After reading the chat records between Higgs and Master Jin, Zhang Yang naturally had no doubts at all.

This British researcher looks very aggressive and is selling museum items online.

He is much more brazen than some of the cultural relics thieves in China. If you don’t know, you might think he has someone above you.

But according to Zhang Yang's understanding of British gentlemen, ordinary officials can actually sell their collections so openly because there are no consequences for doing so.

The final punishment for the manager who secretly sold 1500 cultural relics from the British Museum was dismissal.

Just a dismissal.

Fine? Jail? None.

The British Museum only punished itself with three cups of wine and issued a statement saying:
"We couldn't have predicted that something like this would happen. There's really nothing we can do. We will be more careful next time."

If one day, Higgs told Zhang Yang that he started doing the same thing online because he saw a colleague selling cultural relics without any problems, Zhang Yang would not be surprised.

It even feels reasonable.

Such a person could be considered a "righteous thief" in ancient times, and if he sold enough national treasures, he could be included in the biography.

Master Jin is really lucky to meet such a person!
However, Zhang Yang cannot contact Higgs directly now, because Master Jin is unwilling to hand over the other party's contact information and has to wait until Zhang Yang fulfills his contract.

Zhang Yang certainly didn't want to waste time. This time he wanted to intercept Higgs on a whim, so there was no need to spend too much time on it. It would be best if he could resolve it in Hong Kong.

He called Li Zi directly and started planning the auction two days later.

You don't even have to enter the auction venue. Just contact Manager Song and ask for the contact information of the buyer who wants to buy the [Qianlong-style painted enamel snuff bottle with Western figures].

……

Two days later, Zhang Yang and Grandpa Lu met the buyer of the snuff bottle, Zhou Laosi, who had paid 500 million for it, in a room of a four-star hotel in Hong Kong.

The other party was a middle-aged man with a slightly bald head and a pot belly, and looked a bit like a fat Fire Cloud Evil God.

But he was much richer than Huoyun Evil God. He was lying on the sofa in beach pants, and on the coffee table in front of him were the antiques he had just bought from the recent auctions.

Zhang Yang recognized most of the antiques. The value of those alone added up to several million.

It is said that he collected them from various auctions and antique shops after coming to Hong Kong this month.

Seeing Zhang Yang and Grandpa Lu come in, Zhou Laosi very politely asked the female secretary beside him to go down first, and he stood up to shake hands as a gesture of goodwill.

"Manager Song said that Mr. Zhang is a very famous collector in Qingzhou. His collection of bronze Buddha statues is enough for them to hold a special exhibition."

"I wonder if you came to see me today because you have something good to sell?"

When Zhou Laosi said this, he held Grandpa Lu's hand and glanced at Zhang Yang beside him. He was a little curious as to why this male secretary didn't bring anything with him.

"Mr. Zhou, you misunderstood. This is Zhang Yang." Grandpa Lu introduced with a smile: "I am his grandfather. I just came here to join in the fun."

"Ah? He is?"

"Yes, it's me. It's indeed more confusing that I came out with my grandfather." Zhang Yang took the initiative to extend his hand and smiled at Zhou Laosi.

The biggest advantage of young people is that they are easily ignored, and they naturally have a sense of pleasure in pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger.

Zhou Laosi also laughed, quickly shook hands with Zhang Yang and asked him to sit down.

Then he took the initiative to ask Zhang Yang about the purpose of his visit today, and his words implied that he wanted to know what Zhang Yang wanted to sell him.

"Mr. Zhang, you can see that I am rich. Very rich."

"But money, when you have too much of it, is just like cold numbers in your account. It has no temperature at all and can't even make my heart beat faster when it's ticking."

"That's why I developed the habit of buying antiques. They hold much more value than houses, and they become more valuable as time goes by..."

Looking at Zhou Laosi's eyes, Zhang Yang felt that it was hard to refuse such a kind offer, as if he would be embarrassed if he didn't make some money from him. No, if he didn't sell something to him, he wouldn't know how to ask him to lend him the snuff bottle.

Zhang Yang thought about it and took out the list that Li Zi had sent him before. It was compiled by the previous housekeeper of the Li family and was Li's father's personal collection of antiques.

All these treasures were inherited by Li Zi, and after the old butler left, Zhang Yang inherited the list.

Li Zi meant that Zhang Yang should move back whatever he wanted and sell whatever he didn't want because there was no point in keeping them and he would have to spend money to hire someone to take care of them.

It comes in handy right now.

When Zhou Laosi saw the list Zhang Yang presented, his eyes immediately lit up.

He kept saying "tsk tsk tsk" as if he had discovered a new world, and gave Zhang Yang a thumbs up from time to time.

"That's amazing, Mr. Zhang. With this list of goods, you can open an antique business."

"I have already felt your sincerity, but there is no price tag on each item, so I don't know how to choose."

“Is there a priced version?”

"There is indeed no set price. You can just give me the market price. If both of us are suitable, we will do the deal." Zhang Yang replied with a smile.

"This..." Zhou Lao Si pondered for a while, shook his head and replied: "This won't work. I don't have enough liquidity on hand now, and I can't eat everything on the list."

"But if you accept barter, I have two plots of land in Lin'an, which should give me more if you add them together."

"land?"

Zhang Yang didn't expect that there was another expert, Zhou Laosi actually wanted to buy them all.

"Mr. Zhou, you misunderstood. I meant for you to pick one. These things don't all belong to me. I can't sell them all."

"Oh, is that so?" Zhou Laosi pouted in disappointment: "Then I'll try again."

"But to be honest, judging from the description, these are all good things. If you only sell me one, wouldn't that arouse my greed? And wouldn't that be irresponsible?"

"How about this, Mr. Zhang, which one of your items is the most expensive? Please recommend it to me."

"The most expensive one..." Zhang Yang recalled, "It should be this moon-shaped vase made of kiln-changed glaze from the Yongzheng period of the Qing Dynasty. It is estimated to cost several million."

"Several million? How many tens of thousands exactly?"

"About two million."

Zhang Yang gave a relatively reasonable offer. After all, he came to ask for help. It would be enough for him to earn a few hundred thousand. There was no need to cheat others.

If Zhou Laosi buys it at this price and has the channels, he might be able to get a higher price at the auction and still make some money.

Unexpectedly, after hearing this, Zhou Laosi frowned and said, "Only two million?"

"Mr. Zhang, you haven't updated this price for a long time, right?"

"What a coincidence! I also bought a piece of kiln-changed glaze porcelain last month. It was a little smaller than yours, and it cost me three million!"

"Three million worth of kiln-changed glaze? That has to be top quality, right? It might be different from the one I have." Zhang Yang asked with some confusion. He didn't quite understand what Zhou Laosi's style was.

Do you think your price is too low and the product must be defective?
"What's the best? It's just ordinary stuff."

Zhou Laosi waved his hands, as if the things were not worth mentioning, and shouted to the female secretary outside the door:
"Terri, quickly take out my kiln-changed glaze bottle and show it to Mr. Zhang... and his grandfather for their inspection!"

When the female secretary brought the porcelain vase up and placed it on the table, Zhang Yang saw it clearly and suddenly frowned slightly.

There's something wrong with this thing! (End of this chapter)