Siheyuan: Kill Han Qingkui, Tian Zao is entangled with me

Chapter 75: Teaching Zhang Dakuizi How to Behave (Part )
Why go through so much trouble when you have the tube?

The next moment, Zheng Chaoyang excitedly reached out to cover his mouth.

All I saw was a large number of virtual dialog boxes appearing on all the items in Tan Gu Zhai.

There are only a few genuine items, all of them are fakes.

Is this the power of identifying authenticity?

Boy, just treat me like a fart!

He looked at the dozen or so counterfeits he had just brought, and sure enough, there were densely packed dialog boxes on them.

[Zhang Jizhi's Diamond Sutra has been obtained, successfully found the leak, and gained the ability of Fiery Eyes and Golden Pupils, which has been integrated into the body's memory]

This is even more serious, even the traces of artificial aging and counterfeiting on those counterfeits are revealed, and it is a red warning dialog box, it is hard not to see!
In other words, if you can't explain it clearly, Zhang Dakuazi can always accuse you of slandering him. It is not enough to just be able to tell the truth from the false, you also have to see how it was done and find the real flaws to make the other party convinced.

[Liu Gongquan's Diamond Sutra has been obtained, successfully found the leak, gained the ability to recognize pearls with wisdom, and has been integrated into the body's memory]

Frog fun!

This is amazing!
Even the materials of these antiques can be seen clearly. Those ancient books even omitted carbon-14, right?
Not all items will have golden dialog boxes, at least not any in Tan Gu Zhai.

And a golden dialog box popped up for the Diamond Sutra by Liu Gongquan in his space, which meant that the material in this Diamond Sutra was even more valuable than this book!
"President Wei, President Wei? Are you okay?"

"It's okay. I've seen too many good things and my eyes are a little sore."

Zhang Daban likes to hear this. He is not afraid that you don’t know the goods, but he is afraid of comparing the goods.

He never refuses anyone who offers him money.

"This Tang Sancai horse is really a good thing. When the man brought it to me just now, I liked it at first sight! If you like it, you can take one hundred large yellow croakers!"

What a guy!

Call it professional!

The unscrupulous businessmen would cry when they heard this.

Even robbers wouldn’t dare to be so arrogant!

Why don't you just rob a bank?

I bought thirty large yellow croakers, and asked for a hundred before they were even warmed up. Are they still large yellow croakers?

People are all made of flesh and blood, and obviously you are not!

"One hundred large yellow croakers? What do you think I am? A wild boar in a trap, or a goldfish in a net? If they are fakes, do you know how much a hundred large yellow croakers are worth? You really dare to ask for such a high price!"

"President Wei, even if the deal fails, we still have righteousness! How about you take a look at the others? This string of Buddha's relics doesn't have two hundred large yellow croakers, so you can't take it away!"

"Alright, alright, this is getting outrageous! Are you robbing me? I don't know much about these funerary objects, but you're just sharpening your knife, right? Take down the two calligraphy pieces on top and let me have a look."

"These two? They are just ordinary stuff! Are you kidding me?"

"Is there money to be made from teasing you? Name your price!"

"One. One large yellow croaker."

"What do you mean it's just one big yellow croaker? How dare you sell this broken copybook so expensively? Do you believe that I will overturn your entire stall? I'll give you ten copies for ten thousand, and I'll take these two copies!"

One hundred thousand yuan?
Zhang Daban thought of Wei Qiang's decisive character and didn't want to make things too awkward.

It’s originally a worthless thing, so let’s just call it a hundred thousand!

At least I can have a meal of roast duck!

"I'm buying it too. Those ones over there are from the Qing Dynasty, right? Are they your own high-quality imitations? Take this amount, I'll accept it with pleasure!" Regardless of Zhang Daban's objection, Zheng Chaoyang threw the money on the table and walked forward carefully, taking the copy of the calligraphy into his arms as if it were a treasure.

Zhang Daban's eyelids were twitching. It seemed that you were dazzled by that Shi Tao painting and came to buy goods from me to disgust me?
Never mind, it’s up to you!

Who made me really cheat him?

"I'll take this Tang Sancai and a large yellow croaker away. What do you think?"

"President Wei, don't joke! The Broken Marquis was right here just now. I used real money to buy thirty large yellow croakers. You asked for just one large yellow croaker when you opened your mouth. This is too embarrassing for me!"

"30 large yellow croakers, and you bought a bunch of junk? If you think it really came from a tomb, you are just picking up the dirt, so you can only wish for the best!"

"President Wei, President Wei, please take care!"

It was not until Zheng Chaoyang left that Zhang Daban let out a loud "Pooh".

You want to buy my authentic Tang Sancai with just a big yellow croaker? You’re dreaming!

[Fu Shan's calligraphy from the late Ming and early Qing dynasties has been obtained, it is of great collection value, the system recycling price is US$5,000 per piece]

Do I look like someone who is short of money?
When he returned to the parking lot in Anpingli, Zheng Chaoyang saw that there was no one around, so he changed into his own clothes, sat in the driver's seat, and drove to the supply and marketing cooperative on Liulichang Cultural Street to call the Second District Branch for support.

As soon as the other party heard that it was Zheng Chaoyang and that someone had taken over dirty funeral items, they immediately organized police forces and rushed to Tan Gu Zhai.

At this time, Wei Qiang had just got out of the car, leaning on a walking stick and walking towards Tan Gu Zhai, ready to find trouble with Zhang Daban, when he saw several police cars driving over and stopping at the door. He was so scared that he quickly backed up and got into the car, urging the driver to drive away.

What bad luck!

I didn’t check the almanac before going out!

"Comrades, this is a misunderstanding! We at Tan Gu Zhai never accept dirty things, nor do we sell funeral objects!"

"We are here because of a report. Please search inside!"

Zhang was at a loss. Just as he turned around to look outside the store, he happened to see Wei Qiang, who was leaving in a car, passing by the door.

This old bastard!

That’s why today is so abnormal!
It turns out that you are setting a trap for me!

I have never seen such a shameless person!
Being fooled is because you are not strong enough, but taking revenge on someone personally is too much.

If I fail this time
While Zhang Daban was still cursing in his heart, the batch of burial objects had already been found.

"Zhang Daban, how do you explain the provenance of these burial objects?"

"Comrade police officer, I am innocent! These are not burial objects!"

"Why not? Look for yourself!"

It would have been better if Zhang Daban didn't look at it, especially the Tang Sancai horse statue that was as tall as an adult's arm. The area on the chassis that was originally covered with dry mud had fallen off, revealing the rubber tape underneath, on which one could clearly see the words indicating which tomb the Tang Sancai horse statue came from.

"Not only are you receiving dirty items, but you are also receiving stolen goods. I have reason to believe that the blood stains on this were also left recently."

After being reminded by the police from the Outer District 2, Zhang Daban's forehead was covered with sweat. No wonder that guy wanted to show him the severed finger. Could it be that there was another meaning behind it?

"Government, I'm reporting this. That guy was wearing a straw hat, and the key is that his right index finger was broken."

"Are you sure that's a severed finger?"

"I'm sure. I've been in the antique business for so many years that I can't be wrong."

(End of this chapter)