Chapter 45: After traveling through time, I don't want my master to be a hot sheep

Two days later, in the visiting room of Qingzhou City No. 2 Prison.

Zhang Yang's master Feng Yao looked at the gray-haired old man beside his apprentice.

He rubbed his eyes hard.

I must be dazzled!
With this hair and these wrinkles, could he be a new apprentice?

It's only been more than half a year since I came here. Is things out there so chaotic now?
In any case, in Feng Yao's opinion, this is definitely not accepting a disciple.

This is like finding a father for yourself.

When I get out of prison, I'll just provide for this old man's retirement, right?
It's too perverted, he really can't accept it.

Just pretend that you haven't reformed yet. Feng Yao can't accept this disciple anyway.

He said seriously:

"Zhang Yang, Yiyi wants to bring grandpa to our house as a guest. You just need to entertain them with delicious food and drinks."

"Don't be secretive about what grandpa wants to see or learn. Tell him the truth."

"As for the matter of becoming a disciple, I don't think it's necessary, right?"

"Yes, Master!" Zhang Yang replied immediately.

With an excited heart and trembling hands, Zhang Yang finally found someone who understood him.

After all, it has to be the master.

Although it is the "Limited Time Edition of Tears Behind Bars", Zhang Yang feels warm in his heart because his master is standing by him.

But what happened next made his heart skip a beat.

Grandpa Lu raised his hand and asked timidly:

"Is it okay for me to pay to become your disciple?"

You have to pay tuition to learn crosstalk, let alone learning the craft of making things look old.

So before coming, Grandpa Lu had already withdrawn all his pension.

You must become this master.

After hearing what Grandpa Lu said, Zhang Yang responded based on his understanding of his master:

"no!"

But the master was not slow to react. Almost at the same time, Feng Yao asked back:
"how much is it?"

Zhang Yang: "???"

"Master, didn't I just transfer money to you last month? Are you still short of money in there?"

"I won't come out anymore, right?" Feng Yao said unhappily.

He wanted to reach his hand through the glass and give Zhang Yang a smack on the head.

You traitor, can’t you expect something good from your master?

"Yiyi's grandfather, forget about becoming his disciple. At our ages, it's easy to shorten our lifespans."

"But you only need to pay a three thousand yuan entrance fee, and you will be one of us from now on."

"As for the name, just keep it the same as before."

After Feng Yao finished speaking, he excitedly raised his eyebrows at Zhang Yang.

It seems to be saying:

What do you think? Your master’s trick is great, right?
Not only did I make the old man happy, I was also able to earn some money.

But what he could not have imagined was that Grandpa Lu was not an ordinary person. He was the one who could train Shen Yiyi.

The brain is extremely active.

"3,000 yuan for entry, what can I do with 30,000 yuan? An elder?"

"Three hundred thousand? Can you become the head of the sect?"

Grandpa's questions confused Feng Yao.

He turned to look at the prison guard, then looked at the people around him, making sure that he was living in the 21st century.

Feng Yaoxin said:

Is this old man crazy?
Spend three hundred thousand to become the leader of a sect with only three people?

Zhang Yang was originally very angry that his master had stabbed him in the back.

But after listening to Grandpa Lu's words, he suddenly came to his senses.

Yes, that's how the problem can be solved.

He quickly replied:
"Grandpa, I will charge you a maximum of 30,000 yuan for the position of an elder."

"Thirty thousand, elder..."

Grandpa Lu muttered to himself, as if analyzing whether it was cost-effective.

"Master Zhang, can the elder learn your skills?"

"Of course, all technologies in the sect are shared."

"Okay, I agree."

Grandpa Lu nodded heavily. The title of "elder" was obviously very much to the old man's liking.

Under Feng Yao's shocked gaze, Zhang Yang persuaded the old man to leave.

He then explained to his master:
"Thirty thousand yuan, that's the material fee paid by the old man."

"I will deduct the money for the various materials he will need to learn his craft from the 30,000 yuan. Even if he regrets it, I still have the bill."

"The old man is somewhat famous in the Qingzhou collection circle. He is like a walking billboard. Maybe he can help us grow bigger and stronger."

After listening to this, Feng Yao looked at Zhang Yang with awe.

"Sure, brat, now you have a set of rules."

