Chapter 180 Pan Jiayuan's Rules
"Boss, are you going to Yanjing?"
When they went to work the next day, the studio trio heard that Zhang Yang was going to Yanjing for a week's business trip.
The three of them looked at each other secretly in front of Zhang Yang, as if they had something to say.
"Okay, I know what you're thinking."
Zhang Yang curled his lips, exposing their little thoughts.
"Yes, we have a holiday."
"Starting tomorrow, we will be on vacation until the 4th of next month."
"You guys have a good rest. When I come back, we have several big jobs in a row, so we will probably be very busy."
Zhang Yang’s big projects include the second season of the “Light of the Ocean Forest Treasure Appraisal and Auction” event, the second phase of the loan exhibition at the Yangcheng Museum, and the admission ceremony of two bronze swords.
Especially the last thing, the bronze sword entering the museum, must be done grandly and live broadcast is indispensable.
Zhang Yang had already thought of the name of the ceremony, it was called "The Sword Comes from the Western Zhou Dynasty".
"Boss, do you think there is a possibility that even if you go to Yanjing, you will also need to start a live broadcast?"
"So you need a director who knows a little bit about everything."
Xu Jie tilted his head and asked, and Sister Gao's thoughts immediately opened up:
"What Ajie said is so right. As for Pan Jiayuan, boss, you will definitely not be able to bear it."
"To be honest, I know the art of disguise and can change your appearance, boss. In this case, there will be no risk in sweeping the entire antique market."
"Then you hurry up and make arrangements for Xu Jie. Didn't you say that the blind date you introduced last time complained that he looked old?" Zhang Yang couldn't help but laugh.
He knew that these two people actually wanted to travel at public expense.
Coincidentally, so does Zhang Yang himself.
All expenses for this trip north will be paid for by Mr. Chu, the captain of the archaeological team.
Xiao Chu has booked all the hotels and restaurants.
Cheng Laoer couldn't snatch the five million pocket money from his daughter.
Zhang Yang told the employees the news with a look of regret:
"Don't be discouraged. Remember to check in my live broadcast room every day to increase the popularity."
"What will happen if we don't fight?" Xu Jie asked.
"Then next time we travel at public expense, you will be responsible for looking after the house." Zhang Yang encouraged with a smile.
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One day later, Yanjing.
Zhang Yang finally met the elders + backers behind Chu Ziqiang.
Chu Zhenmin, the former deputy director of the State Administration of Cultural Heritage, is sixty years old and has just retired from his original position.
He is Chu Ziqiang’s fourth uncle.
As for Chu Ziqiang's grandfather, he is an old expert. He goes to Beidaihe every summer for summer vacation and may also attend some conferences.
With this background, Zhang Yang instantly understood why Xiao Chu said he wanted to create a system as soon as he opened his mouth.
To them, it is indeed a small matter.
The review meeting of experts from the State Administration of Cultural Heritage was scheduled for the next day.
Zhang Yang originally wanted to go back to the hotel to review his notes, but Chu Zhenmin didn't want to let him go back for a surprise attack before the exam.
"Xiao Zhang, the expert team that will review tomorrow will mainly look at your theoretical level."
"But if you want to be the mainstay of an archaeological team, the actual ability is the most important."
"I happen to be free today, and it's your first time in Yanjing. How about we go to Panjiayuan together?"
"How can this be so embarrassing..."
Zhang Yang politely agreed.
On the way there, Chu Zhenmin asked Xiao Chu to educate Zhang Yang on some of Pan Jiayuan's rules.
First: You can’t mess up the situation. If you see a fake one, you can only say that you are not sure;
Second: Don’t make a counter-offer if you don’t want to buy. Once the store agrees to your counter-offer, you must buy;
Third: No matter whether it is holes or holes, it cannot be returned;
Fourth: Don’t inquire about the origin of things:
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Ninth: Do not pass things from hand to hand when looking at them, lest things fall to the ground and it is unclear whose responsibility it is;
There are nine rules in total. After listening to them, Zhang Yang already had the image of visiting the "ghost market" in the movie in his mind.
It can be summed up in two words: "Don't buy it."
If there is really a big leak that needs to be picked up, just tell Xiao Chu a psychological minimum price and simply let him negotiate.
The three of them soon arrived at the "Pan Jiayuan Flea Market".
When we arrived at the entrance of the market, Chu Zhenmin came to play.
He touched his beard, smiled and said to Zhang Yang and Xiao Chu:
"I'm going to meet an old friend. Let's meet here in two hours."
"Let's see if you can bring something real."
After Lao Chu left, Zhang Yang patted Xiao Chu on the shoulder and sighed.
Chu Ziqiang knew what he meant, and his expression was a little embarrassed:
"Brother, there is nothing we can do. As soon as they heard that you were a treasure appraisal anchor, they all said, 'Live broadcast of treasure appraisal is a lie', and they didn't give you a chance at all."
"I'm a soft-spoken person, and my words are rotten, so the Fourth Master agreed to take you around."
"Yes, I understand." Zhang Yang responded, noncommittal.
"How about we go pick up some leaks?" Chu Ziqiang blinked and asked.
"I heard that Master Ma was here before and picked up Yongzheng official kiln pastels worth more than 6 million yuan for 208 yuan."
Upon hearing this, Zhang Yang took out his cell phone and looked at the time at Chu Ziqiang.
"You're giving me chicken soup from decades ago before we even start, right?"
"It's 2023 now, wake up, all the leaks have been picked up."
The two of them were still at the entrance of the market and had not gone in for shopping, so Zhang Yang said this without much scruples.
But even so, he was still "arrested".
"Just because you can't find a bargain doesn't mean there is no bargain."
A somewhat sharp and harsh male voice came from behind:
"Young people nowadays are so impetuous, how can they understand antique collection!"
Zhang Yang turned around in response, and the person who spoke was a short and thin old man.
Behind him, followed a sunset red tour group, whose members were all old men and women, wearing red hats with the logo of the tour group.
Pan Jiayuan is well-known and is considered one of the famous attractions in Yanjing.
Since it is a tourist attraction, it is reasonable to have leeks.
But the old tour guide's approach of directly pulling a car of "leeks" to give money is still a bit too rough.
Chu Ziqiang had never seen such a scene. He saw that there were still buses coming on the road, and quickly pulled Zhang Yang's arm:
"Let's go, wait until the little red hats come in, and there will be no place to step."
Zhang Yang thought about it and realized that this was the case.
When he was in Tianguang Market in Yangcheng, he had experienced the feeling of being sandwiched between two old men, which was quite awkward.
The two hurried to the flea market.
First, they visited the street stall area where "good and bad people were mixed together".
The street stalls on the roadside were next to each other, and at first, most of them sold hand strings and other cultural relics.
These things were cheap, and tourists liked to buy them as souvenirs.
Zhang Yang looked at several stalls curiously. The most conscientious merchants used Vietnamese yellow to impersonate Hainan yellow.
As for the unscrupulous ones, they simply used ordinary solid wood beads with a layer of paint.
Maybe the two walked a little slowly, and an old man in the tour group quickly surpassed them and stopped in front of a street stall full of wooden Buddha statues.
"The old man seemed to come for this stall!" Chu Ziqiang whispered.
Zhang Yang nodded and stopped, as if there was something interesting to watch.