Chapter 91 The Most Reliable Person in the Lu Family
After putting the three cartons in the trunk on the ground with difficulty, Zhang Yang quickly called Xiao Shen:
"My dear junior sister, please come back soon, grandpa and the others are back..."

"They arrived so early!" Shen Yiyi asked in surprise.

"I just left school, so it will probably take me a while to get here."

"Okay, then come back soon." Zhang Yang urged, "The situation is very serious."

"It seems that your grandpa and your mother's trip abroad was just a cover. They must have gone to rob the Louvre. The Mona Lisa, Liberty Leading the People, and The Gleaners, the top three paintings in the Louvre, are all here."

"Ha ha ha ha."

Shen Yiyi's bell-like laughter came from the other end of the phone.

"Okay, I understand. Brother, wait a minute. I'll be back soon to help you confront Grandpa."

"Okay, I'm counting on you."

Zhang Yang smiled and nodded. The purpose of his calling Xiao Shen was to get her to come back quickly and suppress her grandfather.

With her around, the old man would be more restrained, otherwise he would suffer again...

"Zhang Yang, how is it?"

Grandpa Lu pointed at the things on the table and said excitedly:
"Can you tell what the treasure I bought is from?"

"Since you can imitate pottery jars, you should be able to tell that these are painted pottery from the Yangshao culture, right?"

"I can't tell at all." Zhang Yang shook his head and said.

"What? You don't even know about Yangshao painted pottery?"

"That shouldn't be the case. Let me give you some general knowledge."

Grandpa Lu took out his cell phone and prepared to read to Zhang Yang from beginning to end the information he had found in a certain library.

Ms. Lu, who had suffered such a crime before, quickly reached out to stop him:

"Dad, please calm down for a while."

She said to Zhang Yang with an apologetic look on her face:

"Zhang Yang, I'm sorry, is my dad always annoying you like this?"

"It's okay, it's okay." Zhang Yang waved his hands repeatedly.

One cannot be too serious about this kind of thing, otherwise he would have gone to buy some melon seeds for Grandpa Lu.

After all, he was just teasing someone.

Of course he knew about Yangshao painted pottery and could imitate it if he wanted to. He said he didn't know because he wanted to find something for his grandfather to do.

However, his answer caused the old man to misunderstand.

"See, I told you that you two just have a stereotype about me. Actually, in the eyes of outsiders, I am still a pretty good person."

"Right? Zhang Yang."

"Come on, let's continue talking about national treasures, no, about the Yangshao culture."

"How about we talk about the Mona Lisa first?"

Zhang Yang smiled helplessly and glanced at Shen Yiyi's mother:
"These oil paintings, the same as those in the Louvre, weren't they brought back from France by you?"

"Well, he bought it in Chinatown, France, for a high price."

Ms. Lu emphasized the word "high price" and it was obvious that she was a little resentful.

But grandpa immediately retorted:
"Not really. Compared to the original value of this painting, it's not high at all."

"I bought this painting from a Chinese. He said Picasso painted three Mona Lisa paintings, and this is one of them..."

"It's Leonardo da Vinci!" Ms. Lu corrected through gritted teeth.

"Who cares? Anyway, my elder brother told me that Chinese people don't cheat Chinese people. This is the real thing, but it's not as good-looking as the one in the museum, so it was not selected."

Grandpa Lu said confidently, then looked at Zhang Yang with a smile:

"Didn't you say you wanted to open an antique shop?"

"This painting is perfect for hanging in your store. It shows that you have an international perspective."

When grandpa said this, Zhang Yang knew that it must be Xiao Shen who had a big mouth.

Based on his understanding of Shen Yiyi, this girl must have asked her grandfather for a gift for opening a store on his behalf.

Otherwise, how could the old man be willing to give such a treasure to me?

"Thank you, but my antique shop is Chinese style."

"It's okay, you can build a western-style second floor!"

Grandpa just said it casually, and Zhang Yang listened and thought about it carefully. He found that it made some sense, so he kept it in mind.

As for the Mona Lisa, let’s not talk about it for now.

Ms. Lu also had her own thoughts on Zhang Yang opening an antique shop. She took the initiative to ask:

"Zhang Yang, did you open an antique shop to sell your own imitation bronze artifacts?"

"Yes, we also accept some customized orders. It's inconvenient without a storefront."

"If that's the case, I think you might as well apply for the identity of an intangible cultural heritage inheritor first, and then use this identity to open a store. This way you will get subsidies and it will be much more convenient."

"You can really listen to her about this kind of thing." Grandpa Lu pointed at his daughter and said to Zhang Yang, "She is from the History College and specializes in the inheritance and protection of intangible cultural heritage."

“I have a lot of experience in this area.”

"After you open your store, she can even find a CCTV reporter to interview you."

"Really?" Zhang Yang asked in surprise.

“It may depend on luck for CCTV, but for reporters from Handong Provincial TV, it shouldn’t be a problem.” Ms. Lu nodded in acknowledgment.

"Wait a minute, I'm going to get something."

Zhang Yang hurried back to his room, and had not yet had time to open the certificate sent by the district.

Back in the yard, he slapped the big red "Certificate of Honor" on the table.

"Zhang Yang, have you been approved?" Grandpa asked, looking at the certificate.

"Yes, I just got it. Bronze restoration and reproduction skills, district-level intangible cultural heritage inheritor."

