Chapter 87 Someone's Heart is Broken
On the hill opposite Zhang Yang's house, there is an abandoned tea garden.

There was a period of time before, when there were girls wearing light makeup filming videos in the tea garden every day, saying things like "This is my grandfather's tea garden".

Later, they were all arrested by the police and the tea garden was naturally abandoned.

However, since Xiao Pan shipped the goods to Zhang Yang's house, a camouflage tent suddenly appeared there.

The muscular debt collector Lao K lives in it.

Every day, they either use telescopes or fly drones to monitor Zhang Yang.

And he would report to President Cai every night:
Day 1: They were carving things in the yard;
Day 2: Still carving things;
Day 3: After they finished carving, they ate hot pot in the yard, which looked delicious;

Day 4: The furnace finally started burning. I flew a drone to see what they were doing, but it fell and was thrown directly into the furnace. That was the DJ I just bought. The woman seemed to have a mental problem, she just threw it in and burned it!

Shen Yiyi: "Thanks to the gift of nature, the fire caused by this drone is really fierce."

In fact, Zhang Yang and Xiao Shen both knew that they were being monitored.

But it didn't matter, because it would soon be two weeks of rainy days, and they had a very legitimate reason to move their workplace indoors.

Working indoors, there is a lot of privacy and progress is very smooth.

However, a small incident occurred in the middle.

On the seventh day, just as Zhang Yang was about to start making the mural, Deputy Director Miao, who was in charge of the district's intangible cultural heritage application, suddenly came to him.

And it’s quite a big deal.

A bus drove directly to Zhang Yang's doorstep.

Looking at the dozen or so people getting off the bus, Zhang Yang felt overwhelmed.

There are so many people and so many eyes. If someone notices something wrong, all the hard work of these days will be wasted, and there is the possibility that "mercenaries" will be recruited.

I just submitted a simple application online. Is it necessary to make such a big fuss?

Applying to be an inheritor of intangible cultural heritage is not like applying to host the Olympic Games...

But Zhang Yang had to open the door.

There's a fire in the kiln in the yard and smoke is coming out. If I pretend that no one is there, the fire department will probably come to my door soon.

Looking at the room full of real and fake antiques, Zhang Yang knew that it was too late to clean them up, so he could only lock the antiques and Xiao Shen in the room.

He told his junior sister:
"Unless I come knocking on the door alone later, you can't open the door for anyone."

"Understand?"

"I understand the truth, but brother, if we lock the door in broad daylight, won't it make things more obvious?"

"It's okay. If it doesn't work, just make a few weird noises. I'll tell them there's a lunatic in the house and he'll bite people if he's let out."

"Biting people? Are you a madman or a dog? Tell me clearly."

"It's all right, it depends on what you like."

"Okay." Xiao Shen curled his lips and rolled his eyes at Zhang Yang in dissatisfaction.

She wanted to switch with Zhang Yang, but was afraid that she wouldn't be able to do it well.

This is the only silent protest.

After arranging all this, Zhang Yang hurried out.

"Director Miao, welcome, welcome!"

The middle-aged woman outside the door had a big round face and neat short hair, which looked exactly like her WeChat avatar without any photoshop. Zhang Yang recognized her at the first sight.

He didn't recognize the rest of the people.

But none of them should have a higher position than Director Miao. They all stood obediently behind her, with a clear hierarchy.

"Are you Zhang Yang?"

Director Miao shook hands with Zhang Yang and looked him over:
"You look older in person than in the photo."

"I've been wanting to change to a more mature look lately." Zhang Yang said, stroking the stubble on his chin.

"That's good. In your current state, you should have no problem with your image when applying to be an inheritor of intangible cultural heritage."

“I was indeed a little too naive before.”

"Come, let me introduce them to you. They are all members of the jury of our bureau's intangible cultural heritage project team. I didn't greet them in advance this time because I wanted to come and see you in your truest form."

"It shouldn't bother you, right?"

"No, no, it's just..."

Before Zhang Yang could finish his words, raindrops as big as soybeans suddenly fell from the gloomy sky.

If nothing unexpected happens, it will rain heavily soon.

All the men and women on the jury looked straight at Zhang Yang at once.

They wanted to go inside to avoid the rain.

Zhang Yang felt a little uncomfortable being watched by so many people, so he quickly spoke:
"Oh, it's raining heavily! Director Miao, why don't you guys go to the car to hide from the rain first?"

"???" Director Miao looked at Zhang Yang in surprise and asked in a low voice: "Is this reasonable?"

"That makes sense. My house can't accommodate so many people." Zhang Yang answered very seriously.

He blocked the door and the rain was getting heavier, so the jury members had to go back to the car.

Only Director Miao was there, holding an umbrella, and insisted on entering Zhang Yang's yard.

……

As soon as he entered the yard, Director Miao lowered his voice and asked:

"Are you not ready? Is there something going on at home?"

"It's really not very convenient today."

"Then go and clean it up quickly. I'll bring them in when the rain stops."

