Although Zou Tianshi's attitude was firm and his momentum was strong, he had not yet established his own strength.

Not all the Taoists present would listen to him.

Fortunately, although Zhang Daozheng fainted on the ground and his life or death was unknown, the people under his command were still breathing.

In recent years, there have been many conflicts when the two sides were fighting for territory and business. Now, when Master Zou Tianshi pointed his sword, those who had grudges against each other immediately took the opportunity to fight.

The scene was very chaotic for a while.

Zhang Yi tore off his hat, Taoist robe and shoes, and finally fled the scene with a piece of cloth covering his body, with a bruised face and nose.

After watching him leave, Zou Tianshi coughed a few times, cleared his throat, and loudly signaled everyone to be quiet.
He wants to say a few words.

"Okay, we have brought down the only little guy among us who is still arrogant. Now everyone can rethink the question I just mentioned."

"If you were asked to be Zhang Tianshi, the 66th generation Tianshi, would you be willing?"

The people present originally thought that Zou Tianshi, who had gotten rid of his two competitors, and was holding the Tianshi Seal in one hand and the Sword of Slaying Evil in the other, would naturally ask the people present to support him as the person in charge of the Tianshi Mansion.

I never expected that he was still asking everyone to think about the question just now.

Everyone was silent.

It is impossible to say that I don’t want to; but if I say that I do want to, will I be held accountable by this Master Zou?

If you end up like Zhang Yijiang just now, where you are stripped down to your underwear, that would be a real loss.

Seeing that no one dared to speak, Master Zou Tianshi glanced around, trying to find someone to come out.

But he didn't dare to point out the respected elders who had just spoken. What if someone else picked his peaches?
After looking around, he finally looked at his best wingman, Hu Fenglai, and signaled her with his eyes to speak.

"Me?" Hu Fenglai pointed at himself in disbelief, then understood what Zou Tianshi was thinking, and immediately answered loudly: "I don't want to!"

"Because I know that you, Master Guoqiang, are more suitable than me to be the person in charge of this Tianshi Mansion. With you leading us, we will surely make Zhang Tianshi famous and let us regain our leading position in Taoist affairs!"

"Good!" Zou Tianshi clapped his hands in agreement: "Well said, I thought so too!"

The two of them sang in unison, and the others present instantly lost the will to resist.

The two previous Heavenly Masters were defeated, so stop struggling and welcome the new Heavenly Master!

……

When Master Zou was discussing with his men whether to call an ambulance for the unconscious Zhang Daozheng, or to follow their Taoist tradition and directly give him a bowl of talisman water.

Zhang Yang, who was far away in Hong Kong, was also hesitating.

What exactly do I want from the British Museum?

The snuff bottle has been imitated and successfully deceived Master Jin's eyes.

Now, the future head craftsman of the workshop, who was personally selected by Zhang Yang, was locking himself in the innermost room of the small workshop.

Zhang Yang had previously imitated a snuff bottle in that room.

Master Jin said that he wanted to take advantage of the fact that Zhang Yang's "Tao" had not disappeared and quickly comprehend it in the same room.

Before locking himself in the room, Master Jin did not forget to tell Zhang Yang all of Higgs' contact information.

He didn't care about the follow-up matters. Zhang Yang wanted to spend as much money as possible and asked Higgs to exchange it for anything.

After Master Jin began his retreat, Zhang Yang was rarely troubled.

He, Li Zi, Shen Yiyi, and Grandpa Lu sat around the coffee table, with the tablet with Higgs's contact information placed in the middle of the table. They couldn't reach a consensus on what treasure to exchange for from the British Museum.

"My suggestion is Ru porcelain."

Li Zi repeated what she had just said and further explained:
"There are only 100 pieces of Ru porcelain in the world, which is neither too many nor too few. It is very precious, but there is a market for it."

"The Admonitions of the Court Instructress that grandpa mentioned just now is not invaluable, but it is the only one in the world after all."

"Even if we don't consider the difficulty of exchanging it, we can't take it out even if we get it, and we can't even sell it for money. It's meaningless."

"How can it be meaningless?" Grandpa Lu immediately retorted: "A national treasure like the Admonitions of Court Instructresses, which is unique in the world, can definitely have a special exhibition hall in the National Museum."

"We may not be able to accept media interviews openly at that time, but the National Museum will definitely not treat us, the enthusiastic people, unfairly."

"As a young man, Zhang Yang can be arranged to work at the National Museum of China, which is a stable job."

"And Yiyi, you can study under any expert in China in the future. Just because you donated the Admonitions of Women Historians, we can even get ten experts from the National Museum of China to work together to give you a special lesson."

"What about me?" Li Zi asked, pointing at herself.

"You don't support my idea, so I would never take you with me even in my dreams!" Grandpa Lu shrugged and replied.

"That makes sense." Zhang Yang nodded. Facing Li Zi's dissatisfied look, he explained, "What I mean is that what Grandpa said is very reasonable. If we donate the only national treasure in the world to the museum, all we can get is a stable job and an opportunity for further academic study."

"We can't help it. After all, this is something that cannot be made public. The museum can't publicize it. Maybe it will take decades before it can be declassified."

"Yeah, that's too bad."

Li Zi was very satisfied with Zhang Yang's answer and continued with his words:
"But Ru porcelain is different. The minimum price of one piece is about 100 million yuan, and people won't feel it's out of place when it's displayed. They will just think it's something they secretly collected."

"Zhang Yang, if you can have such a collection, you can go to the local bank to borrow 50 million to start a business without any problem."

"That's the only way to justify all the effort!"

"That makes sense." Zhang Yang nodded again. This time he really felt that what Li Zi said made sense.

Protecting national treasures is a bit too empty for him.

There are more than 1 Chinese cultural relics in the British Museum. Even if Higgs is now the director of the British Museum and cooperates with Zhang Yang unconditionally, Zhang Yang can probably exchange less than % of them with all his life's energy.

Let's consider the reality first.

"Okay, today we..."

"Wait a moment!"

Zhang Yang was just about to draw a conclusion when Shen Yiyi suddenly stood up and interrupted him.

"Brother, if you want to make money, why not just copy some famous calligraphy and paintings? Isn't that easy?"

"Uh..." Zhang Yang wiped the cold sweat from his forehead. His junior sister knew his background too well, so he couldn't refute her.

"And if you get the Ru porcelain in exchange, would you be willing to sell it?"

"Indeed, I most likely won't sell it, but will just keep it." Zhang Yang nodded without hesitation and admitted it.

No one present is a stranger, so there is no need to be stubborn.

"Then why don't you collect something better? Not so precious that you need to donate it to a museum, but more valuable than Ru porcelain?" (End of this chapter)