Chapter 199 Mr. Zou Buys Goods

"Good news?" The eldest and third sons of the Li family questioned at the same time.

Mr. Li, who was sitting in a wheelchair, took a visibly deep breath of oxygen.

"That's great! This shows that there is nothing wrong with my design."

"No problem? Are you sure?"

"Of course I'm sure."

Zhang Yang pointed to the messy tomb in front of him and said:

"Brother, is there no cement floor under your tomb?"

"Indeed not."

"How did you know?" Li Hong looked at Zhang Yang in confusion.

He never told Zhang Yang about the burial tomb, and threatened Li Zi not to tell anyone, otherwise he would tell her father about her and Zhang Yang.

Li Hong felt very uncomfortable because of the last incident when verifying the tomb.

He originally had the idea of ​​using the tomb for burial to test Zhang Yang's design skills.

But he didn't expect that before he had the chance to find someone to try it out, he was beaten to it by a wild archaeological team.

"Isn't the kite's flip just digging into the tomb from the bottom?" Zhang Yang asked back.

"If this tomb is like the main tomb, with five meters of reinforced concrete underneath, even if tomb robbers dig from the side to the bottom of the tomb, they won't be able to get in."

"So my plan can completely deal with this kind of tomb robbers."

"The only way to rob the master's tomb is to do the same as the archaeological team, digging from top to bottom, bit by bit."

"I see."

I don't know when, Mr. Li had taken off his oxygen mask, and after Zhang Yang finished speaking, he responded with a weak voice.

It's like risking one's life to support the main character.

"Then Zhang Yang, please come and help with this matter. I'll go back first."

After Mr. Li finished speaking, he waved his hand, and the nurse behind him immediately pushed him away from the scene.

He looked like he would die if he stayed there for another minute.

"Haha, you are in trouble, brother!"

After her father completely left, Li Zi couldn't wait to taunt:

"Look at Dad's expression. I guess he's already thinking about how to punish you."

"I know." Li Hong frowned and replied irritably.

He instructed the person in charge of the nearby cemetery to obey Zhang Yang's orders. After that, no matter how Li Zi persuaded him to stay and take a look, he ran away without hesitation.

The other members of the Li family ran even faster.

In the blink of an eye, only Zhang Yang, Li Zi, and the cemetery's management team were left at the scene.

"Mr. Zhang, do you have any instructions?" The cemetery manager came up and asked respectfully.

Order? Zhang Yang thought, this is none of his business.

Whoever wants to clean up this mess can do so.

He waved his hand and said with a relaxed look: "No more instructions, go home!"

"Don't!"

Li Zi quickly interrupted:
"Manager Liu, please tell me more about the specific circumstances of the robbery of this tomb."

"My eldest brother only said that it was stolen. Do you know what was stolen?"

"It's mainly bronze wares and Tang Sancai, all of which were transferred by the eldest son."

Manager Liu respectfully brought up an album. Zhang Yang took it, took a look at it, and laughed out loud.

It turned out that it was prepared by myself and Master Bi.

The Tang Sancai made by Zhang Yang and the bronze ware made by Master Bi were both things that were "eliminated" by Professor Qin.

Li Hong really makes the best use of everything.

"Zhang Yang, is it okay for these things to leak out?" Li Zi asked worriedly.

"fine."

"They are all worthless things. No one buys Tang Sancai tomb guardian beasts except for museums."

"As for the bronze ware, you can be more assured. The quality of the goods that Master Bi bought from someone is really not good."

"I think even if Lian Mai asks Teacher Haidong to identify it, he can find the problem."

"Is it so bad? Then I feel relieved."

Li Zi nodded and handed the album back:

"My eldest brother wants to pass the buck to me, but sorry, I won't accept it."

"As for the stolen items, let your boss Li Hong find a way to replace them. Don't bother me with these things."

"That's right." Zhang Yang agreed, and gave Manager Liu a suggestion: "You can just call the police and say that your old artwork is missing."

"Maybe we can check the roadside surveillance and catch the tomb robbers."

"That makes sense, thank you Mr. Zhang!"

Manager Liu bowed deeply to Zhang Yang.

Zhang Yang accepted the thanks calmly, after all, the advice he gave was really useful.

But he also had a question:
Who dug this tomb?
I'm not curious about who the tomb robber is, but about his mental state.

Because how could there be so many Shang and Zhou bronzes and Tang sancai in a normal tomb?
Wouldn’t it feel strange after digging it out?

……

The tomb robber Lao Gao actually had such a question.

It was dark at the time and I didn't think much about it. I was immediately excited when I found out it was a quicksand tomb. I skillfully used the kite flip technique to bring out everything in the tomb.

But the next morning, when the first ray of sunlight shone on the earth, Lao Gao looked at what was in front of him and was confused.

Who am I, where am I, and do these things in front of me really exist?

With so many bronze artifacts from the Shang and Zhou dynasties, the person buried must be at least a minor prince, right?
So where did these Tang Sancai come from?
crossed?
"Boss, according to my analysis," said Gao's subordinate, Cockscomb Head, looking at the shocking scene, "There are only two possibilities." "One is that these things are stolen goods buried by other colleagues. It is possible that they are not from today's colleagues, but tomb robbers from ancient times."

