In the garden, there are several security guards patrolling around with wolf dogs, making this place even stricter than a prison, as even a fly cannot easily fly in.
The four people passed through two security gates before finally entering the building. They were led by a middle-aged man who looked like a butler into a living room with a splendid golden wall. After a while, the servant brought tea, and the few of them said nothing.
chatting.
The person leading the way said: "My master is busy with something, please wait a moment."
When they entered the living room, it happened to be 9:10 in the morning. Several people waited for a full hour, but Yang Tiansheng didn't come out until 10:10. Liu Ziguang's face gradually showed anger, and even Liu Ling frowned with a very serious expression.
Not happy.
Zhang Jun was also extremely unhappy. This Yang Tiansheng was so arrogant! He glanced around the living room and finally landed on a pillar on the side of the hall.
On the left and right sides of the hall, three huge red-painted pillars were erected. The pillars were hollowed out and designed to form a layer-by-layer grid for displaying items. They were filled with very precious items, including porcelain, bronze, jade, etc.
Through perspective, Zhang Jun found that the four pillars were all made of wood and were very strong. However, he found that one of the pillars was vibrating at a certain frequency. Although the amplitude was very small, it was still invisible to his eyes.
It was mentioned in the physics textbook in high school that the object itself has a natural frequency. When the frequency of the driving force is the same as the natural frequency of the forced vibrating object, the amplitude of the forced vibrating object will reach its maximum value.
At the same time, he also heard a clear roar from outside, and knew that something must be shaking the earth nearby, thus affecting the pillar.
After thinking for a moment, he had something to think about, and suddenly said to Liu Ziguang: "Uncle Liu, let's go for a walk, the hall is very stuffy."
Liu Ziguang was already annoyed and said, "Okay, let's go for a walk."
The man who looked like the general manager didn't stop them, and took the initiative to take them to visit the garden. A few people walked and chatted, and not long after, Zhang Jun discovered that there were workers working on construction not far ahead. A worker hit the ground with a pneumatic tamper and shouted
The loud noise of "boom, boom, boom, boom" can be heard from a long distance.
The gas rammer is a gasoline-burning machine that can be used to ram the foundation, thereby making the buildings on the ground stronger. The efficiency is much higher than the earth ramming method. It has been widely used more than ten years ago.
He asked the middle-aged man who looked like a housekeeper: "Is a house being built here?"
The man nodded: "Yes, the master wants to build a pavilion here, and the construction just started yesterday."
Zhang Jun nodded, then strode to the worker and handed him a cigarette first. The worker knew that the people living in this yard were not simple, so he quickly stopped working, took the cigarette with both hands respectfully, and said
Thanks.
He smiled and said: "Master, are you busy?"
The worker said: "Yes."
He said: "I have done this kind of work before. When I saw you tamping just now, my hands were a little itchy, so I wanted to come over and try your hand."
When he heard that Zhang Jun was still a "companion", the worker became interested and said with a smile: "Since you have done it before, of course you can." After saying that, he handed the gasoline tamping machine to Zhang Jun.
Zhang Jun knew this kind of machine very well. He quickly started it, and then he felt his arms shake, and the iron guy as tall as a person jumped up, producing a huge impact.
He is a fierce man who has practiced Ming Jin, and his control of power is very exquisite. Naturally, he will not rush around, but quickly adjust the direction and strength, so that the pile driver lands steadily and leaves a deep mark on the ground.
Seeing Zhang Jun's skillful use of force, the worker couldn't help but praise: "Your technique is better than mine, it's amazing!"
Zhang Jun smiled "hehe": "Master, take a rest and let me play for a while."
The man smiled, agreed, and squatted aside to smoke.
Every time he tamped a few times, he would adjust the throttle of the tamping machine so that the tamping frequency would be constantly close to the natural frequency of the wooden pillar. After about a dozen times, the two frequencies were in perfect agreement.
In the distance, several people were puzzled by Zhang Jun's behavior. Liu Ling couldn't help but said: "What is he doing? Is he here to beat him if he has nothing to do?"
Liu Ziguang was also confused and said, "Maybe my hands were too busy, so I went over to play."
Professor Guo didn't think so. He thought about it and smiled: "He must not be playing, but he has some evil idea. He will know it soon."
As the tamping machine hit the ground again and again, the pillar in the hall more than 300 meters away began to vibrate, and the distortion of the pillar became larger and larger. In the end, the entire hall was shaking slightly.
"Boom! Boom!"
Zhang Jun held on to the tamping machine with a sneer on his face and his eyes fell towards the hall.
After about seven or eight minutes, the wooden pillar in the hall finally could not withstand the violent shaking and broke into two pieces with a "click". The countless precious cultural objects placed on it also fell to the ground and broke into pieces.
The huge noise alarmed everyone in the house. They thought there was an earthquake and rushed out of the building in groups, looking for a safe place to take refuge. One of them, a middle-aged man with a fat head and big ears, was protected by five bodyguards.
He ran out of the living room panting, but his expression was still calm.
The middle-aged man accompanying Zhang Jun heard the news from his earphones, his face changed, and he said angrily: "What nonsense, where did the earthquake come from? Don't panic, protect the master!"
After saying that, he didn't have time to say hello to Zhang Jun and others, so he hurried back, leaving Professor Guo and the three of them looking at each other, and then they all looked at Zhang Jun.
At this time, Zhang Jun saw the desired result, so he stopped the tamping machine and called Liu Ziguang and others back. Liu Ziguang and Liu Ling both had strange expressions on their faces, and they murmured in their hearts, could the movement just now have anything to do with Zhang Jun?
