Chapter 107 Large Orders from Europe

"Eh? Zhang Yang, where did you go just now?"

Grandpa Lu saw Zhang Yang walking back from the stage with a gloomy face and asked curiously.

However, he only asked symbolically, and then immediately said:

"Just now, I have introduced your situation to Nan Nan, and she is very satisfied with you."

"It just so happens that the mountain view over there is pretty nice. Why don't you go there together? Let's get to know each other."

Grandpa Lu is definitely a qualified wingman, but unfortunately Zhang Yang has no time to think about this now.

He paused for a moment and said in a very formal tone:
"Elder Lu, as a member of the sect, can you put aside your personal feelings for now?"

"Huh? What's wrong?"

Grandpa Lu asked with a strange look on his face.

Zhang Yang glanced at Grandma Xue and the others, lowered his voice, and explained in very brief words:
"Someone wants to steal our sect's business."

"The Tukeng section has now reached a critical moment of life and death. If we are not careful, the reputation of our sect will be destroyed."

“Although your elders were bought with money, at a time like this, even if you don’t want to help, don’t cause trouble for me.”

"Is it that serious?"

Seeing that Zhang Yang didn't seem to be joking, Grandpa Lu's expression instantly became serious.

Behind him, Grandma Xue came over and asked:
"What's wrong with you? Why are you all so serious?"

Grandpa Lu immediately turned around and said to her:
"I'm sorry, Xiao Xue, I have more important things to do right now, go and have fun by yourself!"

"???"

Facing Grandma Xue's questioning gaze, Grandpa Lu still showed a firm look.

He shook his head silently, turned back and said to Zhang Yang:

"I'm already focused, what do you want me to do?"

"it is good!"

Zhang Yang gave his grandfather two thumbs up and went on to talk about his plan.

Soon, Grandpa Lu walked towards Zhang Sanfeng with firm steps.

After a while, he returned to Zhang Yang with a smile of victory.

"It's done!"

"So fast?"

"Nonsense, don't you think about who I am?" Grandpa Lu showed a proud smile on his face.

With just a few words, he successfully convinced the two men to take him and Zhang Yang to visit Zhang Sanfeng's workshop later.

Later, Zhang Yang asked Xiao Shen and found out that his grandfather had once been deceived into a small porcelain workshop.

When he left, the owner of the workshop knelt down and sang "Conquer" while sending him out.

There's nothing I can do, I earn too much.

Later, my grandfather became famous because of this, and it was spread among the people:
If your small workshop can no longer operate, before closing it, you must try to invite Lu Mingfei over, maybe it can be revived.

But this time it's different.

With Zhang Yang by his side, Grandpa Lu was full of confidence in every move he made.

The scene quickly returned to its previous calm because of the security guards maintaining order.

Naturally, the group of scammers next to the stage also came out to sell goods again.

But the effect is not good.

Just as Zhang Yang thought, they showed everything in the box, but except for the toddler, almost no one spoke to them.

Everyone present here is a national treasure gang, and what they have in their hands are the same ones from the Forbidden City. You can sell European antiques, but they have to be the same ones from the Louvre, right?
Who is the broken wine glass looking down on?
Some even mocked:

"You like foreign cultural relics so much. It's really unfair for you to be born in China."

Zhang Sanfeng was humiliated by the rebuke.

Zhang Yang clenched his fists as he watched from below.

Because the other party was being insulted in the name of "Zhang Guoqiang's father".

He could only take a few photos quickly and wait to explain to everyone during the next broadcast: Zhang Guoqiang is definitely not a banana man.

……

3pm.

Zhang Sanfeng and his friends packed up their stall dejectedly, came to Zhang Yang, and invited Grandpa Lu to go and take a look at their workshop.

They didn't sell any of the foreign goods they prepared today.

But it doesn’t matter.

Because in their eyes, Grandpa Lu in front of them is just a mobile wallet.

This group of swindlers are thinking:

As long as I can lure this guy named Lu into my small workshop and brainwash him, I should have a secure income for the next half month.

Don't worry about not getting anything today.

