Chen Yanguang thought for a while. Although Zhang Yang had never called anyone a fool, he himself had scolded many people who came to appraise treasures on the barrage.

Especially the National Treasure Gang and those brainless gangsters.

He could only say: "If there is any, you should wrong yourselves first."

"Okay, I understand."

Huang Bin nodded and understood where his bottom line would be during the live broadcast.

That means there is no bottom line.

"Brothers, here we come, welcome this treasured friend named [Outlaw Zhang San]."

A loud voice came from the speaker of the mobile phone, and Chen Yanguang quickly hid aside.

Huang Bin, wearing white gloves, held a red lacquerware that was about the same size as a power bank in front of the camera.