Chapter 200 Reporting and Exposing

Lao Gao was still looking forward to Mr. Zou giving him a good price with great joy.

He had no idea that the old Taoist priest was looking at his phone, not at the quote sent back by his accomplice, but searching online:

“Is it considered fraud to use fake cultural relics to deceive cultural relic dealers? How many years can one be sentenced to?”

There are various answers to this question on the Internet. Some say it depends on the value of the case, some say the crime is not serious and the sentence will generally be suspended, and some even ask him to surrender immediately.

There was no definite conclusion, and Master Zou was confused.

Seeing that Mr. Zou's face was changing from gloomy to bright, Lao Gao winked at his men.

Under his command, the tall young man named Slant Eyes pretended to fetch water and sneaked behind the old Taoist priest.

The nickname "Squint Eyes" is not given for nothing. He can really see clearly what is on the other person's mobile phone screen by squinting, even without anti-peeping screen film.

After seeing clearly, he quickly ran to Lao Gao and whispered in his ear:

"Something bad has happened! Boss, you've been found out for selling fake goods!"

"Me? Selling fakes?" Lao Gao felt a little puzzled when he heard what Xieyan said.

I have been in this business for so many years and have always been honest and trustworthy. I have never even engaged in cheating. How could I be associated with counterfeit goods?

Lao Gao was not the type to keep things to himself, so he asked Zou Tianshi directly:
"Boss, are you dissatisfied with our goods?"

"If you are not satisfied, just tell me. Don't hesitate. We have so many brothers who are hoping to sell the goods so that we can go out for a good meal."

"Yes, yes." Slant Eyes and Cockscomb Hair also echoed.

“I’m not dissatisfied.”

The old Taoist priest waved his hands repeatedly, pretending nothing had happened and responded:

"I was just looking at the price of everything."

"Really?"

"Really." Master Zou nodded confidently.

"Then swear an oath. If you are dissatisfied but don't say it, you will be hit by a truck when you go out."

"Okay, I swear, if I'm not satisfied... forget it, I'm going to be honest, I'm really not satisfied with your goods."

Although Zou Tianshi is not wearing a Taoist robe now, he is still a Taoist priest after all, and he dare not make such a vicious oath casually.

"why?"

Lao Gao asked doubtfully:
"You don't think my goods are fake, do you?"

"Well, you said that, not me."

Zou Tianshi smiled, looked at Lao Gao and said, "Since you know I saw through it, why don't you stop pretending?"

"Pretending? Who's pretending?" Lao Gao frowned and snorted, "I think it's you who should stop pretending."

"What's your intention to call the things I dug out of the tomb fake?"

"Want me to sell it to you cheaply?"

"Your trick is not even as good as your squinting trick."

"To be honest, it is true!" Slanted Eyes echoed from the side.

Master Zou Tianshi looked at the young man named Xieyan and knew that Lao Gao’s words were a naked insult to him.

"Haha, you think I'm lying to you? Then why don't I just not buy these fake goods?"

"You don't buy...what do you mean you don't buy?"

Now it was Lao Gao's turn to be dumbfounded.

Mr. Zou's behavior is equivalent to haggling over the price with an old lady in the vegetable market for a long time, and then suddenly turning around and leaving.

Are you teasing a fool?
Or playing hard to get?

When Lao Gao saw Zou Tianshi turning and leaving, he suddenly panicked and quickly called out to him:
"Mr. Zou, please stay."

"What?" The old Taoist turned his head impatiently.

I thought today was a big case, but it turned out to be a group of scammers. All my preparations for so long were in vain.

"You just said it was a fake. Did you ask your expert to check it?"

"Yes, I don't know how to appraise treasures, so of course the professionals have the final say."

It was actually said by the treasure appraiser...

Lao Gao realized something was wrong. He thought for a moment, waved his hand, and asked his men to move out the pieces of Tang Sancai.

"Boss Zou, there are actually a few pieces of Tang Sancai in this batch of goods. If it's convenient, could you help take a look?"

"Wow, there is such a thing!"

"Okay, I'll find someone to take a look."

Master Zou Tianshi didn't waste any time and took a photo and sent it to the person in charge of identification in the gang.

The reply came quickly.

An expression of surprise appeared on his face again, which made the tomb robbers present feel nervous.

"Mr. Zou, how is it?"

"Not bad, your Tang Sancai doesn't look like a big problem."

"Isn't it a big problem?"

Lao Gao repeated in disbelief.

These were all dug out at the same time yesterday and buried in the same ancient tomb. How is it possible that the Tang Sancai is real, but the bronze ware is fake?

But the old Taoist priest told him in a very affirmative tone that there was no problem with Tang Sancai.

"However, these are tomb guardian beasts, nothing special, so the price may be slightly lower."

"How much?"

"Ordinary ones cost several thousand dollars each, but that horse can be given for 20,000."

"Okay, I see."

Lao Gao nodded heavily. He glanced at the bodyguards around Mr. Zou. They were all tall and strong, and it was obvious at a glance that they were very capable in fighting.

Then look at my side, it's full of ugly things, no wonder others dare to deceive me so confidently!
Can fake and real items be dug out from the same tomb at the same time?
It's still a quicksand tomb!
Therefore, Lao Gao was very sure that Mr. Zou deliberately described the bronze ware as fake in order to rob the robbers by selling it at a low price.

Although I don't have as much power as their trading group, I'm not someone who can be bullied easily.

We must teach Mr. Zou a lesson!
Otherwise, who knows how these people will bully me in the future!
The question is how to apply the color? I can't beat him now!
"Mr. Gao, what do you think about the price?" Master Zou asked Lao Gao.

"Okay, let's do as you say, but this time I only plan to sell this Tang Sancai horse."

"Just one? That... is fine."

Master Zou Tianshi thought about it and felt that the trip was worthwhile.

That tri-color horse was obviously an unearthed cultural relic. According to the table given by the police before, it was at least a third-level cultural relic, which was worth it.

More importantly, as long as we establish a trading relationship with Lao Gao, it will be much easier to close the net in the future.

“I only sell one piece of Tang Sancai.”

"But I want to sell all the bronzes." Lao Gao suddenly said this before paying.

"You don't still want to sell these bronze artifacts to me, do you?" Master Zou Tianshi asked in disbelief. Did he look like a sucker?
"Yes, whatever you offer."

"Any price?"

"Okay, then I'll offer three dollars each, will you sell it?" Master Zou asked sarcastically.

Unexpectedly, the tall boss opposite nodded without hesitation and said:

"Sell!"

He showed a flattering smile on his face: "How about selling you three? It's like giving them away for free. You can take them back and play with them slowly."

"What can I do with this thing?"

"I don't know about this, but I'm giving it to you, so you can't refuse it, right? We're going to do a lot of business in the future, so it's a give-and-take thing!"

"Hiss—if you say so, then I really have to accept it."

Master Zou also laughed. He didn't expect that Lao Gao would take the initiative to establish a good relationship with him.

Just because of what he said, he had to accept those bronze wares which were of Pan Jiayuan's level, otherwise it would be too disrespectful to Gao Baotou!
A quarter of an hour later, Master Zou set off with the tri-colored horse and bronze ware he bought for 2 yuan.

When his car was completely out of sight, Lao Gao waved to the person next to him.

The guy with the cockscomb haircut understood and immediately handed over the phone.

"Police comrade, I want to report something. I just saw two groups of people secretly trading bronze artifacts on the mountain."

"The buyer has already left with the bronze artifact, driving along Qingzhou Ring Road. The license plate number is Han E..."

(End of this chapter)