Chapter 50: Let Officer Liu increase his knowledge

"It's just over a million!"

Netizens in the live broadcast room: "......"

After a short silence, the screen was once again swiped by the barrage of netizens.

"It's not... More than a million is not worth mentioning a small amount of money? ”

"A million is a millionaire, why does it sound so bad in the anchor's mouth!"

"Harm, think about it, Chu Ang is a man with 60 million, and 1 million is not a small amount of money that is not worth mentioning!"

“……”

"Anchor, you're damned!"

Not only were netizens talking about it, but even Liu Yun was speechless for a while, and said for a long time: "Mr. Chu... Are you lucky? ”

"Luck? This woman doesn't know anything about the strength of the anchor! ”

"Hey, anchor, there's a booth with antiques in front of you, give her insight today!"

"Yes, yes, the anchor will teach Police Liu a lesson today!"

Chu Ang looked up and found that there was indeed an antique stall in front of him.

The things placed on the stall are also more miscellaneous, including porcelain, bracelets, bronze statues, hairpins, and some jadeite.

Facing the coaxing of everyone in the live broadcast room, Chu Ang couldn't cry or laugh, but he still walked forward and asked according to his habit, "Can you get started?" ”

No matter where you pick up the leak, this sentence cannot be forgotten, without the nod of the boss, you must not touch these antiques, this is the rule!

"Please..."

The boss bowed, "Please!" ”

Chu Ang squatted down, picked up the porcelain vase on the ground and looked at it.

【Object: Modern high imitation Song porcelain vase】

【Material: Clay】

[Production time: 1 month ago]

[Market value: 20 yuan]

Liu Yun didn't bother Chu Ang, and stood quietly aside, watching this scene with curiosity.

When the boss saw Chu Ang pick up the vase, he immediately flickered and said, "Young man, this is a good Song porcelain, you may not know about Song porcelain, let me tell you, the Song porcelain that appears on the market, its glaze color is basically light green, pink, blue gray and other hues..."

"Also, the Song Dynasty was a separatist regime, and its culture was more restrained and conservative, which was also reflected in porcelain, so the overall style of porcelain was mostly simple and graceful!"

"Look at the porcelain in your hand, is it the same as I said!"

“……”

Hearing the boss's explanation, Chu Ang was quite surprised.

He was not surprised by the boss's tongue that "black is white", but by the boss's research on Song porcelain.

The vase in his hand is fake, and it can't be fake, but the boss's opinion of Song Ci is true.

The Song Dynasty is known as the "era of porcelain", and famous kilns are all over the north and south.

Among them, Ru kiln, Guan kiln, Jun kiln, Ge kiln, and Ding kiln are known as the five famous kilns of the Song Dynasty.

From the glaze, it can be divided into celadon, white porcelain, green and white porcelain, black porcelain, and colored porcelain!

And the characteristics are nothing more than what the boss just said.

Chu Ang said, "The boss seems to have a lot of research on antiques!" ”

The boss said, "Uh... I used to set up a stall in Panjiayuan, but I went late today, and when I arrived at the place, I found that there was a sea of people, and I didn't squeeze in, so I took a few goods from home and set up a stall in this flea market! ”

"Anchor, haha, in this way, you still have some cause and effect with this person, it is because of you that the flow of people in Panjiayuan has surged, and the boss can't squeeze in!"

"That's not a coincidence!"

"Anchor, it's a coincidence, cause and effect let you meet!"

Chu Ang was also speechless for a while.

The boss continued, "Today is also the first time to set up a stall in the flea market, for your convenience, the Song porcelain in your hand, 30,000 yuan you can take away!" ”

"30,000?"

Chu Ang put down the porcelain and shook his head, "Its factory time is not as long as the shoe size, 30,000, you should keep it yourself!" ”

"Yo!"

The boss smirked, "Recognized? ”