Please, don't make wood into a relic

Chapter 3 This folding bed is really not a cultural relic!
Chapter 3 This folding bed is really not a cultural relic!
The small courtyard where Zhang Jue lives has six rooms.

One main room, one side hall, one bedroom, kitchen, workshop and utility room.

Zhang Jue has always been informal, so much so that even the main room of the workshop is filled with wood, various works, and semi-finished products.

Drawings all over the place.

From the main room to the kitchen, there are all kinds of wood smells everywhere.

Everyone in Yu Qiqi was stunned. What is a profession?
That's called professionalism!

It is hard for her to imagine that a young boy can devote himself to carpentry after the college entrance examination.

Soon, they visited Zhang Jue's five rooms.

There was the last utility room left, but Zhang Jue didn't take them there, but turned around and turned back: "Let's go, everyone, we've finished reading everything we need to see."

Inspection team leader Zhang Boling pointed to the room on the west side: "Master Zhang, there is still a room over there that I haven't seen."

"That's the utility room, nothing to see."

Zhang Juehun said indifferently.

But this is very abnormal in the eyes of the two inspectors.

"Well, can we go in and take a look at the utility room?"

Zhang Boling asked tentatively, he was observing Zhang Jue for any abnormal expression.

Who knows, Zhang Jue suddenly laughed: "Are you inspectors?"

As soon as this remark came out, there was no doubt that there was a thunderbolt on the ground.

Zhang Boling and Yu Qiqi secretly looked at each other, they both saw the shock in each other's eyes.

But Zhang Boling is also the leader of the inspection team.

Although there was thunder in his chest, his face was as flat as a lake: "This, this, Master Zhang, where did you start?"

"We and the boss came to you to discuss business, and you said we were inspectors..."

Hearing this, the smile on Zhang Jue's face became even stronger, and he pointed to Jiang Lin: "No, he's not the boss of you two!"

"But the two of you are authentic inspectors."

"If you are inspectors, you can enter that room as you like, but if you are not, sorry, I cannot let you go in and visit."

Words are affirmative without any hesitation.

Now, the three of them were completely shocked.

Yu Qiqi and Jiang Lin were even more astonished.

Zhang Boling had no choice but to show his work ID: "Hello, I am Zhang Boling, the first-level inspection director of Hebei Province, and I am in charge of the theft of the Ming Emperor's Tomb."

At the same time, Yu Qiqi and Jiang Lin also revealed their identities.

One is the elite inspector.

One is a Ph.D candidate in Archeology at Youzhou University.

The turning point came too fast.

The netizens in the live broadcast room were all dumbfounded.

"Damn it, awesome, you actually attracted inspectors!"

"A few days ago, I saw that the imperial tomb was stolen, so I wondered whether Brother Jue would be searched by the police."

"Upstairs, this wave is a prophet! It's a knife."

"Although Brother Jue spends all day doing carpentry under our noses, if I were an inspector, I would definitely suspect Brother Jue."

"Shocked my mother for a whole year, how did he do it? That's awesome, how did he find out that these two are inspectors?"

"I looked at it for a long time, but I didn't find anything wrong."

This question also lingered in the hearts of Yu Qiqi and Zhang Boling.

Both of them are old inspectors, and they thought to themselves that they didn't reveal any obvious flaws just now.

"How do you tell? Little brother?"

Yu Qiqi has a sweet smile and is very friendly.

Zhang Jue definitely wouldn't say it was because of Goldfinger, so he casually said, "It's very simple, that is, if a person is doing one thing."

"He's not paying attention, he's talking to you, but he's paying attention to other things. Or when he's doing other things, he looks at you from time to time, then he's an inspector..."

Zhang Boling was slightly taken aback, and had been doing inspections for decades.But the disguise was seen through at a glance.

Quite embarrassing.

Everyone in the live broadcast room at that time completely exploded:

"Good guy, learned it!"

"It's amazing, I'm going to criticize Klaas directly."

"Oh, I seem to have found information about this bearded man. Zhang Boling, Xia Guo's first-level inspection director. He has been a police officer for 20 years and has won many criminal investigation awards. He has solved 20 major cases and more than 150 small and medium-sized cases."

"There is also that young lady inspector, Yu Qiqi, an outstanding graduate of Nanzhili Audit College, who was admitted to the Hebei Provincial Audit Office with the fourth graduation result in the school! In half a year, 10 cases of Internet fraud were cracked..."

