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"Come on, director, give me the camera." Zhang Yang took a picture of Xu Jie behind him.

His original intention was to capture the live broadcast with this Cheng family member, but the other party cleverly avoided the camera.

He also said off-camera: "We won't interrupt your live broadcast, you can continue."

Is this not disturbing? So what is an interruption?

"It's okay, let's discuss it together." Zhang Yang gritted his teeth and said, "The basis of my judgment lies in the shape of this thing."

"The color of the things is indeed very similar to the Longquan kiln in the mid-Ming Dynasty."

"But pay attention to the hollow part. It is very rough, which is a typical aesthetic of the grassland people."

"If you have seen the hollow Cong-style bottles of the Ming Dynasty, you will know that people's aesthetics at that time was more delicate than this. On the contrary, these crude and broad-minded utensils often appeared in the late Yuan Dynasty."

"So what?" Cheng Zongyin said.

He didn't come to discuss with Zhang Yang at all, but to make people unable to step down.

When the time comes, find someone to cut off the beginning and end of the video and edit it, "Righteous passer-by kills unscrupulous appraiser", and buy some trolls, it will be enough to label Master Zhang as "untalented and unethical".

There was no need for him, the chairman, to do this in person, but wasn't it time to catch up?

Adhering to this concept, Cheng Zongyin opened the bar:

"What I want to ask is, even if this porcelain has all the characteristics of the Yuan Dynasty, couldn't it have been made by Yuan Dynasty craftsmen who lived into the early Ming Dynasty?"

"Who can tell clearly what happened over the past few decades?"

After hearing this, Zhang Yang called out: Good guy!

Using a theoretical special case to refute, this line has at least twenty years of skill.

Zhang Yang glanced at the barrage and said it was okay. There were still many normal people in the world.

[This pure passerby is really a good guy]

[According to him, don’t stop generations in the future. What if there is a craftsman who lives forever? 】

[Whether this needs to be sent for thermoluminescence can be determined]

[It’s useless, thermoluminescence is not that precise either]

[It is recommended that the anchor directly use his theory to prove that you are his father. Anyway, it is only a few decades away]

"Brother, do you want to interact with the barrage in my live broadcast room?" Zhang Yang said with a smile.

Cheng Zongyin waved his hand, took a step back to prevent Zhang Yang from exposing him, and then said: "You guys are doing live broadcasts, and the comments are all from fans. What they say is meaningless."

Hearing this, Zhang Yang knew without looking at the barrage that the audience in the live broadcast room would definitely start cursing.

Forget it, just kill the game.

Zhang Yang asked the other party: "Then how do you conclude that the things are from the early Ming Dynasty, not the late Yuan Dynasty?"

"I don't need to judge this. The museum has written it in the Ming Dynasty."

"Oh, that's right!" Zhang Yang nodded and returned to the camera: "Brothers, wait for me for two minutes."

Two minutes, for most people, is just a moment of daze, but as long as you are fast enough, you can do a lot of things.

Zhang Yang quickly returned to the curator's office and dialed Wang Jianye's number at the same time.

A minute and a half later, he was back in front of the camera.

"Back, brothers."

[The anchor is so fast! 】

[Did you call security?]

[Hurry up and get rid of this kind of influencer, it will affect the perception of the live broadcast room]

"It's okay. This problem can be easily solved."

"My friend who is just a stranger, do you think this thing is from the Ming Dynasty? Is there a possibility that the staff at the time made a mistake."

"Wrong writing?" Cheng Zongyin smiled sarcastically: "Why didn't you say..."

Before he could finish his words, he was stunned when he saw Zhang Yang's actions.

Zhang Yang took out a bunch of keys from his pocket, squatted in front of the display cabinet, and used one of the keys to open the small cabinet under the display cabinet.

After entering the password, the glass display cabinet displaying Longquan celadon porcelain opened!

That's not all yet. Zhang Yang took out a black gel pen from his pocket, pulled out the piece of paper with the introduction of porcelain in the display cabinet, and in front of tens of thousands of viewers, crossed out "Ming Dynasty" on it and changed it to "Ming Dynasty". It became the "end of the Yuan Dynasty".

Then he closed the glass door of the showcase.

"You, how can you change the words on it at will?" Cheng Zongyin's anxious words were a little unsmooth.

"Sorry, I wrote it wrong before." Zhang Yang looked at the live broadcast camera and said: "Old fans should know that I used to work in a museum, which happens to be the museum we are in now."

"In our museum, if we highlight something that is wrong, we will correct it. It is absolutely not a good idea."

"Cultural relics should be based on real evidence, rather than just patting your head and thinking about it."

"Eh? Why is this just a stranger leaving now?"

…

After being scolded by Zhang Yang, Cheng Zongyin returned to the visiting team with a blue face.

Chen Yanguang did not dare to speak the whole time and could only stand by silently.

It was Cheng Deyi who understood clearly and made the connection seamless. He stepped forward and arranged for the eldest and second son of the Cheng family to direct the removal of cultural relics in the van, while the rest of the group followed the guide to visit the museum.

After discussing the donation, everyone will take a group photo together.

After everyone else had followed the commentator, Cheng Deyi suddenly patted his eldest son on the shoulder.

"Where's Director Wang? Why don't you see his people?"

"Maybe it's because there are so many of us that it's not convenient for us to come forward. After all, the donation has not been completely finalized."

Cheng Zongyin actually felt something was wrong. He once took out his mobile phone and wanted to call Director Wang, but after seeing Zhang Yang, he temporarily gave up the idea.

He wanted to make Zhang Yang look embarrassed, but the opponent's punches were unorganized and he couldn't catch them.

"Okay, what was the situation between you and that anchor just now?" Cheng Deyi saw everything and asked now.

"That person often targets our group's business." Cheng Zongyin briefly reported the previous events to his father.

"Can't you handle such a small role?"

Cheng Deyi asked with a frown, not hiding the dissatisfaction in his tone.

"I'm afraid of completely breaking up."

"I'm afraid of this, I'm afraid of that, can we still do business?" Cheng Deyi was very dissatisfied with his eldest son's answer: "Didn't I teach you how to do things at Chongqing University back then, so you should be free to do it?"

"Some people value face more than we do, so if you are shameless, you deserve to be rich."

"Okay, you should hurry up and do this. I don't want to come to the Hailin Museum again and see someone live broadcasting here."

"Okay." Cheng Zongyin agreed in a deep voice.

After he ordered to unload the antiques, he immediately went to Wang Jianye's office to find someone.

But after knocking on the door, I found no response at all.

On the way back, he bumped into Cheng Laoer, who told him that the door of the reception room where they had been received was also locked.

Cheng Zongyin quickly called Wang Jianye, but it showed that the other party's phone was turned off.

"No wonder they didn't come to greet us. It seems they've ignored us." Cheng Laoer said with a playful smile.

"Why? Didn't we have a good chat last time?" Cheng Zongyin was puzzled.

At this moment, a staff member of the museum passed by, and the Cheng brothers hurriedly greeted him.

"Hello, we are here to see Director Wang. We have made an appointment to meet him in the evening, but we can't contact him now."

"Do you know where he is now?"

"My surname is Gao, you can call me Sister Gao." said Sister Gao, who was wearing a staff uniform.

After saying that, she stopped talking and looked at the Cheng brothers silently.

"Okay, Sister Gao, where is your curator now?" Cheng Zongyin didn't hesitate.

"Yes." Sister Gao responded and replied: "The curator has gone out a long time ago. The only person in charge now is Researcher Zhang."

"Then where is he?"

"It was live broadcast in the hall just now, didn't you see it?"