Chapter 142: A Brick Knocks Down a Tomb Robber

The consequence of Sister Gao's shouting was that all the security guards and police officers came.

Among the onlookers, some held guide flags, and some wore colorful hats. Those who didn't know would think that they were holding a 10th anniversary concert.

[Now it's Master Zhang's turn]

[I'm so angry, it's this treasure friend who is in the limelight]

[Strike back against unscrupulous profiteers, justice and reckoning! ]

Zhang Yang was not as optimistic as the barrage.

The biggest problem with gold inlaid jade is the "jade".

The purity and weight of gold can be calculated, but the Hetian jade underneath cannot be calculated.

There are very few plastics in the jade that dare to be sold in the scenic area, and basically all of them can be issued with Hetian jade certificates.

They are all Hetian jades that have been identified by institutions. I say that the jade is worth 580, and the gold on it is worth 8 yuan.

You said that this jade can be bought for 5 yuan in the wholesale market? That's because you don't know the business!

How to break this defense? There is no way to break it.

"Teacher, can you help us identify the price of this jade pendant?"

Sister Gao was like a ticket dealer. The spotlight of this concert finally went to Zhang Yang.

Some people in the crowd had already recognized him and shouted, "This is Master Zhang who is on the microphone appraising treasures."

In the camera, we can see that the police officer was tilting his head to look at him, with a vigilant look on his face.

"This kind of gold-inlaid jade, the market price is generally no more than 20 yuan, and there are the same ones online."

Zhang Yang didn't say much nonsense.

Directly showing your cards is just the first step to deal with such unscrupulous merchants.

The stall owner naturally had to quibble, saying something like "jade is different, gold is also different."

Sister Gao was of course not convinced, and the two sides quarreled in an instant. The police and security guards who were still watching hurriedly took action to maintain order.

The person who helped hold up the phone knew how to fight fraud. Taking advantage of the chaos in the crowd, he quietly slipped behind the stall owner's stall, apparently looking for evidence.

"Brother, or sister? What are you trying to do?" Zhang Yang asked him.

"Teacher Zhang, I'm still in the second year of junior high school." The person who was speaking on the other end of the video was Gao's son.

"I want to find their account book. Generally, unscrupulous merchants will keep accounts."

How many TV dramas have you watched with this idea?

"Huh? Where is their account book?"

The child was looking for it and muttered. Zhang Yang thought for a while and directed:

"Take me to see the other things they sell on the stall first."

"Oh, okay... look."

"What they sell are all the things my mother said, deceptive things."

This time, Zhang Yang finally saw all the information about the items clearly.

Gold inlaid jade, there are not only Hetian jade and gold, but also plastic and copper.

Why do we need to add impurities?

Zhang Yang quickly found the answer to this question on the Internet: because if only gold and jade are used, not only the cost is high, but the key is that it cannot be mass-produced.

A medium must be used to fix the thin piece of gold foil on the jade to create an inlaid feeling.

Impure? That's easy.

Zhang Yang sorted out his thoughts and said, "Handsome boy, have you ever heard of a hero coming on stage?"

"Wait, you do this first..."

[Great, justice falls from the sky again]

[Master Zhang is indeed an old man]

[I declare that this is the real behind-the-scenes flow]

Sister Gao was arguing with the stall owner across the police, and suddenly saw her son coming over with a mobile phone.

"Did Master Zhang say anything?" she asked.

The boy shook his head, took out the gold-inlaid jade pendant he took from his grandmother, and walked forward two steps.

"You lied to my grandmother that this thing was inlaid with gold?"

"Of course, our gold has a certificate."

The female stall owner was arguing with Sister Gao, and the child suddenly interrupted. She didn't think much and answered directly.

What she said was true. The gold was real gold, but it was less than 0.1 grams.

"But I don't think it's gold."

"What do you think? Little boy, can you tell whether it's real gold?" The security captain asked beside him.

"Of course I can." The boy nodded.

He pointed to his eyes and said, "My eyes are golden."

What are golden pupils?

Pupils that can naturally distinguish gold?

Sister Gao had never heard of it, and neither had the stall owner.

Only the policeman had watched the TV series with the same name, and in an instant, the look he gave Sister Gao's son changed.

Is this kid a middle school student or a fool?

"Anyway, no matter what you say, we have a certificate."

"If you don't believe me, you can spend money to get an appraisal and get a certificate for three thousand yuan." The stall owner said impatiently.

"Do you still need an appraisal?"

"Our science teacher said that real gold is not afraid of fire, and you will know after refining it."

Before the stall owner replied, Sister Gao's son had already asked the security captain who had just spoken to borrow a lighter in a very familiar way.

"My dear grandson, you can't burn this. If it burns, they will definitely not let you return it." The old lady stepped forward to stop him.

"Mom, they won't return the money now."

When Sister Gao spoke, her voice was a little anxious.

She is really a good leek.

At this time, her son quietly pointed at the phone, which caught her attention.

There is... the boss in the phone!

"What did you say about the golden pupil just now? Was it pointed out by the boss?"

Sister Gao took the phone and took a quick look.

Just happened to see Zhang Yang, who nodded slightly at the camera.

Okay, we have a clue!

