"What Auntie said makes sense!"
The tourists around, including Zhang Yang, were impressed by the aunt's explanation.
Everyone clapped unconsciously.
Because it was the National Day holiday, there were surprisingly many Chinese people in the Chinese Cultural Relics Exhibition Hall of the British Museum. Everyone came to see the treasures that were stolen that year.
The aunt’s explanation really touched everyone’s heart.
What do the British know about Chinese cultural relics? These things are placed here, not so much to display cultural relics, but as trophies to show the power of the former British Empire.
However, most tourists felt comfortable hearing this, but a few were unhappy.
A local British tourist squeezed out of the crowd and stood next to the aunt.
Next to him, there was a yellow girl who was dressed very coolly and behaved like a follower.
Zhang Yang originally thought that the Englishman was going to say something, but it was the yellow girl next to him who spoke. She spoke in fluent Chinese:
"Everyone, please note that you are in the National Museum of the United Kingdom. You represent the image of the Chinese people. Please be careful with your words and do not embarrass the Chinese people, okay?"
"Hey, little girl..." The old lady was immediately unhappy. She walked up with a gloomy face and said, "How can it be embarrassing for Chinese people to discuss cultural relics of our own country among our compatriots?"
After hearing what the aunt said, the girl opposite did not immediately respond. Instead, she turned around and muttered a few words to the British man next to her.
Judging from the voice, it should be English, but Zhang Yang couldn't quite understand it.
After the British tourist muttered a lot to the girl, she turned around and answered the aunt's question:
"Mr. Smith said that your description is completely wrong."
"When the British marched into Yanjing, it was to help the incompetent local rulers suppress the local anti-D armed forces, not to break into other people's homes and steal things..."
"Although British scholars may not understand these cultural relics now and their research is not as in-depth as that of Chinese scholars, the depth of research does not mean that the ownership of things is determined..."
The girl talked a lot of nonsense in one breath.
Li Zi said that she was almost confused. Zhang Yang summed it up in one sentence:
This English guy couldn't stand the aunt's slander against his ancestors, so he came out to whitewash himself.
Wow, even the British Museum, an institution hated by everyone in the world, has to come out to whitewash itself. It's worthy of being London, England, the base of robbers.
Zhang Yang felt that he had learned a lot.
Normally, when encountering such a person, Zhang Yang would consider himself unlucky and leave quickly to avoid being contaminated by the disgusting stuff.
But the lady in the center of the crowd was obviously not of this character. She raised her eyebrows and pointed directly at the Englishman and asked:
"Are you saying that we invited you to come in and set fire to the Old Summer Palace?"
"In fact, it was not the British who burned down the Old Summer Palace, but the local people who led the way. You have been deceived." At the instruction of the British, the girl immediately retorted.
"Bullshit! The ruins of the Old Summer Palace are still there, and you dare to erase the history books. When the ruins are gone, I dare not imagine what you will say!"
"Oh, by the way, when are you going to delete Hugo's "A Letter to Captain Bartlett"? The French have stepped forward as tainted witnesses!"
The aunt is obviously an educated person. Not only did her words just now touch everyone's heart, but now she is arguing with reason.
The two sides argued back and forth, but soon the party that was right gained the upper hand.
The tone of the British man who was not in the right became more and more anxious. In the end, he didn't even need a translator and said directly to the aunt in English:
"Don't you Chinese want to take these things back? If you have the guts, come and rob them, right?"
"If you don't have the ability, don't talk so much here!"
After he said this, someone in the crowd who understood English translated it, and the whole audience was in an uproar.
The old men and women who had come to watch the fun could no longer sit still and began pointing at the Englishman and his translator.
Cursing in Chinese is a mild offense. There were a few angry guys who would have gone up and elbowed the English guy directly if they hadn’t been stopped by the people next to them.
Perhaps it was the power of public criticism that made the two people, who had become the target of public criticism, said nothing more. They walked away dejectedly towards the patrolling security guards.
"Bah! This guy is so shameless, he just runs away after disgusting people!" Li Zi said angrily as she watched the backs of the two people leaving.
But she soon discovered that the man next to her did not respond to her in time. This situation was quite rare, and usually Zhang Yang should have cursed the man with her.
Li Zi turned around and was surprised to find that Zhang Yang's eyebrows were twisted into a knot.
She quickly asked, "What's wrong with you?"
"Nothing, I'm just thinking about a question."
"what is the problem?"
"This Englishman just said that if you want to take these things back, you have to rob them yourself. That makes sense..."
"Don't even think about it. How are we going to snatch it?" Li Zi shook her head, thinking that Zhang Yang was daydreaming.
There are surveillance cameras everywhere in the exhibition hall, and the treasures are all in locked glass display cases. Unless the army breaks in, they can never be taken away.
"No, I don't mean to literally rob."
"So you are pretending to rob?"
"That's right, I was just pretending to want to rob..." Zhang Yang's eyes lit up as he spoke.
It suddenly dawned on him.
I figured out how to get the Shuangyangzun back to the warehouse.
However, there are too many tourists here, so it is obviously not a place to talk. Zhang Yang hugged Li Zi skillfully:
"Let's go check out the Shuangyang Zun first and see how well the security measures are done on that thing."
……
The display case of the Shuangyangzun is located among a group of bronze display cases. Other bronze swords are placed in one display case, but this one is in a separate one.
But even so, Zhang Yang and Li Zi took a lot of effort to slowly walk from the periphery of the crowd to the front of the display cabinet.
Finally, I can see the target up close through the glass.
The Shuangyangzun, as the name suggests, has only two sheep heads. It sounds a bit like half of the Siyangzun, but in fact it is very different from the Siyangzun.
The most obvious difference is the bottom foot.
The base of the Four-Ram Square Tripod is a whole square with no obvious gaps.
However, the four legs of the Shuangyangzun are separated like the legs of a tripod.
Secondly, the sheep head of the Double Sheep Zun is not as delicate as the Four Sheep Square Zun, and the corrosion is more serious. There are green rust spots of various sizes on the sheep body...
"That's not right. The pictures of the Twin Sheep Zun I found online didn't show so much rust on them!"
Zhang Yang looked at the real Shuangyangzun and couldn't help but murmur in his heart.
The Double-Ram Zun in the photo, although not considered an ancient green-lacquered one, is overall smooth and uniform, somewhat similar to the Four-Ram Square Zun.
This is also the reason why people speculate that these two bronze artifacts were unearthed from the same location and belong to the same ancient culture.
(The cause of green rust is related to the material of bronze itself and the environment in which it is stored)
However, Zhang Yang's question was quickly answered. An old man who acted like a tour guide in front of the display cabinet told everyone:
"In fact, before 2010, there were no green rust spots on the surface of the Shuangyangzun."
"But the staff of the British Museum conducted a scientific experiment on it. There must have been some problems when cleaning the green rust, which eventually led to the appearance of these spots of green rust..." (End of this chapter)