Lao Gao rolled his eyes at him and said, "You mean to say that there was a group of ancient tomb raiders who robbed the tombs of kings and princes from the Shang and Zhou dynasties, and also robbed several tombs from the Tang Dynasty, and finally buried all the valuables they dug out?"

“Just waiting for us to dig it out today?”

"almost."

"Okay, okay." Lao Gao took out a hundred-dollar bill from his pocket and slapped it into the man's hand: "Hurry up and go to the hospital to get an appointment and have your brain checked."

"If it's too late, it'll be too late."

“I…” The cockscomb-haired man waved his hands and explained, “Boss, if you are not satisfied with this statement, I have another idea.”

"This is most likely the tomb of a nobleman from ancient times."

"These were all his collections during his lifetime, and he buried them all before he passed away."

After hearing this, Lao Gao quickly reached out and took the money back from Jiguantou's hand.

What a reasonable explanation. It seems there is nothing wrong with his brain.

"Is there a third possibility?" A subordinate named Slant Eyes interrupted and said, "That is, these things are all fake."

"cut!"

Lao Gao smiled contemptuously and put the money in his pocket:
"You want to play dumb and cheat me out of my money? You're still a fool."

"Slant Eyes, you are really going too far. The quicksand tomb is obviously made of sea sand. Why did you go to so much trouble to bury the fake?"

"Okay, I think it should be the second explanation of the cockscomb head. This is the burial tomb of the ancients."

Lao Gao came to a conclusion directly. He pointed at the goods in front of him and said:

"Our top priority now is to sell these things."

"Recently, the situation is very tense and it is very troublesome to deal with. We should all work together and strive to make a fortune together."

"Got it!" The men responded in unison.

"Okay, now everyone take one and find a way to sell it. Everyone will gather here in half a month."

"Whoever sneaks away, be careful or I will kill you."

"Boss, what about the rest?" Cockscomb Head counted them and found that if each person got one, there would still be a lot left over.

"There are only about 17 or 18 pieces left. Let's keep the bronzes and you can take the Tang sancai."

"Tomorrow morning, I'll get someone to collect all the bronze artifacts."

In order to gain everyone's trust, Lao Gao contacted Mr. Zou, the person in charge of the largest antique trading group in East China, on the spot.

The two agreed to trade here at five in the morning of the next day.

……

Master Zou has become quite successful, and now everyone who meets him calls him Mr. Zou.

While Zhang Yang and Li Zi were in love, the old Taoist priest had gradually become the second-in-command of the antique trading group.

But he did not lose himself.

On the contrary, during an anti-counterfeiting campaign, he was arrested for washing feet. At the police station, he took the initiative to confess his involvement in the buying and selling of fake antiques.

Now, he is an undercover police officer, and the operation has even reached the stage of closing the net.

He will soon help the Lin'an police to eradicate the entire group.

It was after becoming an undercover agent that the old Taoist priest began to actively expand the group's business, using his original connections to contact tomb robbers in East China as much as possible.

As a result, more and more tomb robbers are now doing business with the group.

The code name Mr. Zou has also become a golden signboard in the underground antique trading market in East China.

"If you want stable shipments, look for Mr. Zou," this concept has been deeply rooted in people's hearts.

Although it was the first time that Lao Gao contacted Master Zou to do business, he did not have too many precautions because of his good reputation.

He even forgot to search Mr. Zou's body.

So much so that on the day of the transaction, the situation at the scene was captured in full by Master Zou Tianshi's thumb camera which was clipped into his clothes.

There is not a single key figure left.

Lao Gao didn't know this, he was still wondering how much it could be sold for:

"Boss Zou, this batch of goods I have is really pure, first-hand, and was just dug out from the Quicksand Tomb the day before yesterday."

"I lost several of my brothers."

"I hope you can offer a slightly higher price. I still need to prepare some pension for my deceased brother."

"I didn't expect that Gao Baotou is such a loyal and righteous person! I admire you!" Zou Tianshi said with a look of admiration, clasping his fists.

He turned around deliberately so that the camera could capture Lao Gao's appearance more clearly.

It would be a waste if you don’t use the sewing machine of such a kind brother.

As for those words that harmed his brothers, Master Zou Tianshi was not a fool and would not believe a single punctuation mark.

Every time they sell goods, there are always tomb robbers who play the victim and say how difficult it is, how many brothers have lost because of this batch of goods, and that they are selling these goods to raise money for their brothers' burial.

The old Taoist priest even thought he was participating in a talent show. Could it be some Tomb Raider 101?

"Although I admire you, Gao Baotou, we are a group after all."

"I need to take photos of these things and send them back to the expert who did the appraisal to confirm their exact prices."

"No problem, I respect the laws of the market."

Lao Gao directly arranged for his men to help take photos.

After the group's appraisal expert replied, Zou Tianshi's expression suddenly became interesting after hearing what the old master said.

[Where did you find this imitation? Did someone treat you like a fool and trick you? ]

[These bronze artifacts are all mediocre imitations, Mr. Zou, the sellers look down on you]

Me, a fool?

The old Taoist priest looked up at Lao Gao and secretly clenched his fists.

I came here because I thought you were a tomb robber, but it turns out you’re a scammer?

(End of this chapter)