"But tell me the truth, what's going on between you and Shen Yiyi? Why is her grandfather here?"

"Will his parents come over soon?"

“This matter is a bit complicated to explain.”

Zhang Yang turned his head and looked at the wall clock. The time for meeting with prisoners was limited to 30 minutes.

Time is precious, so let’s get down to business first.

"Master, I'll explain Shen Yiyi's matter to you when I have the chance."

"I have something more important to ask you now."

"Well, you ask."

Feng Yao held the phone tightly, afraid of missing any crucial information.

"Master, are you being a licker behind my back?"

"What the hell?"

"I said, are you a bootlicker?"

"Before, a woman called me and said she was my master's wife."

"Then what?" Feng Yao asked nervously.

Looking at his expression, Zhang Yang knew that he might have guessed right.

The master is really a hot sheep.

This is so disappointing.

He instantly lost the mood to explain and told Feng Yao:

"The other party is in Shenghai. I called the police, but I don't know if he has been caught yet."

"Call the police..." Feng Yao frowned and repeated Zhang Yang's words with mixed emotions.

He raised his head and glanced at Zhang Yang.

As a result, after being glared at fiercely by Zhang Yang, he lowered his head in embarrassment.

Well, a bootlicker really can’t hold his head up in front of normal people.

"Okay, call the police if you want."

"But it's no use."

Feng Yao explained to Zhang Yang:

"Her name is Lin Xia. She is our foreman. She is only responsible for finding the graves. She has never dug them, nor has she ever shared the loot."

“So the police couldn’t do anything to her.”

"Master, when did you become a policeman?" Zhang Yang asked back.

"No, well, forget it if you don't believe it."

Feng Yao shook his head helplessly, looking like he had a lot to say but was too lazy to say it.

Zhang Yang scoffed at this.

They were just a few tomb robbers who robbed graves in public and were in real trouble.

"Of course I don't believe it. How can the leader be innocent?"

"Wait, Master. Next month I will try to bring you the good news that Lin Xia is in prison."

……

arrive home.

Zhang Yang accepted the 30,000 yuan from Grandpa Lu and passed on his master's rocking chair to him.

From now on, only "Elder Lu" can sit on that rocking chair, and everyone else should move back a little.

Now, there is nothing offensive about the name, but the safety hazard has not been eliminated.

Especially when Xiao Shen was casting the bronze ware, he was so clumsy that Grandpa Lu wanted to help and almost spilled the molten bronze, which made Zhang Yang sweat.

He hurried over to help Xiao Shen with it.

But it’s not a good thing to keep doing this.

Zhang Yang thought about it and assigned a task to Grandpa Lu.

Let grandpa collect the prehistoric jade artifacts that are common on the market. When he comes back, he will help grandpa analyze the problems one by one and improve his knowledge of jade artifacts first.

It just so happened that at this time, Xiao Shen also had to go back to school.

The safety factor of the yard has increased dramatically.

During this period, Zhang Yang was also preparing to set off for the Sanyang City Jade Wholesale Market.

……

Before going, he did his homework.

I know that in addition to being careful about Russian materials, Qinghai materials and Korean materials, I also have to be careful about Xiuyan jade and quartzite.

There are so many scams nowadays that it’s easy to be fooled.

But when he arrived at the market, Zhang Yang was still dazzled.

The market is completely different from what you imagine.

Why are the Hetian jade seeds here piled up like small mountains on the stalls?

The place with the most people is actually the place for gambling on stones. Can people also gamble on Hetian jade?

The boss said that what he sells is real Hetian jade, so why does he remain silent when asked whether there is a certificate?

There is a huge gap between this market and the so-called "Jade Holy Land" on Xiaohongshu.

Reasonable suspicion is soft advertising.

Zhang Yang, with a huge sum of 150,000 yuan in his pocket, wandered around the market for a whole day but didn't find a single real thing worth buying.

When returning to the hotel at night, the doorman downstairs told Zhang Yang:
A handsome young man like him looks like an amateur at first glance.

If he is a boss, he will only think about cheating him and will not show him the genuine product.

If you want to buy genuine stuff, you have to at least pretend to be knowledgeable.

After listening to this, Zhang Yang felt that what the old man said was very right.

That night, he found a local Coser online.

(End of this chapter)