Chapter 51 You Old Six
After Grandma Tian left, Zhang Yang was not in a hurry to prepare the Buddha statue.

Firstly, it is because he does not have enough recognition value.

I have to find some time in the evening to go to Ding Quan’s live broadcast room to grab some treasures.

Secondly, there is a play to watch in the yard.

Xiao Shen is going to "torture" his grandfather.

Look at Shen Yiyi, sitting on a stone bench with her arms folded, with an indifferent expression on her face.

The problem is quite serious.

"Professor Lu Mingfei." Xiao Shen called his grandfather by his name. "Excuse me."

"What instructions did my mother, Ms. Lu Feng'e, give regarding your personal relationship with Ms. Tian Lianfen?"

"Haha."

Grandpa Lu smiled foolishly twice and did not respond.

He must have felt guilty, so he pretended to be stupid and changed the subject:
"Hey, Zhang Yang, why did the courtyard wall collapse?"

"Brother, ignore him."

Xiao Shen blocked Zhang Yang's mouth in advance.

"Just watch the fun from the sidelines."

"Okay!" Zhang Yang nodded heavily.

"Professor Lu Mingfei, if you have forgotten, I will help you recall it."

Shen Yiyi stood up, put her hands on her waist, and cleared her throat like a middle-aged woman and said:
"How many times do I have to say it? Does Auntie Tian like you?"

"Does she like you because you're older, or because you don't take showers?"

"She wants your house, your pension, and your free calligraphy lessons for her grandson."

"Such a simple question, can't you, a professor, figure it out?"

"If I see you and her having an affair again, I will go to Tian's house and put up a banner to block her way."

What Shen Yiyi said was obviously an imitation of her mother.

It's a bit funny because of the pretentious tone.

After listening to this, Zhang Yang and Grandpa Lu laughed out loud.

The yard was suddenly filled with a happy atmosphere.

"Professor Lu, how dare you laugh!" Xiao Shen shouted angrily.

"That's enough, Yiyi. You're just making fun of yourself, Senior Brother." Grandpa Lu waved his hand. "Don't tell your mother about this. I owe you a favor."

"Ok?"

"Well, Senior Brother, please bear witness. Grandpa owes me a favor."

"Well, I'll testify." Zhang Yang replied with a smile.

"Zhang Yang, stop laughing. When you reach my age, you will know how happy it is to find an old lady who understands you."

Look at Grandpa Lu’s serious face.

Zhang Yang laughed even louder.

"Hahaha."

"Grandpa Lu, Junior Sister has finished asking questions, it's my turn now."

"I also want to ask you a question: What about the jade collection you promised me? I've been gone for so long, where are the things?"

"Yes, where are the things?" Xiao Shen also echoed.

"Forehead……"

Grandpa Lu blinked, hesitated for a long time, and finally said:
"Sorry, I forgot."

"forget?"

Zhang Yang thought, it would be better to just forget it.

He immediately said that when Grandpa Lu brought the jade that he had promised, he would teach him the technique of making jade look old.

As for now, let’s renovate the courtyard wall together.

Otherwise, Wu Laoer will easily appear at night.

……

That night, after Xiao Shen and the others had fallen asleep.

Zhang Yang quietly brought a bronze jug into the room.

He took a look and found that Buddha statues had many abilities, even more than bronze ware.

Because Buddha statues come in metal, stone (jade) carvings, wood carvings, clay sculptures, and even the "dry lacquer and paper-mache" ones that Zhang Yang had heard of for the first time.

In comparison, metal statues are the simplest.

Because it can be cast using the lost wax method commonly used for bronze ware.

Zhang Yang only needs to unlock the ability of [Metal Buddha Statue Production] to imitate the Buddha statue that Grandma Tian wants.

But before that, he still needs to collect recognition points first.

Zhang Yang had already confirmed it in advance, and Ding Quan was broadcasting live at the moment.

Although the number of viewers is only 6+, it is enough.

