Chapter 43 Seize the opportunity and trap the last wave

"Who is your favorite character, Zhang Yang?"

"tornado."

"I haven't heard of this." Grandpa Lu looked embarrassed.

"It's okay, grandpa, let's talk about business."

"What exactly do you want to tell me behind my junior sister's back?" Zhang Yang asked.

If it's just an order, it would be more convenient to discuss with Xiao Shen around.

After all, she is my own junior sister. According to the settings in common novels, the junior sister must be pampered.

It is normal to love your grandfather and take care of him as well.

But now Grandpa Lu came in alone and boasted like this on purpose.

It smells like conspiracy.

"Master Zhang, this is actually the case."

"In addition to being a national treasure guy whose condition is not serious, I am also a senior antique enthusiast..."

The tone of Grandpa Lu's speech was a bit similar to that of Liu Qianghua just now.

They all have to explain the mistakes they made.

What grandpa meant was very simple. He joined the National Treasure Gang because he liked antiques.

I have a deep love for antiques.

There is a fundamental difference between them and those money-loving sluts in the National Treasure Gang.

But these words are just prelude.

The key point is below:
"Yiyi has almost told me about the Tukeng section. I know you are trying to fool her, Master Zhang."

Grandpa Lu looked at Zhang Yang with an "I understand" expression on his face.

Zhang Yang realized that something was wrong. Maybe Grandpa Lu really knew the successor of the old eunuch of the Qing Palace's Imperial Household Department.

The bullshit you brag about is about to explode.

He quickly explained:
"Grandpa, listen to me..."

"It goes without saying."

Grandpa Lu interrupted Zhang Yang:
“I understand.

Yiyi is young and can’t keep things in her heart.

In fact, our sect has much more than just the Tukengduan inheritance, right?

Just like the immortal sects in fantasy novels, bronze ware is just one of the halls. In fact, we also have various other halls, such as pottery figurines, jade ware and so on.

The man is innocent unless he possesses a treasure. Our sect is in decline now, so we should be cautious.

Master Zhang, there is nothing wrong with you doing this."

"Huh?" Zhang Yang scratched his head.

Why do I feel that what Grandpa Lu said makes so much sense?

How come my brain waves matched those of the National Treasure Gang?
He asked curiously:

"Grandpa, how do you understand it?"

"After getting to know you, Master Zhang, it's actually very simple to analyze this."

Grandpa Lu smiled mysteriously and said to Zhang Yang:

"Your age is showing."

“Without inheritance, even if you are a genius and have been refining tools since your mother’s womb, you can’t be proficient in the imitation techniques of bronze, pottery, and jade at the same time.”

"right?"

"It's true. I really do see the world from the shoulders of giants."

Zhang Yang agreed with what Grandpa Lu said.

It’s just that the giant’s name is “System”.

But after saying so much, grandpa still didn't say what he wanted to do.

Zhang Yang had no choice but to ask again.

This time, the old man suddenly stood up from the sofa.

He walked up to Zhang Yang, bowed respectfully and said:
"I have heard the Holy Sage say: 'From those who have cultivated themselves to the level of a monk, I have never failed to teach them.

From this we can infer that all human skills, whether literary, martial, agricultural, industrial, commercial, or artistic, must first be learned from a teacher before they can be successful.

……

Now there is Lu Mingfei, a 65-year-old from Handong Province, who is willing to become an apprentice to Mr. Zhang Yang and learn to make imitations of ancient jade articles to earn a living.

Zhang Yang: Awesome!
I couldn’t understand the classical Chinese, but I understood the meaning behind it.

Grandpa Lu wants to take him as his master!

This idea was so outrageous that Zhang Yang almost had a computer crash.

After he realized how outrageous this matter was, he quickly advised:

"Grandpa, this is not necessary.

Yiyi is my junior sister, and you are my elder. If you want to learn how to make jade antique, you can learn here with her.

Becoming a disciple will shorten my life."

Grandpa Lu listened to Zhang Yang's words quietly and shook his head calmly.

“No, if I want to learn your craft, of course I have to become your disciple.

Otherwise it will be a waste of money.

As for Yiyi being your junior sister...

We can talk about our own things. She calls me grandpa and I call her uncle. "

Grandpa Lu's mind was more resolute than Zhang Yang imagined.

Even if the generations are messed up.

He was determined to take Zhang Yang as his master.

Fortunately, just when Zhang Yang was in trouble, Uncle Shen from Grandpa Lu came in.

"Grandpa, Senior Brother, what are you doing?"

"You came just in time!"

Zhang Yang quickly pulled Shen Yiyi as a shield.

Explain to her the incredible scene that just happened.

Zhang Yang breathed a sigh of relief when he found out that Xiao Shen also couldn't understand the classical Chinese text.

It would be good if there is more than one husband here.

After listening, Xiao Shen told her grandfather seriously:

"My senior brother hasn't completed his apprenticeship yet, so he can't accept a disciple."

"Yes, yes, I can't accept a disciple."

Zhang Yang responded repeatedly, having just forgotten the reason he had made up for not accepting a disciple.

After hearing this, Grandpa Lu's disappointment was beyond words.

But at this time, his sweetheart gave him an idea:

"Grandpa, but you can come with me and worship Brother Yao as your master!"

"Then ask the master to appoint a senior brother to teach you how to make jade."

"Is this still possible?"

Grandpa Lu’s eyes, which had just been dim, rekindled the fire of hope.

Zhang Yang quickly called him:
"No, no, no, my master said last time that he will not accept any more disciples in the future."

"No, I was there last time and didn't hear that."

