Chapter 110 The Inflated Germans
Zhang Yang was lying in a rocking chair in the yard when he received the call.

Anna beside him was feeding him grapes one by one.

Not far away, Shen Yiyi was standing with her hands on her hips, directing her grandfather to fire the kiln.

This was not arranged by Zhang Yang. He was not such a capitalist as to let a retired old man in his sixties do such hard labor.

It was Grandpa Lu himself who couldn't stand the loneliness and insisted on giving it a try.

Of course Zhang Yang had no objection. Originally he was ordered to do the work by Xiao Shen, and now it was a good opportunity for him to take a break.

"Beep beep..."

The phone rang, and Anna quickly took the phone and handed it to Zhang Yang.

It was grandpa's cell phone that was ringing, but after seeing the caller ID, Zhang Yang directly pressed the answer button.

"Hey?"

"Is that Boss Lu?"

Awei's voice came from the other end of the phone.

Ah Wei and Zhang Sanfeng were business partners, one was in charge of internal affairs and the other was in charge of external affairs. Ah Wei was generally the one who handled sales matters.

"My grandfather is not here. What can I do for you?" Zhang Yang quickly put himself into the role and responded.

"Oh, it's A-Lu. I'm looking for you in the same way."

"Here's what happened. We just went to the manufacturer to order bronze raw materials, but they raised the price."

"So we want to discuss the price we mentioned before..."

"Oh, you're going to raise the price too, right?"

Zhang Yang quickly recorded the call and played it for Anna later so that he could raise the price.

This is called market conditions.

"How much has the copper price increased? How much more do you want to increase it?" Zhang Yang asked carefully.

"The price of copper has increased by 800 yuan per kilogram. Doesn't the Houmuwu Ding weigh more than 8000 kilograms? That means more than 8 kilograms. The material alone is 10 yuan more expensive... If we add the loss during the production process, a conservative estimate is that the price will increase by about 15 yuan... If we round it up, it will be yuan."

"Okay, then let's increase the price by 150,000. Let's keep this price." Zhang Yang agreed without hesitation.

"Boss, do you keep your word? Do you want to ask your grandfather again?"

Awei on the other end of the phone never expected that Zhang Yang would agree so readily.

They originally thought that casting a tripod was too troublesome and did not want to do this business.

So he deliberately calculated the money randomly, trying to persuade Zhang Yang to leave.

Of course, if Zhang Yang takes the initiative to regret it, they don’t have to refund the deposit.

I didn't expect that he actually agreed.

unbelievable!

Awei complained in his heart: What kind of education did Grandpa Lu and his family receive?

Are you studying alchemy?

Otherwise, how can you have so much money to spend when you can't even solve elementary school math problems?
"No, no, if I have to bother my grandfather for 150,000, then I am useless, right?"

Zhang Yang pretended to be a brainless rich second generation and replied:
"It's okay to pay more, but I hope you can follow the contract and complete the delivery in two months."

"Okay, boss, you are so generous."

"..."

Zhang Yang breathed a sigh of relief when he heard Awei's affirmative answer from the other end of the phone.

The 150,000 yuan was not given now but two months later. He agreed without any pressure at all.

If he still can't think of a way to get rid of this group of people after two months, then he has lived in vain.

After hanging up the phone, Zhang Yang just lay down when his cell phone rang.

This time it was Officer Tu who called.

"..."

"You have an important matter that you need my help with in a month? What is that matter specifically?"

Zhang Yang asked curiously.

But Officer Tu chose to be the Riddler once again:

"I can't tell you this yet."

"Then call me again in a month!" Zhang Yang responded with a somewhat anxious tone.

Calling a month in advance to whet your appetite? Be a human being!

"Didn't I make an appointment with you in advance?"

Officer Tu said confidently:

"What if you're not here at that time and it delays my important matter?"

"Okay, okay." Zhang Yang admitted that the other party had some truth in what he said.

Who made him a policeman?

"I can agree to this favor first, but I also need your help with something."

"You say it! You are a concerned citizen. Your business is our police department's business."

Officer Tu said passionately.

If you don’t know, you might think Zhang Yang is the son of someone.

