Chapter 27 I also want to feel this kind of trouble
Mr. Wei fondly touched the bronze gun again.
"Actually, there are quite a few bronze daggers discovered in our country, but there are very few bronze daggers like the one in front of me that are made of gold and silver."
"pretty!"
"This bronze sword paired with gold and silver craftsmanship is simply beautiful!"
Mr. Wei once again admired the beauty of this gold, silver and bronze dagger.
In his eyes, this gold, silver and bronze weapon placed there was like a peerless beauty lying there, which had completely attracted his attention.
Seeing that Mr. Wei no longer paid attention to him, Zhou Yu couldn't help but breathed a sigh of relief and reached out to wipe the sweat from his forehead.
She still has a sharp eye.
My boss is always silent and pretends to be a grandson. She, Zhou Yu, is a little pawn, but she doesn't dare to be rude with this old man.
Zhou Yu turned to look at Chen Jing, the envy in his eyes became even stronger.
This guy.
Why are you so popular wherever you go?
After admiring it carefully, Mr. Wei finally remembered the business and turned to look at Chen Jing. His old face smiled as brightly as a flower, which was completely different from the expression he had just faced Zhou Yu.
It vividly displays the traditional skills of Shu, and is probably one of the inheritors of intangible cultural heritage.
"Little friend Chen, I don't think this gold, silver and bronze dagger is from our ancestors. Where did you get it from?"
Chen Jing naturally knew the meaning of Wei Lao's words, but he was not worried at all. After all, there was nothing he could not say about the origin of the gold, silver and bronze weapons, and he could even say it proudly.
As a fisherman.
We have fished cultural relics out of the river, how can we brag about this for the rest of our lives?
Chen Jingdao: "It was caught from the river."
"What?"
Mr. Wei had some doubts about whether he heard wrongly. After all, people have to admit defeat as they get older and their hearing is not as good as it used to be. It is understandable that he heard wrongly. He turned to look at the young man following behind him.
"How did he get it just now?"
The young man also looked shocked at this time. He also suspected that he had heard wrongly and spoke uncertainly.
"He...seems...said he caught it from the river."
The further he talked, the softer his voice became and the less confident he became.
After getting the same answer, Mr. Wei couldn't help but turn his head to look at Officer Wu and others. Seeing that they were all nodding, he couldn't help being surprised and spoke again to confirm.
"Caught from the river? What did you use to catch it?"
Chen Jing replied: "What else can I use? Of course I can use a fishing rod."
Mr. Wei's expression became more and more strange, "Fishing rod, that means that my friend, you actually went fishing, and you accidentally caught this wrong gold, silver, and bronze dagger?"
Chen Jingding nodded.
Mr. Wei couldn't hold himself any longer now and couldn't help but exclaimed.
"You fishermen, can you catch anything but fish?"
It’s no wonder Mr. Wei said this. He doesn’t like fishing himself and doesn’t know much about fishing. However, the deputy director of their museum is a senior fishing enthusiast. He often listens to that person telling stories about fishing.
One of the sentences that had the most profound impact on him was:
Fishing fellows in this world, some people are so weird that they can catch anything except fish, so you must cherish the fish I give you.
He thought it was a joke before, but now that Chen Jing said it, he has learned a lot.
"Awesome, little friend, you are much better than Lao Zhang Ke!"
Seeing that Chen Jing was a little confused, Mr. Wei explained.
"Lao Zhang is the deputy director of our museum, and he also likes fishing, but that old guy is of no use. What he catches every day is not only fish, but also fish. He can't finish it himself and has to give it to me.
I’m almost tired of eating it, and the refrigerator at home can hardly store it.”
"My little friend, you are so good. You don't catch useless things every day. If Lao Zhang could be like you... let alone catch the wrong gold, silver, and bronze like you, just catch any cultural relics at random.
It wouldn’t be in vain that he has fished for so many years.”
Are you complimenting me?
If it weren't for seeing Mr. Wei's serious face and no intention of teasing, Chen Jing would have suspected that Mr. Wei was trying to undermine him.
Listen!
Listen, is this human language?
I'm so tired of eating fish that I can't even put it in the refrigerator at home.
He, Chen Jing, also wanted to catch something useless like this every day, and also wanted to feel this kind of trouble.
After Mr. Wei complained for a while, he remembered the important point.
"By the way, little friend, that's where you caught the gold, silver and bronze fish. I'll ask Lao Zhang to go fishing another day, so that he won't end up catching useless fish all day long."
Chen Jing helplessly replied: "Jiang Anhe."
None of this old Wei's words were deliberately aimed at him, but they all stuck in his heart.
The key is that he can't blame Mr. Wei yet. He has experienced the feeling of Zhou Yu just now for a while.
Chen Jing had no doubt that the reason why Mr. Wei, with his speaking skills, could become the curator was either because his background was strong enough, or he was capable enough, or both.
If it had been anyone else, he would have been kicked out of the Provincial Museum long ago.
After a while.
After complaining about his deputy curator, Mr. Wei adjusted his mood and spoke to Chen Jing again.
"I don't need to say much about the value of this gold, silver, and bronze dagger. My friend, you also know it."
Chen Jingding nodded.
"This thing can no longer be called an antique. It is a cultural relic, not just an ordinary cultural relic. I picked it up... No, I caught it by fishing. The country also has regulations for this kind of cultural relics. You must be one yourself, little friend.
Those that cannot be retained can only be handed over to the state."
Chen Jing nodded, he naturally knew these things.
Chen Jing smiled and said: "I know all what Mr. Wei said, so I brought it to the police station as soon as I caught it."
Mr. Wei was obviously very satisfied with Chen Jing's awareness. He nodded repeatedly after hearing this.
"Since you are so aware, little friend, I won't hide it from you. Although this cultural relic has to be handed over, there are still some secrets in it."
Chen Jing raised his eyebrows.
"Because you caught it, you can choose to hand this cultural relic to the national museum, and I will introduce our museum to you again."
After saying this, Mr. Wei straightened up a lot.
"I, Wei Shuguo, whose name is Yuanzhi..."
Chen Jing waved his hand, "Needless to say, Mr. Wei, I can hand over this bronze weapon to your palace, but I have a condition."
Mr. Wei laughed when he heard this. He was obviously very satisfied with Chen Jing's answer, and his chest clapped loudly immediately.
"Don't worry, little friend, based on the value of this gold, silver and bronze gun, and your ideological awareness, little friend, our provincial museum will definitely provide the highest standards for your commendation!"
Chen Jing waved his hand, "It's nothing, just give it to Mr. Wei. The main thing is that I need your help, Mr. Wei, with something."
"oh?"
Mr. Wei now became interested.
"Whatever it is, tell me. As long as it's not against the law, discipline or principles, I will definitely help you do it if I can. Even if I can't do it, I'll find someone to help you do it for you."
Oops!
With this tone, Mr. Wei's background seems a bit strong.
Chen Jingdao: "It's not a big deal. I don't know if Mr. Wei has heard of live broadcast."
He is not an imposing person. He still remembers the group of little black guys dancing in the fish bar, especially the guy who posted pictures of Ultraman Crystal with connotations of him.
This is simply too arrogant, I need to give them some color. This chapter has been completed!