Chapter 850 Press Conference

"Mr. Zhuang is good..."

"Mr. Zhuang is here..."

He hasn't been to his museum for more than two months. Zhuang Rui walked into the museum and found a lot of strange faces, but there were still some old employees greeting him.

Today happens to be Friday, and it is also the last day of every week. Zhuang Rui looked at the passenger flow and seemed to be much worse than at the beginning of the opening. While greeting the employees, Zhuang Rui walked into his curator's office.

"Mr. Zhuang, have you been caught by the boss of the black coal kiln to dig coal? How did it become like this?"

As soon as Zhuang Rui sat down, Huang Fuyun, who heard the news, pushed open the door of the office. As soon as he saw Zhuang Rui's appearance, he immediately shouted in horror.

Zhuang Rui's current skin color is called wheat, and if it doesn't sound good, it's black. It may be the reason why he was sunburned and peeled in the first few days on the island, but he has not recovered so far.

"Ok, don't talk less. More than 10 phone calls a day to urge me. What's going on?"

Zhuang Rui waved his hand and lost a cigarette. This is the one that my uncle brought to the quadrangle courtyard yesterday. The lengthened giant panda alone is longer than the cigarette.

"Oh, it's so smoky..."

After Huang Fuyun took out the lighter and lit the cigarette for Zhuang Rui and himself, his face became a little serious. He said, "Mr. Zhuang, these two students have winter vacation, plus the Spring Festival holiday, the business of the museum should have been better, but now there is a decline. I want to report this situation to you.

In addition, if you are not here, I can't make the cost of some money. In the past two months, there have been a lot of good things in the auction market, which have been robbed by others..."

When Zhuang Rui left Beijing, he once gave Huangfuyun 20 million in cash, but this amount of money is nothing in the antique market. There is little left after an auction.

Although the museum still has millions of accounts every month, the money must be signed by Zhuang Rui, and Huang Fuyun can only misappropriate it. Therefore, for more than two months, Huang Fuyun, the deputy curator, has no disposable salary.

Fortunately, Zhuang Rui once stipulated that the salary of the museum's employees was signed by the two deputy curators and the financial director. Otherwise, I'm afraid that the museum would be cut off after Zhuang Rui's disappearance for two months.

"Have you found the reason for the decline in passenger flow?"

The reason why Zhuang Rui came to the museum immediately after finishing his family's work was that he also had an idea.

"The main reason is that there are relatively few museum exhibits. Although the variety is very rich and there are attractive highlights, compared with state-owned museums, our background is too shallow. We still need to supplement the collection and develop distinctive highlights..."

Zhuang Rui nodded slightly. He knew that the Dingguang Museum now has less than 10,000 pieces in its collection. Not to mention the collection of 100,000 yuan in state-owned museums, the collection of some private museums also has far more cultural relics than his own, which is indeed a weak link of the museum.

"Brother Huangfu, look at this..."

Zhuang Rui took out the gold coin from his pocket and flicked it with his hand. The gold coin made a crisp sound, threw a high arc, and rolled and flew to Huangfu Cloud.

After looking at the gold coins over and over for a while, Huangfuyun looked stunned and hesitated to ask, "Is this... a gold coin? This should be a commemorative coin issued abroad, right?

The front of this gold coin is a **, and the back is a horse-riding general. The horse's hoofs are raised, and the hand holds a sharp sword. The gold coin is not damaged at all, shining with the unique luster of gold, and the characters and plants are lifelike.

Huang Fuyun has been abroad for many years and has seen many auctions of foreign gold and silver coins in the Middle Ages, but the gold coin in his hand, both in terms of quality and quality, is far stronger than the gold coins he has seen.

You should know that the color of thousand-foot gold is positive yellow, which is very bright, but in ancient times, whether it was in China or foreign countries, gold money was always mixed with some copper in it according to a relative proportion, which is the so-called K gold.

After such a gold coin has been placed for a long time, whether it is a gold coin or ingot, it can be seen that it is obviously light black on its surface, but the one held by Huang Fuyun's hand does not have that color. It is obviously made of pure gold.

Therefore, Huangfuyun prefers the gold coins in his hand, which are commemorative coins issued in modern times. Only this type of gold coins are made of thousands of gold and used for commemorative collections.

"Brother Huangfu, you've seen it. This is the gold coin of the Eastern Roman Empire in the 14th century, er... That is, the gold coin issued by the Byzantine Empire, is absolutely genuine..."

Zhuang Rui smiled proudly. He spent a lot of effort yesterday to find a skimmed cotton ball dipped in soap and anhydrous alcohol for scrubbing, and then cleaned out a batch of gold coins that were not very serious in oxidation and discoloration. Today, he took it to Huangfuyun to have a look, and he was even confused.