"By the way, in addition to the certificate, I was also given a bonus of 20,000 yuan."

"Amazing."

Grandpa Lu said with admiration, and then asked his daughter next to him:

"How is it? Is this certificate sufficient?" "I think it's not enough. There are too many inheritors at the district and county level. It will be difficult for you to apply for a quota for the intangible cultural heritage industry."

"Intangible cultural heritage industry? It's the kind with an iron plate hanging on the wall, like a cultural relic protection unit, right?" Zhang Yang asked.

"That's right, but maybe there is a chance. You can go to the district and ask if you can apply for it..."

Shen Yiyi's mother was absolutely professional, and she quickly helped Zhang Yang find the direction.

According to her, if Zhang Yang opened a store under the name of an inheritor of intangible cultural heritage, he could save hundreds of thousands of dollars in taxes every year.

Of course, the prerequisite is that his business can make money. If he doesn’t make a penny, not only does he not have to pay taxes, he can also apply for subsidies.

Even Grandpa Lu was tempted by such good benefits.

"Zhang Yang, please teach me how to imitate ancient jade artifacts. I will also apply to be a successor."

"By then, if I can afford to do poorly every month, I will be able to live comfortably with the subsidies and pension alone."

Grandpa Lu stroked the long beard on his chin, looking as if he had mastered the plan.

But his daughter beside him asked coldly:
"Dad, are you not full or warm enough? Aren't you well-fed and well-clothed now? You even have money to give to Auntie Tian..."

"Stop, stop! I was wrong!"

Hahaha, when Zhang Yang saw this scene, he finally knew who Shen Yiyi learned the trick of talking that would poke people in the chest from.

It seems that it’s okay for the junior sister to come back late. Her mother is the big boss behind the scenes, and grandpa has no temper at all because of her mother.

Because she had something else to do at school, Ms. Lu asked to go back after sitting for a while.

She originally came here to send her grandfather over.

But before leaving, she took a special visit to the room where Shen Yiyi usually slept.

Zhang Yang originally thought that she was worried about his daughter's poor sleep, but he didn't expect that after entering the room, the first thing she did was to verify whether the lock of the room was working properly.

Okay, this is for him.

As for the guest room where Grandpa Lu slept, she also took a look at it.

Just one glance, no second glance.

Before leaving, Ms. Lu pulled Zhang Yang aside and whispered to him:

"Zhang Yang, I feel like you're a very decent young man, can you do me a favor?"

"Auntie, you say it, I have no choice but to do it."

"It's not that serious. It's just that next time my father brings the old lady to our house, can you quietly notify me?"

"You know, Auntie Tian is in jail. I'm afraid my dad will be upset and find someone else who is unreliable."

"I see. Like cures like, right?"

"This is the first time I've heard of this. But the meaning is pretty much the same."

Ms. Lu nodded and added:
"Also, if my dad's room is too messy, you can help call a cleaner and keep the receipt so I can reimburse you."

"Don't mess up your guest room."

"Haha, okay." Zhang Yang responded with a smile.

An abstract daughter + an even more abstract father, Shen Yiyi's mother is in a visibly difficult situation.

Not long after Ms. Lu left, Xiao Shen came back.

As soon as she entered the house, she looked for her mother all over the yard, asking, "Ms. Lu Feng'e, where are you?"

"Stop yelling! Your mom is back at school."

Grandpa was sitting in the yard and responded unhappily.

He was holding a flashlight, studying the rough stone in his hand.

When the light was turned on, the inside was green and he was so happy that he couldn't close his mouth.

"You're going back so soon!"

"What about my senior brother?"

"He went to the district to apply for a quota for intangible cultural heritage small and micro enterprises."

"Oh, it must be my mother who gave the order, right?" Xiao Shen curled his lips and sat next to his grandfather.

Looking at the stone in her grandfather's hand, she also picked up a piece and weighed it in her hand:
"Grandpa, which liar sold you these pebbles? Are you going to use them to pave the road?"

"Pebble?" Grandpa raised his eyebrows immediately, "Don't talk nonsense, this is jadeite raw stone."

“Raw ore dug from an old mine in Myanmar.”

"Have you ever heard of Imperial Green Jadeite? This stone will be it after it is cut open."

Grandpa said, turning on the light for Shen Yiyi to see:

"Look, see, the black skin can't even cover up the green inside. Do you know what this is called?"

"A black man is being cheated on?"

"…This is called a green door. As long as you cut it open, you can make millions."

"I see!"

Shen Yiyi nodded in sudden realization. She didn't understand jade, but she understood her grandfather.

If my grandfather wants to earn millions, he must at least lose tens of millions first.

But he doesn't have tens of millions.

So I must have been cheated.

However, Shen Yiyi was not in a hurry to expose it. She wanted to wait for Zhang Yang to come back and share this fun with others.

……

At the same time, Zhang Yang just walked out of Deputy Director Miao's office.

Looking at the documents in his hand, he scratched his head.

"Invitation to the theme event "Intangible Cultural Heritage into Campus"".

Director Miao said that if you want to get the iron plate that can be hung on the door of the store, you have to participate in this event and get unanimous praise from everyone.

Of course, what she said was more official, saying "to enhance one's own visibility and gain widespread recognition from the general public."

To put it bluntly, it's all about earning recognition.

The only problem is, the target Zhang Yang needs to deal with this time is... students?
(End of this chapter)