When they saw Zhang Yan's G-Class, they were even more certain of this.

Even on the way back, they had already started discussing how to "slaughter" him.

Zhang Yang drove behind their tricycle, starting from the resort and driving about seven or eight kilometers, and finally turned into a small mountain village beside the national highway.

Zhang Sanfeng’s workshop is located here.

The road in the village was a bit narrow, so Zhang Yang parked the car at the entrance of the village.

After getting off the car, he asked knowingly:
“Is this the Good Luck Village?”

"Yes, it used to be called Good Luck Village, but now it's called Jiufeng Village. But because our previous customers all recognized the Good Luck Village brand, we still call it by the old name."

"I see……"

Zhang Yang thought to himself, this can all be explained, there is really nothing that can stump you guys!

Several people walked along the cement road in the village, and the doors of the houses they encountered along the way were all closed.

It was broad daylight, but I didn't see anyone.

It was not until he saw the signs of "Huanghuali for sale", "Bronze for sale" and "Arts and crafts shop" hanging on the doors of some houses that Zhang Yang realized:

The people in this village should all go to the resort to help sell fake goods to the National Treasure Gang.

This seems to be a village that specializes in making imitations.

Zhang Yang didn't even know that there was such a place in Qingzhou City.

He really wanted to open the map and mark it.

But for fear of alerting the enemy, I held back.

As soon as he entered Zhang Sanfeng's yard, Zhang Yang saw the Mercedes-Benz parked in the yard.

It looks like a new one.

Zhang Sanfeng also noticed Zhang Yang's look and proudly introduced:

"This is the Maybach I paid in full last month. Since our Good Luck Village became famous, many people have come to us to order bronze artifacts."

“Not only domestic ones, but also foreign ones.”

"So you can be completely assured of the technology here. We can do anything."

Zhang Yang rarely responded.

His back teeth creaked as he clenched his teeth. It turned out that his business had been taken over by them!

Although I don’t know how they cut the profit, the profit is definitely not small, and the cars in the yard are not deceptive.

Seeing that Zhang Yang didn't say anything, Grandpa Lu quickly stepped forward to respond to Zhang Sanfeng.

He also changed the subject very smoothly and asked to see their most proud work.

This is also the main purpose of Zhang Yang and Grandpa Lu coming here:
Find out the level of this group of people and their business scope, and then expose them on Zhang Guoqiang’s official account.

In this way, if someone is cheated, they will not have to go to Douyin to complain about Zhang Yang's fraud.

At the same time, it can also prevent Zhang Sanfeng and his gang from continuing to cheat.

“Our most proud work…”

After hearing what Grandpa Lu said, Zhang Sanfeng and his accomplice Awei fell into a brief thought.

They initially supplied the National Treasure Gang, and they made whatever was in the Forbidden City.

Later, when the five-piece suits worn by old men on construction sites became popular, they began to imitate other people's products, but they made them and sold them themselves.

Later on, I started accepting custom orders for imitation products.

What proud works are there?
But since Grandpa Lu had asked so many questions, they felt a little embarrassed if they didn't come up with something.

The two looked at each other, and Ah Wei spoke up:
"We have basically finished all the domestic orders. The finished products we have are all orders from abroad that we haven't had time to send out yet. Do you want to take a look?"

Foreign products are made more seriously and are more confident in what they produce.

"Okay." Zhang Yang nodded heavily.

He really wanted to know how many of his orders these people had snatched away.

Led by Awei, several people came to a long wooden box.

Perhaps to facilitate inspection, the baffle on one side of the wooden box can be pulled out.

Inside the box was a carriage of a very strange shape.

A horse with long wheels under its feet was pulling a round plate with a lot of gold foil pasted on it.

“Isn’t this thing right?”

Grandpa Lu used his limited knowledge of antiques to analyze:

"When a horse pulls a cart, the rope should be tied to the horse's back, no matter what!"

"How come there is a rope tied to a horse's foot?"

"Also, your horse is made of bronze, why is there so little rust on it?"

"Old Lu is right!" Zhang Yang said with a thumbs up.

As the head of the sect, he was very pleased to see Grandpa Lu making progress.