"This... is impossible, right?"

After Huang Fuyun heard Zhuang Rui's words, he quickly put the gold coins on the coffee table, took out a pair of white gloves from his pocket and put them on, and then carefully put the gold coins back in his hand.

Antiques are not only expensive in calligraphy and painting, but also need to be maintained in metal. For example, sweat and oil stains on people's hands will corrode metals and calligraphy and paintings. It is quite harmful to antiques. Huangfuyun has been the deputy curator for more than half a year, and he has long been used to putting gloves in his

"If this is the gold coin of the Eastern Roman Empire, it is very valuable..."

Huang Fuyun weighed it in his hand. The weight of this gold coin should be between three and five grams. If it is calculated according to the value of gold, it is not worth much, but what is six or seven centuries ago cannot be calculated like this.

Now the international gold coin market has been divided into a watershed from the 17th century. Gold and silver coins after the 17th century, according to their color, are 100% to 200 percent on the basis of the weight of gold coins, but the valuation of gold coins before the 17th century will be more than 10 times.

Just like the gold coin in Huangfuyun's hand now, it has a long history and is in good condition. If you get it in the international auction market, the bottom auction price will be more than 10,000 US dollars, that is, it is normal to sell hundreds of thousands of dollars. After all, it is old, and this kind of gold coin is almost rare

"Mr. Zhuang, where did you get this thing? You won't go to Greece to explore in the past two months, will you?

After Huang Fuyun played with the gold coins in his hand, he looked at Zhuang Rui with a questionful face. He had asked Zhuang Rui's where he was on the phone before, but Zhuang Rui was vague and never said anything.

Zhuang Rui laughed when he heard the words and said, "Brother Huangfu, let's prepare to open a pirate museum. When the pirate museum is established, I will hold a press conference to announce a big event."

"I x, you're not going to dig pirate treasures, are you? Tell me quickly, which big pirate is it? It's Francis, the king of the sea. Drake, or Redbeard Pirate Hilton. "Res?"

Huangfuyun shouted excitedly. People who have lived abroad have a kind of enthusiasm for the history of pirates.

Because abroad, except for these long-standing countries such as ancient Greece, Rome and Egypt, the rest of the countries, which can be said to be a history of pirates, will have the same reputation as the great pirates of the king at that time.

Like the world-famous Pirates of the Caribbean, the reason why it is so popular is that it arouses foreigners' yearning for that mysterious and full of personal heroism era, and pirate treasures have been talked about for hundreds of years.

Zhuang Rui shook his head with a smile and said, "Ha ha, it's not, Brother Huangfu, you've heard of Klaus. Is the name Stolt Becker?"

Huangfuyun was stunned for a moment when he heard the words. After thinking about it for a while, he suddenly raised his head with an incredible look on his face and asked loudly, "Are you talking about the golden anchor?"

Klaus's treasure, the most famous is the gold anchor. The anchor made of pure gold has been circulating in the world for hundreds of years. People who know almost the history of pirates can say it accurately.

Countless treasure hunters flocked to this. With some so-called treasure maps, they traveled through the places where Klaus crossed the ocean at that time, but for nearly seven centuries, Klaus's treasure was still a mysterious legend.

"Yes, it's the golden anchor. I found Klaus's treasure, Brother Huangfu. This is a new point in our museum. What do you think?"

Zhuang Rui smiled. Although his trip has gone through all kinds of hardships and can almost be said to be a life-death, the harvest is undoubtedly huge. Klaus's treasure is enough to make a sensation in the whole world.

"Damn it, isn't it just something to watch? That's just an explosive news, Mr. Zhuang, if you are telling the truth, I can attract all the attention of the world's archaeological exploration circles to China and our museums..."

After Huang Fuyun heard Zhuang Rui's words, he was immediately excited. With the keen vision of a businessman, he saw a huge business opportunity. Even if these treasures are not sold to the public, with this gimmick alone, a little hype can make the Dingguang Museum famous in the world.

Huangfuyun stood up and walked back and forth in the office. After a long time, he calmed down from the excitement. He looked at Zhuang Rui and said, "Mr. Zhuang, you have to take out something. With this gold coin alone, there is no convincing power. There must be that golden anchor."

"Hehe, as long as you do a good job in the pirate museum, the things will be put on the shelves immediately. Let me tell you about a gold anchor, an ancient Egyptian gold mask, and countless gold coins and jewelry..."

Zhuang Rui thought for a moment and still concealed the crystal skeleton. After all, his aura upgrade relies on this thing, and maybe it will have other effects.