Chapter 169 The Most Beautiful Taoist Priest in the Whole Gathering
The organizer...the organizer of the antique fraud case?

Zhang Yang felt it was very cruel just thinking about it.

Seeing that the old Taoist priest was so interested, he directly handed the imitation Han Dynasty jade pendant in his bag to the other party:
"Master, if you want to be the boss, you can try this thing."

"I'm not going."

"Really?" The old Taoist took it excitedly and looked at the jade pendant again and again in his hand: "Is this fake? Did you imitate it?"

"That's right. And the people who can see the problem with this thing should be a few old experts, probably no more than five people in total."

Zhang Yang's answer was very confident.

What is the master-level ability to create old things?

Even national treasure-level masters have seen it and still cannot determine its authenticity.

Of course, antiques that can be relied upon for circumstantial evidence do not count.

For example, if a complete Ru porcelain cannot be proven to have been passed down in an orderly manner for decades, no matter how good it is, it is unlikely to be recognized by experts.

At most, they were treated as unearthed cultural relics and the people and things were collected together.

After hearing Zhang Yang's words, Zou Tianshi walked in front of him in a very arrogant manner.

He took the step of not recognizing his relatives.

When the security guard in the first floor conference room stopped him and asked him what he was doing, he replied:

"How can the light of a grain of rice compete with the brightness of the vast moon? Those people in the conference room right now are the grains of rice, and I am the moon. Do you understand?"

"I don't understand." The security guard shook his head: "But you are so old and can speak classical Chinese, so you should have some level. Come in."

As soon as the old Taoist priest entered, the security guard stopped Zhang Yang who was following behind him.

"What about you? What do you do?"

"The person just now was with me. I have a Huawei phone. Let's go in and take a picture of the moon."

"The conference room has a roof, so you can't see the moon."

"..." Zhang Yang didn't expect the security guard to be so humorless. He had no choice but to take out the invitation letter, and the other party let him in.

However, due to this delay, Zhang Yang failed to catch up with Master Zou Tianshi.

By the time he entered the last row of the conference room, the old Taoist priest had already walked to the front row with a heroic and confident look.

There were a lot of people in the conference room and most of the seats were occupied, but the stage was very quiet.

“Is there anyone else who wants to show their work?”

The female host on the stage was wearing a green robe and dressed like a schoolgirl from decades ago.

In front of her was a high-definition camera, and the camera images were projected on a large screen in real time.

It should be used to photograph fake antiques.

"Is there no master who wants to show off his skills? I didn't expect that in our East China region..."

Before the female host could finish her words, she saw the old Taoist priest climbing up to the podium from the front.

There was immediate warm applause at the scene, clearly welcoming him.

"Are there few people going on stage today?" Zhang Yang quietly asked the brother standing next to him.

The latter looked at him and said nothing.

So indifferent?

Zhang Yang hit a wall and felt a little embarrassed. Seeing an empty seat in front of him, he quickly went over and sat down.

Soon, Master Zou Tianshi on the stage began his performance.

He claimed to be a professional in making antique jade imitations from the Han Dynasty, and he spoke nonsense based on the knowledge Zhang Yang had imparted to him before he came in.

Just when everyone thought that a clown had come up, the old Taoist priest showed the ancient jade in his hand to the camera.

"Uu——"

There was a sudden cry of surprise at the scene.

The experts on counterfeiting are all here, and everyone has a very discerning eye.

I can see the amazing feature of this imitation Han Dynasty jade pendant.

“Did you really imitate this?”

In the first row, an old man with gray hair who looked like a judge asked.

"Yes, this took me a whole month to imitate." Master Zou Tianshi answered with his arms folded and holding the microphone.

"I don't believe it." The old man shook his head.

Another old man next to him said, "I don't believe it either. This is true."

"You say it's fake, show me the evidence."

"what?"

Master Zou stood on the stage in a daze, having never expected such a thing to happen.

He explained weakly: "This is fake. I did it myself. I have admitted it. Don't you believe it?"

"I don't believe it. Everything requires evidence. We can prove that this thing is authentic, but can you tell me why it is fake?" "I..."

Master Zou was choked.

Zhang Yang had encountered such situations many times, but this was the first time in the old Taoist's life.

He didn't know where the mark was, so he had no way of making excuses.

Several experts in the front row commented on the jade pendant one after another.

Finally, it was concluded that Zou Tianshi was trying to cause trouble by passing off real goods as fakes.

Then, two people in security uniforms came up and carried him out.

"Can this still happen?"

Zhang Yang asked the fat man next to him puzzledly, and this time, the man replied.

The fat man snickered and told him, "This has happened more than once today."

"Before, someone brought a bronze tripod that was unearthed and claimed it was a replica, but he was also caught by the judges."

"People nowadays don't devote themselves to researching counterfeiting technology, but only think of taking shortcuts. The world is going downhill!"

"What do you say, brother?"

"I think you're right." Zhang Yang agreed.

Master Zou was expelled by the security guards, so there was certainly no need for him to stay.

Otherwise, wouldn't it be a waste of the old Taoist priest's pioneering efforts to explore the path for him?

Zhang Yang quickly got up and left.

However, just as he walked out of the meeting room door, he suddenly realized that he was trapped by two young men, one in front and one behind.

"What do you want to do?"

Zhang Yang took a starting stance, ready to rush towards the security guard.

The man standing in front of him opened his coat, revealing the ID hanging inside:

"police!"

"Expert in counterfeiting, please come with us."

"What expert? Did you get the wrong person?"

"The expert was inside just now and was taken away by the security guards. I was just the cameraman who was filming the expert."

"If you don't believe me, you can ask the security guard."

Zhang Yang didn't want to go to police. Although he had nothing to fear, it was too troublesome.

So I tried my best to explain it.

But the male voice behind him dispelled his thoughts of struggling.

"Don't pretend to be an expert."

"When you asked me about the subject of the relief just now, you were not at the level of a cameraman. You have been doing this for some years, right?"

"It's you!" Zhang Yang turned around and smiled bitterly.

It turned out to be the younger brother of the stone tool stall owner just now.

So the stall selling stone lions is actually the police fishing?
Wait, what about Master Bi?

"I can go back with you, but I have a question, is Master Bi also your man?" Zhang Yang asked curiously.

"You are not qualified to negotiate with us." The young policeman replied with a smile.

"Actually, I do."

Zhang Yang also laughed:
"If I say we are family, can you let me call the leader of the provincial department, my most beloved Uncle Shen?"

When they heard Zhang Yang report the leader's last name, the two policemen's faces changed.

Kind of like the real thing.

They brought Zhang Yang to the previous stall.

Let their captain answer the phone and let the captain take the blame if any.

After hearing about Zhang Yang's situation, Uncle Shen didn't even show up, and his secretary took care of the matter.

"I'm sorry, it turns out you are a folk expert." The captain smiled and returned the phone to Zhang Yang.

"It's okay, it's your job. I'm often misunderstood and I'm used to being caught."

"I just want to ask, is that Master Bi one of your people? If it's inconvenient for you to answer, forget it."

"He is not. We are looking for him mainly to understand the situation and give him a warning."

"Oh, then I understand." Zhang Yang nodded. He was originally worried that his money-making business would delay the police's layout.

After saying goodbye to the police, Zhang Yang began to wonder where Master Bi had gone.

As I was walking, I suddenly felt something was empty.

When he saw the Taoist priest selling Taoist statues, he remembered:
Where is Master Zou?
(End of this chapter)