Professor Guo was also surprised. As he walked back, he thought for a long time before asking: "Resonance?"
Zhang Junxin said that he was worthy of being a university professor with a wide range of knowledge, so he smiled and nodded.
Professor Guo became even more confused and thought: "How does he know the natural frequency of the building? Is it a coincidence?"
When a few people walked to the small building, the middle-aged man with fat head and big ears was staring at the door of the building with a gloomy face. Liu Ziguang laughed loudly, took two steps quickly, and said: "Oh my God, if it hadn't been for the earthquake just now,
Are you still unwilling to come out to see me?"
When Yang Tiansheng turned around, he had already put on a seemingly sincere smile, went up and held Liu Ziguang's hand tightly, and said: "Oh Ziguang, when did you come here? Why didn't you inform me? Even if
No matter how busy things are, I have to come out to see you as soon as possible."
Liu Ziguang had actually informed Yang Tiansheng a long time ago, but he did not mention it at this time. He just smiled and said, "It doesn't matter. You're welcome from my family."
Yang Tiansheng said yes again and again, and then turned around and angrily scolded the middle-aged man who looked like a butler: "Butler Tie, what did you do? Didn't you tell me when Zi Guang came?"
Butler Tie immediately lowered his head and said with fear and fear: "Master was busy with official duties at that time, so I took it upon myself not to disturb him. I asked Master to punish me."
"Okay, okay." Liu Ziguang said, "I said it's okay, so don't make things difficult for Butler Tie."
Yang Tiansheng scolded him a few more times, then turned his attention to Professor Guo and Zhang Jun, and said with a smile: "Ziguang, who are these two you brought?"
"Oh, they are Mr. Zhang and Professor Guo, both professionals from the auction company. They came with me this time to verify whether "Ten Thousand Rivers and Thousands of Mountains" is authentic, so that we can start preparing for the auction." Liu Ziguang said.
An imperceptible coldness flashed in Yang Tiansheng's eyes, and then he laughed "haha" and said to Liu Ziguang: "Ziguang, after so many years, you are still so distrustful of people, are you afraid that I will manipulate your paintings?
"
"Tiantian, you are joking, how can I not believe you? They are from the auction company, and they happened to come over with me to look at the things. After looking at them, they will take the paintings directly to the auction house for auction." Liu Ziguang laughed.
explain.
Yang Tiansheng did not dwell on this matter. He laughed and said, "Ziguang, just say no on the phone. I will send someone to deliver the painting, so you don't have to make the trip yourself."
Both of them had smiles on their faces when they talked, which reminded Zhang Jun of the idiom "a sweet mouth and a sword in the belly", and his understanding of Liu Ziguang deepened.
Without saying a few words, Yang Tiansheng invited Liu Ziguang to another living room. After the two parties sat down, he asked someone to take out the painting. It was a thirty-foot long scroll and more than three feet wide.
There are many mountains and surging rivers, as if there is a majestic breath blowing towards your face.
Even if Zhang Jun has never seen Mr. Wu’s work, he can still conclude that this painting is authentic. Professor Guo stepped forward to look at it for a long time, nodded repeatedly, and said: "This painting is right. Only Mr. Wu has such profound skills and uniqueness."
The splash-ink technique.”
Seeing that the thing was real, Liu Ziguang smiled even more on his face and said, "Oh my God, I'm short of money recently, so I have no choice but to auction this painting to get some pocket money."
Yang Tiansheng smiled and said: "Ziguang, why didn't you tell me earlier about how you spend your money? With just one sentence, three to five billion won't be a problem."
"Oh, you are a businessman by nature and use your money more than me. How can I bear to trouble you?" Liu Ziguang said with a very sincere look.
After saying a few useless nonsense, Yang Tiansheng suddenly said to Zhang Jun and Professor Guo: "Since you two are experts from the auction house, you must have superb eyesight. I have collected a lot of antiques, calligraphy and paintings from ancient and modern times, both at home and abroad, and I would like to invite you two
Give Zhang Zhang an eye?"
Professor Guo glanced at Zhang Jun, who said calmly: "Okay, this is also an opportunity for us to learn more. Thank you, Mr. Yang."
Yang Tiansheng personally led the way and invited several people to his collection hall. The collection hall has very strict security measures. The outside is a high-tech protective wall and a code lock. There is an infrared fence in the middle. Once triggered, the intruder will be killed.
It will be shut down directly and an alarm will sound. The last level is artificial defense, with ten tough and tall people guarding it, working in shifts 24 hours a day.
After finally entering the collection hall, Zhang Jun found that it covered an area of four to five hundred square meters and was divided into several areas, some for porcelain, some for jade, some for bronze, etc.
As soon as he entered this collection, Zhang Jun's clairvoyance ability keenly captured many ancient or modern atmospheres, allowing him to immerse himself in many cultural backgrounds and historical atmospheres.
Professor Guo opened his eyes wide and kept praising him.
"This is Ge Kiln porcelain. It is so exquisitely made and is rare!"
"Huh? There is actually a painting by Tang Bohu!"
Liu Ziguang and his daughter were also secretly frightened, thinking that if the items in this museum were sold, they would be worth tens of billions, right?
Zhang Jun walked very fast and could immediately tell whether something was real or fake as soon as he looked at it. His intuitive judgment was something that only those antiques would have the opportunity to touch in his later years, but it only scratched the surface and was far inferior to his.