Chapter 41 Brother, Just Treat Me Like a Fart
Judging from the current situation, Zhang Yang seems to be surrounded.

"This person makes old things," "He specializes in selling fakes," "I heard he is dealing with intangible cultural heritage"

“Is the intangible cultural heritage the work of immigrants from Africa?”, “Why is it a young man?”, “Speaking frankly, you have improved my aesthetic taste”…

The crowd's discussions kept coming into Zhang Yang's ears.

It turns out that appraising treasures is just a side job, while eating spectacles is the profession.

Especially the ones in front of Zhang Yang.

The cell phone camera was almost touching his face, like he was being interviewed by an entertainment reporter.

Fortunately, Zhang Yang had anticipated this scene.

Being besieged? Don't be afraid.

He already had a soul bottle in his bag.

This was the way he thought of to escape.

I will go find Teacher Fan later and tell him that in addition to counterfeiting, he also works part-time as a grave digger, and that this soul bottle was just dug out.

In order to maintain order at the scene, Teacher Fan would definitely find security guards or the police to take him away from the scene.

In such a crowded situation, it is safest to be protected by people in uniform.

This is what Grandpa Lu said himself:
"Unless there are police, the person who forged the information will definitely be besieged by everyone."

So Zhang Yang’s choice is very reasonable.

"Everyone, let me borrow it for a moment."

"I have one more thing to identify."

Zhang Yang waved his hand and asked everyone to make way.

There aren't many people around at this moment.

And behind him, the big anchor with millions of fans is still broadcasting live.

Zhang Yang believes that even if collectors are prejudiced against practitioners in the antique handicraft industry, they will not take action at this time.

But it turns out.

He completely misjudged the situation on the scene.

After Zhang Yang finished speaking, except for an old man who came forward to ask Teacher Bai for identification, no one else gave way to him.

Even the leading lady took a step forward and asked him:

“Can you make a Qing Dynasty Buddha statue?”

"Huh?" Zhang Yang thought he was hallucinating.

"A Qing Dynasty Buddha statue, the kind made of gilded bronze, would that be okay?"

The aunt repeated it again.

The old man behind her squeezed forward and pulled the old lady and said:
"You've asked, now it's my turn. Master Zhang, can fake ivory be made to look like the real thing?"

Other collectors followed suit:
"Hey, hey, hey, can Ru kiln porcelain be imitated?"

"Teacher, can you make a nanmu coffin?"

"How much does the sword of Gou Jian, King of Yue, cost?"

"And me, do you want to sell that jade pig dragon? I'll give you two thousand."

"..."

If there hadn't been staff helping to maintain order, Zhang Yang would have been knocked to the ground by the old men and women.

What happened to the fact that counterfeiters are at the bottom of the contempt chain?
Zhang Yang felt that he had been deceived by Grandpa Lu and his men again.

It’s obviously very popular offline.

The uncles and aunts were even more exaggerated than those who chased stars. They directly pulled Zhang Yang's clothes and refused to let him leave without leaving any contact information.

If you don’t know, you might think that he was chosen for his granddaughter.

Afterwards, Zhang Yang thought about it and felt that the problem might have arisen from the fact that Teacher Bai mentioned the word "intangible cultural heritage".

In recent years, the country has done a lot of publicity on intangible cultural heritage, and many people still have some understanding of it.

I heard that Zhang Yang was working in the field of intangible cultural heritage, so even if he was actually forging something, what he produced would still be an intangible cultural heritage work of art.

And it is a top-notch work of art that can deceive the eyes of experts.

It would be strange if this weren't welcome!

But that’s a story for another day.

Now, Zhang Yang, who was stopped by the old men and women, didn't even want to go to Teacher Fan.

He ran out of business cards soon.

I managed to "kill" my way out by using my business card.

If he went to Teacher Fan's place to queue up now, and if public opinion fermented for a while, more and more people would gather around to ask for contact information, and Zhang Yang would probably have to sleep on the floor of the venue tonight. So he just wanted to get away quickly.

Zhang Yang took advantage of the uncles and aunts not paying attention and suddenly shouted:
"Yuan Shen starts!"

As expected, the former friends at the scene became agitated and responded one after another.

For a while, the sounds of starting up in the venue were heard one after another.

Zhang Yang took advantage of the half second that the old men and women were dazed, half-crouched, got through the cordon, and quickly rushed out of the crowd.

Then he ran out.

Although he rose from the bottom of the contempt chain to the top, Zhang Yang's experience seems to be not much different.

Still surrounded.

The good news is that this time the reputation has been spread.

Before Zhang Yang even returned home, he had already ranked last on the Douyin local chart.

When I clicked on the topic, I saw that all they were were videos of events posted by elderly people.

The content of the video is normal, but the title is a bit weird.

"Revealing the secret! Who is Zhang Guoqiang, the local counterfeiting master in Qingzhou?"

Today in Qingzhou, hundreds of middle-aged women are crazy about one man

"Teacher Bai lost all his skills because of a man"

"Who is the best at forging antiques? If you want to make antiques in Qingzhou look old, go to Guoqiang"

In addition to these videos, some people directly posted Zhang Yang’s business card without even blurring out his contact information.

Although the highest number of likes for these videos is just over 100, the number is still huge.

So this time, the fame has definitely spread.

Just see how many people call to place orders.

This time, Zhang Yang left his master's phone number on the business card, but his phone was turned off at the moment.

He plans to wait a few days until the enthusiasm has died down before turning on his phone again. Anyone who still insists on calling by then must be a die-hard fan.

……

After returning to Good Luck Village, Zhang Yang saw two cars parked in front of his house from a distance before he even got home.

A blue taxi and a white BMW.

Are there any customers coming?

Thinking of Shen Yiyi's social skills, Zhang Yang ran to the door in a hurry as soon as he got out of the car.

If it’s too late, I’m afraid I’ll lose customers.

Just as he was about to open the door, Zhang Yang suddenly heard a man in the yard say through the big iron gate:

"Brother, please, just treat me like a fart, okay?"

There was a faint sound of crying in the words.

It seems as if he has suffered a great injustice.

Zhang Yang couldn't help but wonder, what's going on? A gangster came to his house? He's already begging for mercy?

With a creaky sound, he pushed open the gate.

The situation in the yard stunned him.

Wow, so many people?

And they are all acquaintances.

At the stone table in the distance, Xiao Shen was massaging her grandfather's back.

On the other side of the table sat Mr. Zheng, who had previously surrendered himself. I don’t know if he escaped from prison.

Behind Mr. Zheng stood two burly men in black wearing sunglasses. They looked like bodyguards.

And on the left side of Zhang Yang’s entrance.

Two young men, Liu Qianghua and his younger brother, were holding bronze ware and staring blankly at Zhang Yang at the door.

Judging from the sad expression on Liu Qianghua's face, he must have been the one begging for mercy just now.

Seeing Zhang Yang, Xiao Shen immediately abandoned his grandfather and walked over.

"Brother, you came back so quickly!"

"These guests are here to see you."

"And these two big brothers insisted on cleaning our yard, and I couldn't stop them."

(End of this chapter)