"Let me ask you something first. If someone uses my name and a video of me created with AI to defraud money, can that person go to jail?"

Zhang Yang asked about Zhang Sanfeng's situation.

If possible, it would be easiest to just let Officer Tu or other police officers come forward and handle the case.

"Sure, how much money did they defraud using your name?" asked Officer Tu.

"It's hard to say. What I know now is that... it hasn't been sold."

When the National Treasure Gang held an offline gathering, Zhang Sanfeng and his friends didn't sell any of their stuff.

There should have been such a thing before, but Zhang Yang had no evidence.

"Someone is using your name to sell fake antiques, right?"

Officer Tu quickly understood what Zhang Yang meant.

"Yes, but I don't have any evidence that they cheated me of money."

"Then don't worry, see if you can find a way to secure the evidence."

Officer Tu gave Zhang Yang the following advice:
"Don't call the police without evidence."

"If you alert the enemy, they will come to haunt you in the future."

"I understand what you mean."

After Officer Tu said this, Zhang Yang's thoughts instantly became clear.

The original idea of ​​clarifying the matter on Douyin was instantly shelved.

At this time, if Zhang Yang had rushed out to say something, Zhang Sanfeng and the others might have disposed of the evidence.

The evidence should be collected first.

This task...

Zhang Yang suddenly sat up straight:
"Elder Lu, now there is a mission involving the survival of the sect that needs to be assigned to you."

Grandpa Lu was adding firewood to the kiln. When he heard this, he said without turning his head:

"Forget it. If our sect is facing life and death twice in one day, why don't we just close it down?"

"Okay, okay, as an elder, you don't even care about the safety of the sect."

"Junior Sister Shen?"

"To!"

Shen Yiyi responded directly and loudly:

"Brother, don't worry. I'm different from some people who bought their way in. I have integrity."

"Okay, okay, stop clicking on me."

Grandpa Lu stood up helplessly and patted the dust off his hands:
"Tell me, what kind of fool are you going to let me play this time?"

"How is that possible? I just want you to get in touch with your old friends."

"Ask them if they have bought anything from Zhang Guoqiang from Good Luck Village recently." "Are you... going to take action against Zhang Sanfeng and the others?"

Grandpa immediately understood Zhang Yang’s idea.

An expression of excitement appeared on his face involuntarily.

"Of course." Zhang Yang nodded and replied, "They already have a way to die."

……

More than half a month later, Shen Yiyi's seal was finished.

After carving the last seal, she packed up her tools and fell asleep.

At this time, Zhang Yang was helping Anna cast a bronze pyramid. When he saw Xiao Shen suddenly lie down on the sofa and didn't move, he thought something had happened to her.

Put down your work and rush in.

As soon as I entered the door, I heard her soft snoring.

You can tell from her face that she is really exhausted.

Zhang Yang advised her several times not to rush like that, saying that she wasn't going to pay him, so why was she trying to kill him?
But Shen Yiyi didn't listen to him at all.

She insisted that she was having a lot of fun while making the bronze seal and didn't feel any tiredness at all.

In fact, it is just pouring cans of Red Bull into your mouth, just like gastric lavage, which definitely won’t make you tired easily!
He didn't have any more Red Bull and fell asleep immediately.

Zhang Yang shook his head helplessly.

Xiao Shen’s spirit is commendable, but not worth promoting.

It is better to have my own working state of "fishing for three days and drying the net for two days".

After covering Shen Yiyi with a quilt, he hurried back to look at his bronze pyramid.

That pyramid used nearly 200 kilograms of bronze raw materials alone, so we couldn't afford to have any problems.

Seeing that the furnace temperature was normal, he turned back and started packing the bronze seal express delivery.

These things will be sent to an international art trading company in Wudu City.

Zhang Yang looked at this address and felt it was a bit strange.

When did the cultural relics police become involved with art companies?
He seriously suspected that this was a private job taken by Officer Tu.

So Zhang Yang was careful and did not use his real information when filling out the express delivery form.

He still chose to use the alias "Good Luck Village Zhang Guoqiang".

Not even an address.

After handing the package to the courier, Zhang Yang was about to lock the gate and concentrate on firing the pyramid.