Zhang Yang fixed his phone, found a good viewing angle for Bronze Duke, and prepared to start the live broadcast.

He skillfully clicked into the live broadcast room of "Ding Quan Treasure Appraisal".

Unfortunately, someone was just starting to connect.

We have to wait a little longer.

Zhang Yang sat down leisurely, ready to see which big enemy had gotten ahead of him.

"Good evening, Brother Quan."

The treasure friend in the video came up and greeted enthusiastically. But the host and the audience's attention were attracted by a half-covered paper box on the ground.

The same goes for Zhang Yang.

Because the exposed part of the box showed that it contained a pottery jar.

The surface of the pottery jar has a strong earthy color, and it looks like it has just been dug out of the ground.

"My dear, what treasure do you have in this box?"

"Please show it to us."

"Well, wait a moment."

Baoyou opened the paper box and found four pieces of pottery inside.

He picked up one of them and said:

"Help me see, what era is this from?"

"This is... a small pottery jar from the Han Dynasty."

Ding Quan answered quickly.

"Han's? What about this one?"

Baoyou picked up another pottery jar:
"This should also be from the Han Dynasty. They were unearthed from the same tomb."

"Ah? So direct?"

Ding Quan covered his mouth and coughed softly.

There have indeed been people suspected to be tomb robbers appearing in the live broadcast room, but this is the first time someone is so crazy.

【"Frankly Speaking"】

[Big brother is so fierce]

[A brand new unearthed pottery jar, is it worth looking at? 】

[The elder brother is quite honest, which is good for me]

"It's okay, I'm not afraid."

Baoyou picked up another one and asked:

"Are you sure it was unearthed from a tomb from the Han Dynasty?"

"There's no problem. What you have in your hand is a soul bottle from the Han Dynasty. Someone has appraised it before." Ding Quan replied.

"Wait a minute."

"Brother, you guys are not a team, are you?"

"Team? What team?"

Baoyou asked in some surprise.

[Still pretending, now you’re exposed]

[I have an impression of this soul bottle. Someone has appraised it before.]

[When did it happen? Can anyone tell me the date? ]

[It can’t be a script, I thought it was a script last time, and this time even the props were not changed]

Not only the friends who came for appraisal were shocked, but also Zhang Yang in front of the screen.

In fact, when Baoyou opened the paper box and revealed all the pottery jars inside.

Zhang Yang was stunned.

His brain was working rapidly, analyzing the situation.

That soul bottle was exactly the same as the real one he had bought from the antique city before.

But because it is a video, we cannot be sure whether he imitated it.

There were two imitations at the time. One was broken into pieces by the pottery stall owner, and the remaining one was sold to Liu Qianghua at a high price.

At the beginning, Zhang Yang did doubt whether Liu Qianghua was playing tricks on him.

But when he saw the other pottery jars in the paper box, he immediately rejected the idea.

Because from his professional perspective, those items were indeed unearthed pottery jars from the Han Dynasty.

Liu Qianghua specializes in counterfeits, where do the real ones come from?
Maybe he really is a tomb robber.

And he is very rampant, like an outlaw.

After thinking this through, Zhang Yang felt a little unhappy.

The real tomb robbers came and squeezed the living space of the fake tomb robber.

If we connect online later, the recognition value will probably plummet again.

After all, the probability of two tomb robbers coming in succession is too low.

In the live broadcast room, Ding Quan was asking questions:
"Brother, where did you find the tomb you just mentioned? I can help you analyze whether it is a Han tomb."

"Don't worry about that. Just tell me, is this thing really from the Han Dynasty?"

Baoyou asked as he picked up the soul bottle.

"Of course."

"Oh? Really? Hehe!"

On the other end of the video, Baoyou suddenly laughed strangely.

He lifted the gray pottery soul bottle into the air, and suddenly, he let go of his hands.

Zhang Yang stared at this scene with wide eyes, and understood instantly:

Liu Qianghua, you damn bastard!

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