As for Zhang Sanfeng and others, they said that this was a replica of Denmark's national treasure, the Sun Chariot from 1400 BC.

Zhang Yang didn't pay any attention to it at all.

Ever since what happened to Anna, he has become desensitized to European artifacts.

He wouldn't be surprised if a bronze nuclear submarine was unearthed in Europe.

He was just curious: "How much does it cost to make something like this?"

"Oh, are you interested too, little brother?"

"Yes." Grandpa Lu stepped forward very cleverly and explained to Zhang Yang: "He is not only my grandson, but also a good disciple that I brought up."

"The eldest disciple!"

As soon as these words were spoken, in the eyes of Zhang Sanfeng and the other two, Zhang Yang was defined as a young national treasure who could make a fortune!

Ah Wei immediately came out and explained:
"This is a product ordered by a European museum. See the gold foil on it? It's all real gold we bought, so the price is quite expensive, 50,000 Euros."

"Fifty thousand... euros?"

Zhang Yang repeated the price and quickly calculated it, which was equivalent to 35 RMB.

The cost of the thing is about 1000 yuan, which is almost negligible.

If you want to make money, you still have to earn foreign exchange!
In addition to making this large bronze chariot, Zhang Sanfeng and his colleagues also have a number of large-volume orders.

The weapons and armor are mainly made of bronze, and you can tell at a glance that they are of the Nordic style.

Although the unit price is not high, the quantity is large.

Moreover, the requirements for aging are not high, just ordinary electroplating or acid corrosion. No one would buy it at Pan Jiayuan's stall.

Therefore, the profit is quite considerable, and you can earn four or five hundred euros for any one item.

When I think that starting from tomorrow, my junior sister will have to work hard to make a bronze seal for 300 yuan each, and she requires it to be a high-quality imitation.

Zhang Yang felt sorry for Shen Yiyi.

Even without his guidance, Shen Yiyi's level is much better than the two people in front of her.

In the end, he earned less than a fraction of what the other party earned.

The more I think about it, the more uncomfortable I feel.

Zhang Yang found an opportunity and quietly communicated with Grandpa Lu, asking him to find a way to use the language of art to ask these two people:
How did they get this kind of business?
How come Europeans, looking for a lucky village, find it on their heads?

Grandpa nodded and made an OK gesture to Zhang Yang.

While looking at a piece of bronze artifact, he coughed softly:
"Brother Sanfeng, I have a question. You said that all your things were sold to Europeans. Are you lying to me?"

"It's not that I don't trust you, it's just that a liar told me before that he was making porcelain for the Forbidden City."

"There are too many people who deceive the world and steal reputations nowadays. We have to be on guard!"

"I see! Let me explain."

Zhang Sanfeng answered with understanding.

He just happened to be able to explain this problem.

And he was willing to explain.

Because he and Awei both hope to gain the trust of the two leeks, one old and one young, as soon as possible.

……

After leaving Zhang Sanfeng's house, Zhang Yang returned to the car, and the first thing he did was to transfer 20,000 yuan to Grandpa Lu.

They just placed an order for the Houmuwu Ding, hoping to tire Zhang Sanfeng and the others out as much as possible.

Twenty thousand yuan was the deposit paid by Grandpa Lu.

But compared to the news we received, the 20,000 yuan is simply not worth mentioning.

"Why are you giving me money?" Grandpa Lu asked in confusion, "I saw you holding your phone, and I thought you wanted to search for the platform they mentioned."

"Don't worry, search now."

Zhang Yang activated the scientific Internet access tool and searched for an art trading platform called "European Art Network".

According to Zhang Sanfeng and his colleagues, they received their orders and collected payments there.

When they showed the payment records, Zhang Yang secretly wrote down the URL.

Click in and take a look now.

Although the translation of the web page was a bit abstract, Zhang Yang still found the "Purchase Area" based on the icons and text.

The first acquisition information that caught my eye was:
[High price for purchase: Egyptian gold-painted mummy mask from the late Ptolemaic period]

[Purchase price: starting from 20000]

(End of this chapter)