Chapter 185 "Rules"

"Teacher, someone is messing up the place!"

After Zhang Yang lifted his underwear, the stall owner was not panicked and made a phone call first.

"Don't leave, wait, Teacher Tian will be here soon."

"We won't leave." Chu Ziqiang said with a smile: "We are here to uphold justice today..."

"Wait, don't say that."

Zhang Yang interrupted Xiao Chu and told him that this was a special line for the 240 million Huanghuali uncle.

Don't use it indiscriminately, be careful of being accidentally injured by the power of faith.

"Young man, you are upholding justice." The old man watching flattered.

"Yes, Pan Jiayuan hasn't seen people like you for many years."

"When I was as young as you, I dared to do it. Do it boldly, we support you."

"Young man who just said the opening film, you are quite handsome, I have a granddaughter, a car and a house..."

Faced with the flattery of the onlookers, Zhang Yang just smiled.

Because the barrage was even more fierce.

Shameless words like "the most courageous man in the treasure appraisal area" were said.

But Xiao Chu had never been praised like this.

He grew up in a family environment where the elders in his family never praised others easily.

Chu Ziqiang was a little proud.

"Don't worry, if this so-called Teacher Tian is really an expert at the Pan Jiayuan Cultural Relics Appraisal Center, it means that this expert and the counterfeiters are in the same nest."

"Who are you saying is counterfeiting?" the stall owner retorted.

But his voice was quickly drowned out by the voices of the people around him.

Because everyone knows that there are many counterfeits in Pan Jiayuan.

Now someone is taking the lead, and those who have been deceived, those who come here specifically to be deceived, and those who are afraid of being deceived in the future, all take the opportunity to vent their emotions.

"The appraisal center you are talking about seems to be a private institution." The enthusiastic crowd told Chu Ziqiang.

"That's right, private institutions have no bottom line." Xiao Chu was getting more and more excited: "Maybe the boss of that institution is a big liar himself."

"In this way, the experts under him will come out to cheat everyone's hard-earned money."

Zhang Yang heard that Pan Jiayuan Cultural Relics Appraisal Center was a private institution, and he immediately became interested.

Using a place name as the company name is a bit like the former Hailin Museum.

It's no wonder that the boss of the appraisal center is very famous.

He searched the Internet and made a major discovery:

Pan Jiayuan Cultural Relics Appraisal Center was established in 1996, and its founder is Chu Zhenmin.

"Yes, we should report this appraisal center and send their boss to the dock."

Chu Ziqiang has gradually reached a consensus with the surrounding spectators.

"Xiao Chu, come and take a look at this first."

Zhang Yang quickly called this "good grandson" to come and see their family's industry.

Seeing the name of his fourth uncle, Chu Ziqiang was stunned.

Just now, the anger of the surrounding spectators had been transferred to the appraisal center by him.

"My uncle didn't tell me about this!" Chu Ziqiang argued, he wanted to get Zhang Yang's spiritual support.

Zhang Yang patted his shoulder comfortingly.

"I looked at it, your fourth uncle is just the initiator."

"The real boss and beneficiary are actually these."

Zhang Yang cut to the equity penetration map of the appraisal center, which showed the actual controller.

"These people... are all our family's old friends!"

Chu Ziqiang looked at the familiar names and muttered to himself.

"Is it you who is more important, or these old friends?" Zhang Yang asked.

Chu Ziqiang smiled bitterly.

He was already numb.

"What should I do now? Run?"

"It's a bit late." Zhang Yang pointed behind Chu Ziqiang.

Under the escort of several security guards, the middle-aged man suspected to be Teacher Tian arrived.

If they are cowardly now, the two will not only be exposed by the short videos shot by these uncles and aunts, becoming clowns in the antique circle; they may also be arrested by several security guards and sent to the police station.

"I can only make you suffer." Zhang Yang sighed.

"Come, help me take down my phone, and you control the scale of the live broadcast."

This kind of thing of killing relatives for the sake of justice happens from time to time in the antique circle, and Zhang Yang has gotten used to it.

...

"It's you two who said I don't understand the cracking of porcelain?"

Teacher Tian's pretentious way of speaking made Zhang Yang think he was in the Imperial Household Department for a while.

Is this the eunuch who wrote the pen of Pan Jiayuan? Specializing in issuing certificates blindly?

"This Ge kiln, you said it was a Qing imitation?"

Zhang Yang first picked up the three-legged barrel furnace that the stall owner said had a certificate and imitated the Ge kiln.

As long as this teacher Tian said yes, he would send it.

"Do you want to appraise it?" Teacher Tian squinted and said, "Go to our appraisal center to make an appointment first, pay a fee, and I will help you look."

Huh? What is this person talking about?

Zhang Yang looked at the stall owner: "Did you make it clear? What's the situation now!"

"You don't want me to explain the whole thing again, do you?"

The stall owner hurried forward and said something exaggerated in Teacher Tian's ear.

Finally, he pointed at Zhang Yang and Xiao Chu.

"Oh, you are an expert!"

Teacher Tian looked at Zhang Yang deeply and asked him:

"Do you want to buy this Ge kiln?"

"Fifty, will you sell it?" Zhang Yang asked back.

"Sell it, deal!" Teacher Tian answered for the stall owner.

"Didn't you say that this is a Qing Dynasty imitation of the Ge kiln?"

"Don't talk nonsense, just pay the money after the deal is made, this is the rule of Pan Jiayuan."

"Unless you want to break the rules?"

Zhang Yang didn't want to give the other party any leverage, so he directly scanned the QR code to pay, and it was done in ten seconds.

Teacher Tian and the stall owner both laughed when they heard the sound of money arriving.

Zhang Yang also smiled.

He asked the embarrassed man on the other side: "Are you going to tell me that once the deal is done, it has nothing to do with you anymore?"

"Yeah, what's wrong? Hahahahaha."

"This is also Pan Jiayuan's rule, don't keep the truth~" Teacher Tian said with a smile.

"It's okay to say that there are rules, but did you forget to give me the certificate?" Zhang Yang stretched out his hand: "Where is the certificate issued by Teacher Tian?"

"Everyone has heard that the stall owner said that these porcelains all have certificates."

The onlookers nodded and expressed their support.

Their emotions had already been aroused by Chu Zi's emphasis, and they were excited.

Many people want to join Zhang Yang in "hammering" this expert and stall owner to death.

"I didn't say anything about selling certificates!" the stall owner retorted.

As soon as he finished speaking, his head was knocked by Teacher Tian.

The expert's expression became serious.

He knew that if he said he had a certificate, even if he found a reason not to sell the certificate, he still had to show it, otherwise it would be false advertising.

And as soon as he showed it off and took a random photo, this low-quality imitation became tied to him.

He whispered a few words next to the stall owner, who immediately responded and explained with a smile:

"The certificate is lost, all the certificates are lost."

"Stolen by the Trisolarans."

"Brother, if you insist on asking for the certificate, I can return it. I just don't do business today!"

This is pure cheating.

However, this basically achieves the purpose of publicity.

At least after today's publicity, this guy will not dare to set up a stall here to deceive people in the name of "having an expert certificate" for a long time.

And Teacher Tian also managed to catch a small stain.

Zhang Yang glanced at the other fakes on the stall and wondered if he would pay five yuan a piece to clear them out for the stall owner?

Presumably they will not refuse.

At this moment, Chu Ziqiang, who had been watching the barrage in the live broadcast room, couldn't stand it anymore.

He returned the live broadcast phone to Zhang Yang, took out his own, and dialed Chu Zhenmin's number:

"Fourth Master, come over to the stall area. If you don't come, your character will collapse here."

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