"Teacher, I have a lot of things here, can you help me take a look at them all?"

"Yes, do you have so many things in your collection?"

Zhang Yang saw that on the sofa in the video, there were long antiques, and thought, this is the big injustice again!

According to his experience in appreciating treasures in the past few days, in addition to the jade and jade, the more other things that are opened, the more it proves that the collector's vision is not good.

There was a private collector who wanted to donate 6,000 pieces to the museum, and 5,999 of them were fake, and one was a modern imitation.

[This person has a lot of things, he opens an antique shop, right? 】

[There are so many appraisals at one time, it is recommended that the anchor charge]

[Bold prophecy, there is at most one true in this]

Zhang Yang saw the last barrage and thought, you can be a little bolder, there is a high probability that these things are all fake.

Because the first collection that the young man held in his hand made people's eyes dark.

"These things are all in my dad's collection, please help me look at this first."

The young man took out a round porcelain jar, much like the jar of salt used by his grandparents when Zhang Yang was a child in his hometown, and the mouth of the jar was just enough to put a spoon in it.

On the outside of the jar, there are colorful paintings, and the side shown by Baoyou is a scalper.

"Young man, don't you think this cow, he's a bit abstract?"

"It's not like the kind of elementary school textbooks that draw children to see."

[This painting is a brave cow cow]

[The cow is drawn like a pig]

[My niece is five years old, and the pig painted is more beautiful than this]

"So it's fake, isn't it?"

The young man told Zhang Yang very directly and indirectly - don't analyze it, just tell me if it's true or not.

But the uncle next to him didn't seem to agree with this question.

The young man's father, the true owner of the treasure, couldn't help but interject and said:

"It's not fake, this should be Hongwu's thing."

"Hongwu, you mean this thing is from the Ming Dynasty?"

"Yes, there is an official kiln at the bottom!"

The uncle hurriedly replied, directing the young man to take Zhang Yang to look at the base of the porcelain.

"Uncle, if I'm not mistaken, these six words should be the Jiajing year of the Ming Dynasty, right?"

"There are a few generations in between, more than a hundred years!"

[Hongwu imitates Jiajing's, there is nothing wrong]

[I haven't learned history well, this person]

【Check the uncle's mental state】

["Illiterate Collector"]

"Ah, yes, yes."

Hearing Zhang Yang's words, the uncle didn't seem to realize the meaning of the words, so he dealt with it casually, and quickly changed the topic:

"This one is a rhinoceros and a child, and this one looks old. Also, there are tire marks in this one, right here. ”

Draw old? Where is it old? Could it be that there were cartoons in the Ming Dynasty?

Tire marks?

What a technical term!

If Zhang Yang hadn't checked the information, he wouldn't have heard of this thing.

In the past, porcelain was all handmade, and some complicated things that could not be formed at once were made in several parts, and then spliced together after they were done.

The traces of the splicing of each part are the tire marks.

Old porcelain generally has this thing, so some people take the tire marks as the basis for identification.

This is what Master Wang mentioned to Zhang Yang before, and it should be seen when appraising.

Zhang Yang looked at the place where the uncle pointed and did see obvious traces on the inside of the jar.

However, the information column of this thing clearly reads:

"Production time: 1988"

Something is a modern imitation!

[Master Zhang frowned, you know what I mean]

[I guess I'm thinking about how to make it up, this uncle is old, what should I do if I can't bear it? ] 】

"That, uncle, do you want to take two blood pressure pills?" The barrage reminded Zhang Yang.

"It's okay, no. I bought it a long time ago, and it's not worth much. ”

"Yes, teacher, you just say it's true or false." The young man chimed in.

"This, if I look at it, is a post-imitation, the painting on this is indeed too abstract, the aesthetics of the ancients, I have never seen such a thing so far."

"Of course, if you want to be stable, you can also find someone to identify it on the spot." Zhang Yang cautiously gave the identification results.

"Did you hear that, Dad, it's fake!" The young man suddenly said to his father.

"Hmm." The uncle only responded.

Zhang Yang was curious, what kind of work did these two men want, and saw the young man dragging out a large stainless steel iron bucket from the side.

Then, he put the jar against the iron bucket and smashed it into the bucket with a "clang".

Listen to the sound, it should be broken so that you don't want it.

"No, brother, what are you doing here?"

Zhang Yang also thought that he had strayed into a certain TV show, and the fake ones were going to be smashed.

"How good this jar is for salt! It's a pity! ”

"Why do you keep the fake one? If you lose it, you may be picked up and continue to deceive people, but it's better to smash it. ”

The young man said lightly, and his father sighed heavily beside him, without words.

It can be seen that the two of them should have discussed it in advance.

[This way of dealing with fakes is commendable]

[In fact, if something is put for another 500 years, it will be a cultural relic]

[It's so ugly, it's worthless for another thousand years]

"Yes, boy."

"Just say this to you today, I will tell you all about the truth today, not yin and yang, and I will not go around with you."

Zhang Yang also expressed his attitude.

Support, support.

"Okay, teacher, you can take a look at this again." The lad picked up another gray jar.

Uncle simply took it himself this time and introduced it to Zhang Yang:

"These are three swallows, and this jar has orange peel stripes on it......"

Cellulite? This uncle is really professional, right?

Taking advantage of the uncle's introduction, Zhang Yang hurriedly and quietly clicked on the voice search on the computer desktop.

"Oh, orange peel ......" Zhang Yang pretended to be thoughtful and secretly glanced at the information.

The so-called orange peel pattern generally refers to the glaze of porcelain, which has uneven lines like orange peel.

[This feels like modern craftsmanship!] 】

[This swallow is the same as a fluttering moth]

[Uncle, let's hurry up and take medicine, it's too late to wait]

"This one is a fake, a modern imitation, no more than thirty years old."

Zhang Yang kept his promise to young people and drew direct conclusions.

"Okay."

The young man's tone did not hear any joy or sorrow.

But judging from the action of snatching the porcelain from his father's hand and smashing it into the bucket, his mentality has changed subtly.

"Look at this again."

This time, the uncle took the initiative to pick up a porcelain vase, and the glaze on it was colorful.

This is a very typical kiln-glazed porcelain.

(The kiln glaze is the glaze actually fired by the porcelain, which is different from what was expected, and there are uncontrollable changes, so it is often colorful)

[This look at the craft? 】

[Wow, there are people who buy kilns, and they think there is a lot of money? 】

[Don't analyze it, I'm really afraid that the uncle won't be able to stand it]

[Smash! Smash! Smash! 】

"This is a kiln glaze, this is beautiful!" Zhang Yang said casually.

"This one is also three-connected." Uncle introduced.

This means that there are three tire marks.

Zhang Yang heard it, this uncle is not a professional, he doesn't know where to learn some professional terms, and he slammed it on porcelain!

"This is also a modern imitation."

"Smack!"