Chapter 3: Reforming Well Inside

[This tomb robber is already panicking]

[Hahaha, I can’t hold back a fart for a long time]

[This type of tomb robber determines the age of the tomb by asking the anchor to identify the burial objects. I have seen many such live broadcasts.]

[What a pity, a large tomb from the Shang and Zhou dynasties is going to be ruined]

[Has the IP not been locked yet? Can the police act faster?]

Looking at the barrage of comments floating through the live broadcast room, Zhang Yang's eyelids twitched uncontrollably.

How did I become a tomb robber out of nowhere?

This is how Qin Hui wrongly accused people.

But the comment was right about one thing: Zhang Yang was really a little panicked.

The phrase "lock IP" in the barrage looks really scary.

Zhang Yang has seen many scenes in movies where the police use the Internet to identify criminals.

If the police really come to your door.

Seeing the antique handicrafts left over from the workshop, Zhang Yangguang wanted to explain clearly that he did not sell the handicrafts as real antiques to deceive people. It would probably take him half a day.

It may not be able to be washed clean.

Because the sales work has always been in the charge of Zhang Yang's master, he cannot guarantee that his master has done nothing wrong.

Especially after his master was imprisoned, Zhang Yang felt even more uncertain.

"Host, let me reiterate once again that I am really not a tomb robber."

"There is no tomb here either." Zhang Yang emphasized.

"I know." Ding Quan responded with a smile.

"Do you really know? Look at the way you're smiling, it's obvious that you don't believe it."

Zhang Yang was somewhat helpless and could only pick up his mobile phone to show the environment in his yard.

The farmhouse courtyard of dozens of square meters is filled with all kinds of fake antiques.

Mainly bronze artifacts, but there are also some wood-carved Buddha statues.

Some of them were made by Zhang Yang’s master;
Some are competing products purchased from the market and used for competitive product analysis.

In recent times, many competitors have been arrested by the police. Zhang Yang was afraid that his competitors would face legal risks, so he did not give them close-up shots.

Anyway, his main purpose is to prove:
"See? This is a small workshop that makes imitation antiques."

"This bronze ware is also a replica."

Anyway, the recognition value will not be taken back. Zhang Yang was able to earn 10,000 points today. He has already taken off. His current goal is to land smoothly.

Zhang Yang's words and the pictures he showed made Ding Quan's expression change.

The comments also began to be filled with comments such as "It's overturned":
【??? The anchor flipped over】

[This can’t be a game set up by competitors]

[It seems that the anchor really made a mistake]

[Live treasure appraisal is really unreliable]

It seems that Ding Quan’s situation is not good, but among the top anchors, who is easy to deal with?

Ding Quan believed his own eyes, and he had to believe it.

He coughed, then suddenly gave Zhang Yang a thumbs up and said with admiration:
"Your method of covering is good."

"What cover?" Zhang Yang didn't understand.

"I was wondering why someone would leave a hoe exposed during a live broadcast. Are you going to tell me later that this bronze artifact is actually a fake you made, which you just dug out by leaving it in the soil to make it look old?"

"Yes." Zhang Yang nodded, "What you said is the truth."

"Haha, you said you were fat and you still breathed."

Ding Quan adjusted his glasses and smiled evilly, hehehe.

"This bronze artifact of yours is completely different from the ones you just saw in the yard."

"This piece of yours, both in shape and rust color, is a typical Shang and Zhou bronze ware. I can't be mistaken."

"So the situation is obvious. You are the one who helped the tomb robbers deal with the stolen goods. You deliberately brought the authentic bronze artifacts to the handicraft workshop so that you can legally dispose of them."

"No, host, you are too imaginative, aren't you?"

Zhang Yang rubbed his cheek in silence, thinking, it's a simple thing, how can it be explained clearly? "In fact, it's very simple to analyze this problem clearly." Ding Quan said.

"Let me ask you, are the antique bronzes from your workshop sold as handicrafts?"

"Yes." Zhang Yang answered decisively.

Could he admit that he sold it as an antique? Wouldn't that be surrendering himself?
"That's right." Ding Quan said confidently, "For a small workshop like yours, who would buy your products if they were sold as antique handicrafts?"

"Do you live in Yanyunjian Village?"

(Note: Yanyunjian Village is the first village for antique bronze ware)
"No." Zhang Yang told the truth.

"That's it, isn't it? In recent years, the price of copper has been rising, and those who trade in stocks should all know that. If a small workshop sells antique crafts, it won't make any money at all. They are all sold as antiques, unless you have other sources of income and don't rely on crafts to make a living."

"For example..."

"Selling the stolen goods of tomb robbers, right?" Zhang Yang continued with Ding Quan's words in silence.

"Look, admit it!"

Ding Quan pointed at Zhang Yang with a smile on his face.

[The scheming frog keeps touching your belly]

[The analysis is well-reasoned and convincing]

[Sure enough, I was not mistaken. This bronze tripod is real.]

"What do you mean by admitting? Just wait, I will definitely be able to prove my innocence today."

Zhang Yang also got angry.

He felt a bit frustrated, and today he had to let people see how many bowls of noodles he had eaten.

Ten seconds later, Zhang Yang returned to the camera holding a golden bronze object.

The reason why bronze ware was so precious in ancient times was that before it was embroidered with green, it was close to gold.

It looks like pure gold under the sunlight.

The piece in Zhang Yang's hand was an extra material prepared when he was preparing for the live broadcast.

I didn't expect it would come in handy on such an occasion.

He placed the golden bronze ware and the green bronze ware together, compared them, and told the anchor on the other end of the video:
"Did you see it? The shape is exactly the same as the bronze one."

"I just bury the golden bronze in the soil and use potions to corrode it for a period of time, and then I can get green bronze."

"Hahaha." Ding Quan laughed very loudly after hearing this.

He did not rush to refute Zhang Yang, but first said to the audience in the live broadcast room:
"Brothers, look, this is called professionalism. Do you have any experience?"

"This treasure owner used the most advanced method to launder stolen goods, which is to make a lot of imitations and then mix the real ones in."

"But he forgot one important thing."

"That is, the color of the aged bronze ware is wrong."

"The color is wrong? What's wrong? Tell me." Zhang Yang asked in confusion.

But at this moment, no matter what he said, it sounded like he was quibbling.

It was also at this time that the system prompt sounded in Zhang Yang's ears again.

And the message floating on the screen:
[This time, 20000 points of recognition have been successfully collected]

"What's going on? Do so many people believe that this piece of mine is genuine?"

Zhang Yang looked at the comments in the live broadcast room in confusion.

[Brother Quan understands the schemes of these tomb robbers too well]

[Are you still pretending? Turn yourself in right now, you little brat]

[A treasure left by our ancestors? You only want to sell it for money? Ugh! 】

[This routine is a bit like the antique game]

[Qingzhou Internet Police: The location of the suspect has been determined, please rest assured. Protecting cultural relics is everyone's responsibility.]

"Oh? Have the Internet police taken action?"

Ding Quan also noticed the conspicuous barrage.

He raised his right hand and gently waved at Zhang Yang on the other end of the video.

"Brother, remember to cooperate with the police investigation and reform yourself in there!"

(End of this chapter)