"Brothers and sisters, uncles and aunts present, please bear witness."

"Jin Xiangyu, if the gold is fake, then they are pure fraud!"

Sister Gao took the gold inlaid jade and the lighter and stuffed them into the hands of the police.

"Comrade police, you are the most fair and impartial. If you come to burn, they will not dare to deny it."

Of course the police were unwilling to do such a thing, so they finally pushed it back and forth until it was in the hands of the security captain.

The reason is that this lighter belongs to him and he has better control over it.

"Yes, yes, lighters are difficult to use." The security captain thought angrily: "You are obviously afraid of getting into trouble!"

It's not a problem to have so many people surrounding the scene, but it still needs to be resolved as soon as possible.

He shook his head and fixed the jade pendant on the wooden branch of the stall. With the golden Buddha statue facing down, he slowly burned it with the outer flame of a lighter.

Roast over low heat.

Within half a minute, the smell of burning plastic began to appear in the air.

“It’s plastic, with plastic in it!”

The nearest melon-eaters were making funny sounds while exclaiming.

But it wasn't over yet. Just when the security captain felt that the fraud was confirmed and was about to stop, with a "chi~" sound, the jade pendant actually started to burn!

The jade pendant, which was only slightly larger than your thumb, was ignited with blazing flames and black smoke was emitting from it!

[Is this a jade pendant or coal?]

【on fire】

[These people are really big-hearted, hurry up and put out the fire]

[What kind of material can make such a big fire]

How much plastic is stuffed here?

Zhang Yang was a little confused when he saw such a huge fire.

The security guards at the scene were frightened and quickly used fire extinguishers.

"Master Zhang, what's going on?" Sister Gao asked Zhang Yang in confusion.

Is this fire also included in your calculations?

"Calm down." Zhang Yang said with a smile: "My dear friend, I can only help you up to this point."

…

Sister Gao's trouble was solved, and the subsequent live broadcast process went smoothly.

Everyone invariably took out the gold and jade that had been treasured at home for a long time, and told how they were attracted by the supermarket with first prize tickets, and ended up losing hundreds of yuan.

To sum up: Compared with the experience of being tricked, the leeks in the live broadcast room have never lost.

After the live broadcast ended, Zhang Yang asked Xu Jie to carry the equipment into the car so that he could take it to the museum along the way.

Everyone can just go to work there tomorrow.

On the way to the museum, Zhang Yang's cell phone kept vibrating. Someone was in a hurry and kept sending him messages.

When I got to the museum, I saw a dozen messages, one every two minutes, all with the same content:

[Are you there? ]

The person who sent the message was a male fan in the group.

[I'm here, is there anything important? ]

The other party played two voices in succession:

"Teacher, can you make a voice call? I can't explain clearly by typing."

"It's a very important thing. If it's not important, just block me."

Seeing what the other party said sounded like that, Zhang Yang agreed to the voice application.

As soon as the connection was connected, I heard a man's voice calling from the other side: "Master Zhang!"

Then there was another man's voice: "Shut up, I haven't let you speak yet!"

"Friend Bao, what's going on with you?" Zhang Yang asked.

The voice that spoke at the beginning sounded familiar to him.

"I am Baoyou, he is not." The man who spoke later explained.

Then he started telling what happened.

"Teacher, that's it."

"This afternoon, when the sun was about to set, I went to the fields to look at the crops."

"As soon as I arrived at the grove beside my field, my dog ​​started barking inside."

"Teacher, you may not know that our place is Bozhou. There are many ancient tombs. There are graves everywhere. The ancestral tombs of my family are here."

Bozhou? Zhang Yang thought for a moment, isn't it in Nanwan Province?

There seems to be Cao Cao's tomb in that place.

"I watch your live broadcast every day and know that tomb robbers visit sites during the day and start construction at night, so I became alert at that time."

"As soon as I entered the reed marsh, dear, I saw a hole bigger than the cellar entrance. There were some blue bricks scattered around the hole, and some of them had patterns on them. They looked like old objects at first glance."

"The dog is still barking into the hole."

The blue bricks are probably tomb bricks! Zhang Yang analyzed in his heart.

Baoyou's story is slowly approaching its climax.

"I understood at that time that someone had entered this cave. They wanted to dig up my ancestral grave."

"So I picked up a brick and squatted at the entrance of the cave."

"This dog is quite cautious. He couldn't bark when the dog barked. It was half an hour after I drove the dog home that he sneaked his head out."

"When I go up there, it's like a brick..."

A blue brick was slapped on the head, tsk tsk, something must be wrong with the person.

The man who spoke first just now was probably the tomb robber who got hit with a brick.

But he greeted Zhang Yang as soon as he came up and seemed to know Zhang Yang.

Is he a fellow thief in the group?

At this time, Baoyou finally allowed the tomb robber to speak.

"Master Zhang, it's me, Cheng Laoer."

In the voice, Cheng Zongwen's voice trembled with excitement.

"Tell this dear friend, I really didn't rob the tomb!"

"Master Cheng? Is it really you?"

Zhang Yang honestly didn't believe it.

Didn’t you agree to start a new life? Why did you go into the robbery hole again?

Did you even dig up Baoyou’s ancestral grave?