These resumes are simply brilliant.

The sand sculpture netizens in the live broadcast room were boiling.

"Brother Jue Niubi, you actually saw through the disguise of a high-level inspector!"

"Hey hey, those who engage in art have supernatural powers, and they automatically sense inspections."

"Beautiful son, tell me the truth! And you said you don't know psychology?!"

"Sure enough, a carpenter who can't counter-reconnaissance is not a good carpenter."

In just such a short while, some sand sculpture netizens have already created Zhang Jue's emoji package - "the carpenter who sees through everything".

……

Here, Zhang Boling didn't know that netizens were playing tricks, he just felt that a young man shouldn't have such a strong anti-reconnaissance ability.

There must be a demon in the abnormal situation!
"Brother Zhang, please cooperate. Now we have to go into the utility room for inspection."

Zhang Boling said seriously.

In his sight, the utility room was so abnormal that it was fine to lock it, but it was locked twice!

The doors and windows were also tightly shut.

"Please come in."

Zhang Jue unhurriedly opened the locks. The reason why he locked so many locks was because all his achievements in the past half month were stored in them.

All are exquisite works.

These things will be recycled by the system later to receive rewards, and no mistakes can be tolerated.

It is not impossible for the inspectors to look at it now.

The utility room was dimly lit and visibility was poor.

"Master Zhang, can you turn on the light?"

Zhang Boling asked.

"There are no lights in here, you can turn on the flashlight of your mobile phone."

After speaking, Zhang Jue took out his mobile phone and shook it.

Suspicion arose in Zhang Boling's heart, and his intuition told him that this young man must be hiding some secret.

But right now everything has not surfaced, and he is not good to act rashly.

Several people took out their mobile phones one after another, and checked the things in the house by the light of the flashlight.

"Actually, it's nothing. All of my usual works are placed here. As long as you don't break things, you can look at them casually."

Zhang Jue generously gave way.

In fact, Zhang Boling and Yu Qiqi were attracted by the dazzling array of carpentry works when they first entered the utility room.

There are a lot of things that I have seen, but can't name.

Even some of the carpentry works really look like something from the past.

Zhang Boling cracked several reselling cases of cultural relics in the past few years. During that time, he had acquired some knowledge of cultural relics appreciation.

At this time, he slowly raised a pen holder.

I saw that the various carvings on it were lifelike, with complicated lines.

What's even more strange is that the paint on it doesn't look like it was painted recently...

Even, some parts of the bottom of the pen holder have peeled off paint. This thing looks like an old thing.

Zhang Boling looked at several carpentry works in a row, but none of them looked like new ones.

Although he knows that there is a craft called the old craft.

But at this moment, the old inspector was still suspicious.

Bao Buqi, one of the many carpentry works in this utility room is from the tomb of Emperor Tianqi.

Jiang Lin moved his mouth to Zhang Boling's side, and whispered a few words: "Team Leader Zhang, the way these things are handled is very similar to that of a carpenter in the Ming Dynasty."

Zhang Boling widened his eyes and looked at the other party suspiciously: "Are you sure?"

To be honest, he was a little skeptical of the nobleman's academic level.

Jiang Lin nodded without changing his expression. Although his academic qualifications went through the back door, he still learned a little bit of archeology at Youzhou University.

Suddenly, Jiang Lin quickly walked to the corner.

The whole person's breathing became heavy. He squatted down and carefully observed the wooden folding bed in front of him.

Just as he reached out to feel the wood, a hand grabbed his wrist tightly.

It was Zhang Jue: "Look, you can. But you can't touch it."

Jiang Lin's face was full of sullenness, and he threw Zhang Jue's arm away: "Okay, I'll just watch!"

For the next 10 minutes, Jiang Lin repeatedly jumped up and down in front of the folding bed, extremely excited.

It's like seeing something precious.

This abnormal scene was also seen by the two inspectors and netizens in the live broadcast room.

Only Zhang Jue knew why the other party was so excited.

This guy probably found this folding bed, which is very similar to the famous work "Dragon and Phoenix Folding Bed" by Emperor Tianqi.

After a long time, Jiang Lin exhaled slowly and looked at Zhang Jue with burning eyes: "Team leader, there is definitely something wrong with this person."

"I just saw that everything in this room has an extremely strong personal style."

