Rebirth Craftsman

"It's a pity that it's too late. Now that the bamboo building has collapsed, the bamboo bird will never fly back!" Village Chief Wang said helplessly.

"Yes!" This is where Xiao Boss is most desperate.

If he was lucky enough to see Zhuniao's true face and internal structure, he would die without regret in his life.

Old Xie, who was tied to a chair, listened to this conversation and couldn't help but speak: "Humph! Isn't it just an ordinary strange bird? I saw it just now. It is a living bird with feathers and wings. Look carefully, it's not bamboo products. Don't have those infinite dreams all day long."

"You know what a shit!" Boss Xiao couldn't help cursing.

Only then did he realize that asking the old man Xie to repair the bamboo building was a big mistake.

Even the legend of the bamboo bird in Dongyu Village has never been heard. It is really an insult to the industry of the bamboo craftsman.

Upon seeing this, Village Chief Wang said: "Boss Xiao, don't be familiar with this old guy. The movement of the bamboo bird just now was made by Liu Xing. Shall we send a few people up to see it? Maybe we find something. ."

"Good! Good!" Boss Xiao nodded.

And at this moment, Zhang Xiaoyu poked his head out of the bamboo building, holding a weird-looking bronze in his hand: "Mr. Wang, send someone to pick it up. Liu Xing and I found the bamboo building. The treasure is hidden!"

As soon as this was said, there was a silence on the dry valley field, and then the pot exploded.

All the villagers who were helping around moved closer to the bamboo building and looked up at the location of Zhang Xiaoyu. When they saw the bronze ware in Zhang Xiaoyu's hand, they all cheered.

"If you see it, I will say that there is a treasure in the bamboo building of Dongyu Village. You still don't believe it. Seeing is believing this time!"

"It's a bronze ware. Ergouzi from Shimo Village dug one out last time. It is said to have sold for several thousand yuan! The bronze ware in the bamboo house in Dongyu Village is so beautiful, I am afraid that the price will be tens of thousands!"

"Don't talk about money. I heard my grandfather say that this bronze was used for sacrificial offerings before, so I can't sell it for a lot of money!"

"Why does that little fish say it's a baby!"

"That must be other good things in the bamboo building!"

"Yes! I think so too!"

"Think of a fart! We haven't searched in the bamboo building before, if there is a turn to be found by Zhang Xiaoyu now?"

"That's true!"

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There was noisily on the Shai Valley field, which made Mr. Wang very disliked. He immediately roared: "Shut up all of you, whoever talks nonsense, be careful that I tear his mouth!"

Zhang Xiaoyu discovered bronzes, which actually did not benefit Dongyu Village at all, because the more precious the antiques, the less benefit Dongyu Village would enjoy. Such things have happened in neighboring villages a long time ago.

One by one, these villagers thought that they would have money if they could sell the bronzes, and waited to dream of his spring and autumn!

As soon as this idea fell, I heard Xie Lao’s crazy laughter: "Hahaha... I guessed right, there are antiques in this bamboo building, but unfortunately none of these antiques belong to Dongyu Village. It belongs to the country! All must be turned in."

This is what he said, but his heart was bleeding. He knew this a long time ago. Why did he stupidly repair the bamboo building before? If he finds out these bronzes, I'm afraid he won't have to worry about eating and wearing them for the rest of his life.

Boss Xiao glanced at Xie Lao with a sneer after hearing the words: "You won't have to worry about these antiques if you don't turn them in. You still want to spend your days in prison in the future!"

"Why... Are you going to sue me?" Old Xie was upset.

"No, it's my grandfather who wants to sue you!" Boss Xiao replied word by word.

"Wh...what?" Old Xie was taken aback for a moment, panicked, but he wanted to ask clearly but didn't know how to speak.

Boss Xiao’s grandfather, Xiao Tengfei, is a big man who can upset him. It’s a matter of one sentence to ask him to go to jail!~

I thought that by virtue of my friendship with Xiao Tengfei, things in Zhulou could be regarded as not happening. How would I think that the final result turned out to be like this.

"I'm not reconciled, I'm not reconciled!" Old Xie was anxious, trying to get rid of the rope on his body madly, but in the next second, a stinky rag blocked his mouth, making him no longer in the mood to mess up.

Boss Xiao glanced at Xie Lao with a sneer, and immediately after a few words to the village chief Wang, he helped take the bronze ware handed down by Zhang Xiaoyu.

He took a closer look at the lines on the bronze, and immediately laughed at himself: "It turned out to be an imitation, ha ha... It seems that I am a little happy too soon!"

If it is really bronze, that would be terrible, I'm afraid it will really be handed over to the country.

But it is just a fake, and it is estimated that the country simply looks down on it.

He also looked down upon the Xiao family, because the Xiao family would not lose its reputation for a few imitations.

Seeing Zhang Xiaoyu handing down a few more calligraphy and paintings one after another, he quickly walked over and then cautiously, when he opened one of them and took a look at the content, his face changed.

Old Xie hesitated and wanted to read the contents of the calligraphy and painting, but he couldn't even speak, and few people paid attention to him.

He didn't know how much he had failed in life, but only now he realized that it was too late.

"What's wrong, is there anything wrong with this painting?" Village Chief Wang immediately asked out of curiosity.

"Let’s talk!" Boss Xiao carefully put the calligraphy and painting in his hand on the wooden table beside him, and then led Mr. Wang to the grapefruit tree. Seeing that there was no one on the left or right, he said: “These calligraphy and paintings are probably all It’s true. The one I saw just now is an authentic piece by Zheng Banqiao. Just tell me how much this painting will cost me."

"This...what kind of line!" Village Chief Wang was a little dumbfounded when he heard this.

If he sells it privately, he can get a benefit, but how do other villagers in Dongyu Village explain?

He didn't want to do things that he would regret in the next life because of temporary greed.

But if you don't sell the calligraphy and painting to boss Xiao and turn it over to the country as Xie Lao said, I am afraid that you will not get any benefits at all.

This result is not what he wants, after all, no one wants to be two hundred and five.

But if he doesn't come up with an idea now, I'm afraid the more people who know the inside story of Zhulou, the more he can't help it!

Boss Xiao saw Mr. Wang’s thoughts. He smiled and said: “There is one thing Mr. Wang I have forgotten to remind you. The state has said that antiques are turned over, but those are all valuable national treasures, and they must be It will only be turned over with the consent of the owner, and it will never be done by bandits."

"Then... Then how did I hear that such things happened in several neighboring villages?" The head of the village Wang asked again and again.

"There may be three reasons. The first is that the antique was obtained by a tomb, so no matter what it is, as long as the country discovers it, it will naturally be handed in unconditionally. The second is the antique of unknown origin. No! It should be called a cultural relic. They will also be confiscated by the state. The third is cultural relics bought by smuggling. If they are not protected by law, they will naturally be confiscated!" Boss Xiao explained patiently.