Chapter 168 I Choose You
"Look at the goods? No need for that. Just tell me what the subject matter is on the Song Dynasty stone carvings you sell."

"Once I know the subject matter, I'll have a rough idea of ​​whether I should buy it or not."

Zhang Yang would never follow them to the hotel.

If we happen to run into Master Bi, and these people are in the same group, who knows what kind of trouble will happen.

Therefore, it is enough to understand what real things Master Bi can buy.

But what was a bit strange was that the stall owner did not directly answer Zhang Yang's question.

Instead, he changed the subject:

"Go and see for yourself and make your own choice."

"No need, tell me the subject matter, so that I won't make a wasted trip."

"Can't you just go and see for yourself?"

"Boss, do you have a problem with your comprehension?"

"The subject matter refers to the scene carved on the stone sculpture. What is depicted in it? Don't you understand this?"

Zhang Yang was just about to take out the encyclopedia entry and smear it in the other person's face.

“There are so many stone carvings, how can I remember them all?”

"Just tell me as much as you remember!"

"I can't remember a single one." The stall owner replied coldly, "Do you want to buy it or not? If not, don't waste my time."

"Okay, then I won't buy it."

Zhang Yang felt that the other party was a little weird, so he decided to retreat first and let the old Taoist priest come over and try later.

Maybe you can figure it out by looking at your face.

But after he said he didn't want to buy it, the stall owner became anxious again.

"Don't refuse to buy it. Wait, I'll call and ask for you, okay?"

As he said that, he took out his cell phone.

As if he was afraid that Zhang Yang would leave.

"Okay, then ask." Zhang Yangan sat on the stool. He wanted to see what tricks the stall owner was playing.

Some kind of scam?
After a while, the call seemed to be connected, and the boss said loudly on speakerphone:
"Hey!"

"I have a customer here who asked what the subject matter of the reliefs we sell is."

"He's quite stubborn. He won't buy anything without asking clearly. Why don't you introduce it to him?"

"Oh, what kind of subject does he want?"

"He's asking you." The stall owner handed the phone to Zhang Yang.

"What topics do you have?"

"I don't understand it." The young man on the other end of the phone said, "It's just a lot of little people carved, some sitting on the ground, some dancing..."

After listening carefully, Zhang Yang gave his own judgment:
"This is a stone relief from the Han Dynasty."

"The subject matter should be historical stories such as Confucius meeting Laozi, Duke Zhou assisting King Cheng, and fishing for the tripod from the Si River."

"Brother, you are really professional." The stall owner beside him sighed, "You must have done a lot of research, right?"

“Just a little research.”

"Then do you buy many relief sculptures from the Han Dynasty like this one?"

"Why should I buy it? This kind of cultural relic is usually unearthed from tombs. You can't sell it even if you buy it." Zhang Yang said sternly.

After saying that, he glanced at the stall owner.

The other person's face did not show the panic or embarrassment he had imagined. Instead, he seemed to think what Zhang Yang said was normal.

"Are there any other topics?" Zhang Yang continued to ask on the phone.

"There are many mountains in the painting, and on the mountains there are little people carrying things..."

"This is a stone relief of salt production from the Eastern Han Dynasty, reflecting the production scenes of some salt producing areas at that time."

Zhang Yang continued to shake his head after explaining: "This is not what I want either."

"There is a relief of a palace maid holding a heater in her hand..."

"This is a stone carving from the Song Dynasty, but it's used for burial purposes, so I don't want it."

"besides……"

"..."

Zhang Yang didn't know how many reliefs the other party had.

Anyway, I analyzed what they said and told the stall owner and his partner:
I don't want it, next one. Ten minutes later, the young man on the other end of the phone fell silent.

"No more?" Zhang Yang asked.

“It seems to be gone.”

"Huh..." Zhang Yang let out a long sigh: "What a pity, there is nothing I want."

"Boss, what kind do you want?" The stall owner smiled helplessly, looked at Zhang Yang and asked.

"Actually, I don't know either. The goods here are not special at all."

"Have you seen everything my friend described?" asked the stall owner.

"more or less."

"May I ask where you work? A museum?"

"Why are you asking this?" Zhang Yang looked at the stall owner warily.

The latter showed a harmless smile and quickly admitted that he was rude and apologized.

Of course Zhang Yang just laughed it off and didn't delve into it further.

Anyway, he has already asked clearly.

Although the other party’s goods seemed to have been dug up from at least a dozen tombs, they included artifacts from the Han Dynasty to the Qing Dynasty.

But there was no warrior statue like the one Zhang Yang had carved before.

This is normal. After all, those are the burial reliefs for the top nobles of the Han Dynasty, at least those at the prince level.

Master Bi's spirit of buying authentic products directly deserves praise.

But unfortunately, I’m afraid it will be a wasted trip!

Zhang Yang smiled and continued to stroll around the market.

But this time, he was wrong.

Master Bi’s trip was not in vain, he gained a lot.

He received greetings from the police.

After Zhang Yang left the stall, the stall owner immediately replayed the call.

His expression also changed from a full smile to a serious look.

"Xiao Li, don't you have any other relief themes? Did you let this person get away?"

"Captain, there really are no more. I have already given you the photos of all the confiscated relief sculptures in our provincial case database."

"Who would have thought that this person knew everyone!"

"Oh, I didn't expect that either." The stall owner nodded and continued to ask: "Where is that Lao Bi just now? Did you ask him clearly?"

"It has been confirmed. He hasn't contacted their leader in recent years. This is the first time he has come here in five years." Xiao Li on the other end of the phone replied.

"Okay, let's continue."

"Notify the bureau and ask them to send someone over here right away. I think that person who knew everything just now is a thief. I'm still worried about him, so I have to send someone to follow him."

"Understood, I'll make arrangements right away."

……

Zhang Yang doesn’t know that if a person is too outstanding, he will also be targeted.

He was looking for the old Taoist priest all over the market.

I would like to ask Master Zou if he has discovered anything amazing.

It turned out that the old Taoist priest was also looking for him.

The two ran in both directions and finally met in the toilet.

But that was not the place to talk, so the two of them communicated after they came out tacitly.

"Zhang Yang, I just exchanged some information with my fellow Taoist. It turns out that the biggest excitement of this exhibition is not here."

Zou Tianshi said to Zhang Yang excitedly:
"The real counterfeiting masters are now in the conference room on the first floor of this hotel building."

"They said they wanted to choose someone to take charge."

"Huh?" Zhang Yang found it hard to imagine and asked back, "Is he the one who is responsible for the counterfeiting of antiques?"

"Almost. But I think the person in charge definitely doesn't need to set up a street stall to sell fake goods. He should be the organizer."

"Let's go take a look."

Zou Tianshi pulled Zhang Yang's arm and said:
"You are handsome, I choose you to be the person in charge."

(End of this chapter)