A taxi suddenly stopped in front of his house.

The back door opened and Anna rushed out, happily jumping towards Zhang Yang like a primary school student after school.

"Come back so soon?"

Zhang Yang caught her with a smile and asked in English.

Recently, because Anna was boarding at his home and he had to communicate with her in daily life, Zhang Yang had picked up English again.

I even learned a few words of greeting in German.

"Yes." Anna answered in broken Chinese, "I'm back."

This scene confused the taxi driver who got off the car to collect the fare.

He thought to himself, where am I driving to?
Why do the white people here speak Chinese, while the yellow-skinned people speak bird language?
He held out a QR code, looked at Zhang Yang and then at Anna, and asked in English after racking his brains:
“Who gives me money?”

"Let me do it." Zhang Yang took out his mobile phone and scanned the code.

"No, buddy, are you Chinese?"

"Is there any doubt about this?"

"No, then who is this girl?"

"Germans know three and a half sentences of Chinese."

"Awesome, brother." The driver gave Zhang Yang a thumbs up.

Zhang Yang knew he had misunderstood and smiled awkwardly.

After entering the room, he motioned for Anna to take out the black translation machine, and then asked her:
"Why are you back so soon?"

"Where are your mother and the others? Didn't they say they were coming to visit me?"

This morning, Grandpa was going back to the city, and Anna followed him.

She said she wanted to bring her mother over to see if the pyramid suits her needs.

But at this moment, Anna came back alone, and came back so quickly.

"I'm here to invite you."

Anna happily and flamboyantly explained:
"Tonight, our archaeological team will hold a results exhibition in the auditorium of Qingzhou University."

“The artifacts from the Bronze Age battlefield site that we have excavated will be shown to those present.”

"Among them is your bronze sword!"

"What???"

Zhang Yang thought he had misheard and asked again.

This time I found out that Anna's mother really wanted to hold an exhibition in the auditorium of Qingzhou University.

And they also wanted to show them the bronze swords that Zhang Yang made for them.

These Germans came to Qingzhou because their financial backers suggested that they expand their influence worldwide.

So Zhang Yang could understand that they held an exhibition in China.

But Zhang Yang thought that it would be enough for you to just show the wreckage and stone axes.

The Chinese people still like to watch the fun. As long as you Germans are willing to admit that during the Shang Dynasty in China, you Europeans were still hitting each other with stones, let alone showing your support, we would even donate money to you.

But if you display bronze ware, you'll be asking for trouble.

Everyone will definitely use a magnifying glass to find problems.

Zhang Yang could even foresee that someone at the scene would ask a lot of tricky questions that would embarrass Anna's mother.

The culprit for this incident was Zhang Yang himself.

It’s all because he made the bronze sword so well.

It was so good that Professor Li and his colleagues didn’t notice anything wrong.

Anna's mother brought the bronze sword to China, and her initial idea was:

Only allowed to look, not touched, let alone tested.

Anyway, I just want to tell everyone: we do have a real bronze sword, but sorry, it’s too precious, so we won’t display it any further.

I never expected that Professor Li and his team could not find any faults without doing any tests.

So Anna's mother swelled.

Her purpose also changed from limited friendly communication to showing off her face so that she could make some money.

But why invite Zhang Yang to this kind of occasion?

Going to jail?

Zhang Yang knew without thinking that people in the history department would frantically criticize the history of the German Bronze Age.

They are the ones who study this, and they can quote from classics and do it easily. The Germans are definitely no match for them.

It will be so embarrassing when they are demoted to nothing!
"Anna, why don't you just forget it? I'm firing bronze wares in my kiln!"

Zhang Yang wanted to find an excuse to get rid of this matter.

"why?"

Anna's disappointment was palpable:
"I just want to invite you to participate in the exhibition. Are you going to refuse me?"

"Please, Zhang Yang, just come with me!"

Zhang Yang listened to Anna's pleading and thought about the good days he had enjoyed like King Zhou in the past half month. He really couldn't refuse.

He could only nod helplessly.

All right, then I'll risk my life to accompany the beauty and go to the scene to share the embarrassment with Anna.

(End of this chapter)