"And this style is highly similar to Emperor Tianqi!"

Zhang Jue couldn't help laughing at what this guy said, "What's the problem? My master's carpentry skills are inherited from the lineage of Emperor Tianqi."

"What? I'm not allowed to act like the Emperor of Apocalypse?"

Naturally, Zhang Jue couldn't talk about Goldfinger, so he made up a reason on the spot.

This reason sounds far-fetched.

Jiang Lin yelled loudly, confronting the former: "Are you doubting my judgment? Doubting my academic level?"

"I'm an archaeologist at Youzhou University, a doctoral candidate! My advisor is the famous Zhou Ji from Beizhili!"

"A senior in the academic circle! He is also a disciple of Mr. Rao Zongyi! What? Are you questioning the senior in the academic circle and the academic level of our entire Northern Zhili?"

In just a few words, Zhang Jue was given several high hats.

Some netizens in the live broadcast room couldn't see such arrogant people the most.

On the spot, I started to send out barrages:

"Youzhou University is amazing? Is it amazing when you are studying for a Ph.D.?!"

"How majestic are you? Can a doctor look at people with their nostrils?"

"This kind of funny comparison is invited by the monkey. I wonder if his parents didn't teach him how to be a human being."

……

Unfortunately, Jiang Lin didn't watch the live broadcast.

Netizens are just posting barrage online.

This scolding was just a cross-server chat, and it didn't have any effect.

Zhang Boling looked at the two people who were full of gunpowder, and tugged at Jiang Lin's sleeve: "Dr. Jiang, what... are you doing? He is not a criminal suspect yet. Don't talk about it."

Jiang Lin was so angry that he couldn't care less about these things. He put aside the former and said solemnly: "Team Leader Zhang, I'm just here to talk to death today! Say it! This kid not only has a problem! He also has a big problem." question!"

"Team Leader Zhang, look, this folding bed is very similar to the dragon and phoenix folding chair described in the history books. And, look at this bed, the legs of the bed are severely corroded, as if bitten by ants and insects."

"And the bottom of this bed is seriously damp! There is no one who can't have this effect in a hundred years! Tell me that this is an old craft, who can do it to this extent, I knelt down and called him grandpa!" "

Hearing this, Zhang Boling and Yu Qiqi looked at each other.

All were shocked.

Seeing the two men hesitate, Jiang Lin was furious: "My team leader Zhang, why don't you believe me. This thing is probably written by Emperor Tianqi Zhu Youjian!"

"Okay, I'll take the photo now and let the instructor identify it."

"If you don't believe me, you should believe Professor Zhou, right?"

After a few clicks, Jiang Lin sent the key photos to his mentor Zhou Ji.

Soon, there was a reply:
[Xiao Jiang, where did you find this thing? 】

[This is simply amazing! 】

[This, at least this is an object from the Ming Dynasty, right? 】

[Xiaojiang, tell me, did you find it near Changde Village? 】

The conversation record was shown to Zhang Boling.

Soon, the faces of the two inspectors changed drastically.

Yu Qiqi closed the door smoothly.

"I'm sorry, Master Zhang, I may have to trouble you to go with us to the workplace to make a record."

"I hope you will actively cooperate. At present, we are only in the investigation stage, and we did not say that the suspect is you..."

Zhang Boling was afraid that Zhang Jue would do something drastic, so he took a vaccination in advance.

At the same time, these words also leave a way out, if there is a misunderstanding, it is easy to hurt this young man.

Unexpectedly, Zhang Jue was surprisingly calm: "Okay, I can go there, but before I leave, I want to ask Dr. Jiang a question."

Jiang Lin pondered for a while, then spat out some leftover vegetable leaves from his lunch: "Ask, just ask."

"Is Emperor Tianqi really Zhu Youjian?"

Zhang Jue seemed to be smiling but not smiling.

With impatience written all over Jiang Lin's face, he directly snatched the handcuffs from Yu Qiqi, and quickly put them on for Zhang Jue.

He was still cursing: "Why are you asking so many questions? I am a Ph.D. I understand history."

"Emperor Tianqi's name is not Zhu Youjian. Could it be that your name is Zhu Youjian? There is a sand sculpture, and I will go to the bureau to explain it later."

"Frankness is lenient, resistance is strict."

Zhang Bu couldn't help but burst out laughing.

Now force yourself to come over.

I will politely send myself back later.

(End of this chapter)