"Junior sister, you didn't hear clearly."

"Is that so? But it's okay, I'll take grandpa to the prison to ask the master." Xiao Shen discussed the itinerary with his grandfather and was surprised to find:
It seems that it is okay to not publicize the matter of becoming a disciple.

"That's Senior Brother Zhang, Senior Sister Shen."

Grandpa bowed to Zhang Yang and Xiao Shen.

"I'm going to go see the master first. I'll have to rely on your care in the future."

"No, you can't do this."

Zhang Yang wanted to explain to the two of them, but the grandfather and grandson simply wouldn't listen.

He smiled and walked out of the room.

From time to time, my grandfather's hearty laughter could be heard from outside.

Only Zhang Yang was left, sitting on the sofa depressed.

Good news, the sect is gradually growing stronger.

The bad news has nothing to do with Zhang Yang. He has become a tool.

Zhang Yang thought about it and decided that the only way now was to tell his master in advance and ask him to politely refuse Grandpa Lu.

The old man is here, and not only can he not move freely, but he also has to take care of others. That's so uncomfortable.

But before that, he still had to talk to General Zheng, after all, he had been waiting for a long time.

……

After General Zheng entered the room, he knelt on one knee as soon as he stepped over the threshold.

"Thank you, Master Zhang!"

"Mr. Zheng, you are too polite."

Zhang Yang quickly stepped forward and helped him up.

Everyone who came today is more perverted than the other.

He was numb.

"You're welcome. Thank you, Master Zhang. You deserve it."

"If it weren't for you, I wouldn't have a chance to get bail right now."

General Zheng briefly introduced to Zhang Yang what happened after he surrendered.

It was indeed the Sakura girl who swapped the bronze money tree and wanted to sell it secretly.

When they were about to ship it out of the country, they were caught by the police.

If Zhang Yang had not persuaded General Zheng to surrender in time, and if it had been a few days later, even if it could be proved in the end that the bronze tree General Zheng broke was a fake, it would have been useless.

Since all the stolen goods had not been recovered, it could only be put on his head.

But the reality is that after the money tree was brought to justice, everything in the Han tomb was found.

At least Zheng has cleared himself of the potential charges of "trafficking in cultural relics" and "destroying cultural relics".

In the end, the only thing left is "illegal excavation of ancient tombs."

Moreover, because this was a tourism project initiated by General Zheng, a construction permit was obtained very early.

Therefore, there is room for manipulating this crime.

“It feels like it should be a reprieve in the end.”

Mr. Zheng sighed after he finished speaking.

In fact, he used to do business in Qingzhou Antique Market.

As a result, just as I invested all my assets, the antique market went bankrupt.

The bosses behind the other shops that closed down around Zhang Yang’s store are basically all Mr. Zheng.

The two of them have a bit of sympathy for each other.

But General Zheng was ten times more miserable.

If a normal person encounters such a career setback, he or she will usually die immediately.

But Mr. Zheng has strong connections behind him.

Shengsheng has opened up a new track in special tourism.

It is the kind of "new" that even the Criminal Law has not had time to include.

Who would have thought that someone would develop an abandoned ancient tomb into a farm stay?

“I’m the only one on this track right now.”

Mr. Zheng did not treat Zhang Yang as an outsider and shared his business experience with him.

“The market potential is still huge and has not been fully explored.

Those tomb-raiding novels on the Internet are just advertisements for me.

Although something happened this time, there is no problem with the business itself.

I will continue working after the case is over."

Mr. Zheng told Zhang Yang that he planned to expand his business nationwide.

At that time, we will have to rely on Zhang Yang's small workshop to help supply goods.

Together, the two of them will become bigger and stronger.

Having said so much, the core idea is actually one thing:

Paint a rosy picture for Zhang Yang.

When Zhang Yang was a graduate student in his previous life, he often ate the cakes set by his supervisor;
After work, the leader even opened a pancake shop.

So he was a little disgusted with General Zheng's behavior.

I helped you avoid jail, and now you're trying to PUA me into doing work for you, right?
"Boss Zheng, I understand what you mean."

"Thank you for helping me catch Liu Qianghua and the others today. It's getting late. What else can I do?"

Zhang Yang stood up and politely ordered them to leave.

However, President Zheng showed no intention of getting up.

He waved his hand:

"Master Zhang, please sit down first."

"I have another super, super huge business that I want to talk to you about."

"Oh? What business?"

Zhang Yang thought to himself, you should have told me earlier, I almost kicked you out just now.

Judging from the tone, it should be at least 0.1 small goal, right?
Zhang Yang looked at President Zheng expectantly.

The latter filled his cup of tea and then slowly said:
"Master Zhang, do you know that there is a type of people who specialize in transnational antique business?"

Zhang Yang nodded: "I've seen it in novels."

"There are some in real life, too. I got in touch with them through the woman I had a little relationship with before."

"But they don't seem to be very clear about our country's current cultural relics protection policy."

"Actually, I don't know either." Zhang Yang smiled embarrassedly.

"Forehead……"

President Zheng blinked, thinking about how to explain.

"It's a bit difficult to explain this question clearly. Anyway, Master Zhang, if you understand it as that antiques before the Yuan Dynasty cannot be exported, then it's almost correct."

"Foreigners don't know this rule at all."

"They also want to ship our country's antiques out and sell them!"

A sarcastic smile appeared on Mr. Zheng's face.

At the same time, there is a hint of treachery.

"So I thought, let's give these people a batch of fakes before they realize the problem."

"Anyway, there will be no chance to do this kind of business in the future, so just rip them off!"

(End of this chapter)