"Okay." Zhang Yang nodded quickly.

He was about to knock on the door when he suddenly noticed Director Miao following him.

She obviously wanted to follow him into the house.

Zhang Yang's hand was suspended in mid-air, and he stopped abruptly. "Director Miao, can you step aside for a moment?"

"Ah? Why?"

Director Miao looked at Zhang Yang in confusion. She pointed at herself and said:
"I'm one of us, don't you know?"

"I can go in and help you check. Otherwise, can you guarantee that there will be no violations or illegal places after you clean up?"

"Thank you, Director Miao, but it's really not necessary." Zhang Yang shook his head decisively.

"What do you mean by no need? I'm here specifically to help you deal with this matter. Hurry up, don't let them see it later." Director Miao urged.

"It's okay, I can handle it myself."

"..."

No matter what Director Miao said, Zhang Yang refused to give in.

Even if she was sent by Uncle Shen Yiyi, it wouldn't work.

The fewer people who know the details of this matter, the better.

At present, even Xiao Shen doesn’t know what Zhang Yang wants to do specifically.

"Okay, then you take care of yourself."

Director Miao suddenly sighed and looked at Zhang Yang meaningfully.

"I know, thanks for reminding me."

Zhang Yang watched the other party walk to the gate of the courtyard, then turned back and knocked on the door:

"Open the door!"

“Woof, woof woof~”

"...I'm alone here. Shen Yiyi, please open the door quickly, or it will be too late."

At Zhang Yang's urging, the curtains of the bedroom on the first floor were opened a little. Shen Yiyi looked outside the house carefully and made sure that there was no one around Zhang Yang before she hurried to open the door.

"That's not right. Brother, weren't you talking to a woman just now?" Xiao Shen asked in confusion.

"I'll explain this later. Let's move everything to your bedroom first."

"Then go into the bedroom and lock the door. No matter what happens, don't open the door!"

"Ah? Coming again?" Shen Yiyi looked refusal.

"Of course." Zhang Yang smiled and encouraged, "Your dog barking just now was very professional. Continue later."

……

An hour later, the jury's bus slowly drove away from Good Luck Village.

Zhang Yang passed their assessment.

You just need to go to the bureau to sign an agreement, and then you will become a “district-level intangible cultural heritage skills inheritor.”

At the same time, in a beach villa in Linzhou, Mr. Cai also received a message from Director Miao:
[Zhang Yang probably hasn’t contacted anyone else. I told him I was one of them, and he remained unmoved by all the hints I gave him.]
After reading the message, Mr. Cai nodded with satisfaction, threw the phone to the female secretary, asked her to reply, and instructed:

"The acceptance team can start organizing."

"Once Zhang Yang is done, we will go to the site for inspection. At the same time, you contact the museum to prepare the export procedures for the replica. I don't want to see any more problems at the customs."

Hearing what the boss said, the female secretary showed an embarrassed expression on her face.

After noticing this, Mr. Cai asked impatiently:
"What's wrong with you? If you have something to say, say it now!"

"Boss, the appraiser we've been looking for, Uncle Dong from Linzhou, seems to have had some problems."

"Huh? What happened to him?"

Upon hearing that his partner had a problem, Mr. Cai quickly stood up from the sofa.

"Boss, please watch this video first."

The female secretary handed over a tablet, on which was playing a clip of one of Zhang Yang's live broadcasts.

The title of the slice is:

"Linzhou Dongshu challenged the antique master live, was humiliated, and ran away with his heart broken"

After watching the video carefully, Mr. Cai raised his head with a complicated expression and asked:
"Is this Zhang Guoqiang the stage name used by Zhang Yang during his live broadcasts?"

"Yes, his account has more than 2 followers, but he hasn't broadcast for a long time."

"What about Uncle Dong? Is his heart really broken?"

"I don't think he did."

The secretary explained:

"It seems like he has been reincarnated and changed his name to Hexi Jianbao. He wants to form a CP with a treasure appraisal anchor named Haidong, but there has been no progress on this CP so far."

"A man is in a CP relationship? Then he should be useless."

Mr. Cai sighed, tapped the table rhythmically with his fingers, and began to think about the problem carefully.

There are very few appraisers like Uncle Dong who only care about money. Anyone with a little bit of ability has integrity.

Especially when it comes to major issues such as the export of cultural relics.

"How about this, you contact the heads of those museums and ask them to send one person from each museum."

"You should be able to recognize the artifacts in your own museum, right? Then ask them to help identify them and confirm Zhang Yang's craftsmanship."

"What about the murals?" asked the secretary.

"The mural is simple. Take a photo and put the photos together. If they can overlap completely, then there is no problem."

"Boss is wise!"

"Haha, stop flattering me and get back to work."

After Mr. Cai drove the female secretary away, he watched Zhang Yang's live broadcast and fell into a brief period of thought.

He murmured to himself:
"This guy seems to be a real talent. How can I make him work for me wholeheartedly?"

(End of this chapter)