"This is, red?"

Zhang Yang looked at what Huang Bin took out and was slightly surprised.

Before connecting the microphones, Chen Yanguang greeted him in advance, saying that a good friend was in the countryside and had collected a few good things and asked him to help take a look.

Zhang Yang didn't take it seriously at first, what good things can there be in the countryside?

Wave after wave of dealers have long since picked up the antiques handed down from the countryside.

At most, there's just a little copper money left.

But the lacquerware that Huang Bin brought out, which was about the same size as a brick, looked unexpectedly good.

On the bright red lacquer surface, a group of children are carved playing in the courtyard.

[Does red mean carved lacquer?] 】

[It is to brush a very thick paint and carve on it]

[It's so beautiful, did the ancients use it as a makeup box? ] 】

[The gloss on the surface of the box, it does look like paint]

Zhang Yang originally wanted to give the barrage a science popularization, what is red, but now there are nearly 15,000 viewers in the live broadcast room, and there are still a lot of people who understand it.

There are not only popular science, but also analysis.

With one glance and one word, I have already found out the problem of lacquerware.

[Things look too new]

Although red lacquerware is a luxury that even Emperor Yongle loves, it is used after all.

But if there is a little vintage, it is inevitable to knock off some paint.

"Baoyou, where did you get this thing? So intact, without any blemishes? ”

Zhang Yang was not in a hurry to identify, since the first brother recommended the relational household, then he could talk about it first, and he was not in a hurry to send him away.

"It was collected from a farmer's house." Huang Bin replied according to the prior agreement.

"When you receive it, is that it? Have you washed it, I don't see any ash in the seams? ”

Zhang Yang said this, and directly asked the three brothers who hunted for treasures, and was stunned.

The three of them had the same thought in their minds:

yes, why is there no ash in the seams?

They had only wiped the surface of the lacquerware.

Even if something is in a coffin, after so many years, it will fall into the cracks!

[Hahaha, the anchor directly gave people silence]

[I dried my silence and repented impulsively]

[What else do you want, it must be fake]

[The seam is so clean, ultrasonic cleaning? ] 】

[Another criticism]

Wei Fuguang saw the last dazzling barrage and was anxious:

"Can't it be preserved by someone else?"

"If you wrap it in cloth and lock it in a box, won't there be no ash?"

He successfully persuaded Zhang Yang and the barrage for this reason, but he couldn't convince Chen Yanguang.

The latter couldn't hold back anymore and hurried to the co-pilot to get a cigarette.

"You say so, but it's possible." Zhang Yang nodded: "You pick up the things, I'll take a look." ”

"Be careful, be careful, this lacquerware is expensive."

After a few moments, the item information emerges.

"Name: Plastic Paint Box"

"Material: Plastic, paint"

"Production date: 2023"

"Details: A lacquerware-like craft, usually made on a molded plastic shell with several thin layers of paint."

Zhang Yang glanced at the results of AI map recognition, this thing should be imitated according to the [Qing Dynasty Red Box].

The original, which looks similar, was auctioned once at Jiashi's and sold for 180,000 yuan.

Of course, the plastic box in front of me costs a few cents at most.

"Baoyou, it shouldn't be expensive for you to receive this, right?"

"It's not expensive, 40,000 yuan." Wei Fuguang replied.

Hearing the number of forty thousand, Zhang Yang subconsciously pursed his mouth.

He was afraid to laugh out loud.

"If it's 40,000, it's okay!"

"Is it okay? Is that a loss or a gain? ”

"It's a loss, but it's not much. If I'm going to show you here, it's supposed to be plastic, with a layer of paint on it. ”

"At most, it will be a loss, 40,000 yuan." Zhang Yang replied seriously.

[Damn, isn't that a total loss? ] 】

[That's not a lot to lose? 】

[It's true that the loss is not much, if you buy it according to the genuine product, you will lose at least 100,000]

[The proportion of money lost is about to catch up with the big brother on the list]

On the co-pilot, Chen Yanguang was smoking a cigarette while watching the barrage in the live broadcast room.

Seeing the last barrage that talked about him, his hand shook, and the cigarette butt fell directly on the crotch of his pants, almost becoming a roast chicken.

On the other side, Wei Fuguang was at war with heaven and man in his heart.

On the one hand, he felt that it might be that Master Zhang had read it wrongly, and he might not have seen it clearly.

But he watched it come out of the tomb.

On the other hand, he thought, is it possible that during the Daoguang period, there was already plastic?

"Well, you can help me see this again."

Wei Fuguang took out the second treasure they had received.

"That's right, cloisonné's Ruyi is still a couple!"

Whether it's true or not, at least it looks like an enamel thing.

"Baoyou, these things have a saying, just now it was red, and now it's cloisonné."

"These two crafts belong to the Eight Uniques of Yanjing."

"Did you collect it in the countryside near Yanjing?" Zhang Yang reasonably speculated.

"No, we collected it near Nanxiang."

[Isn't Nango next to the water? Gangnam area]

[I received the eight unique things of Yanjing in the countryside of Jiangnan, you taste them carefully]

[This person is really a fool]

"This surface is dusty and dirty, and I wiped it clean." Wei Fuguang took the initiative to explain.

But Zhang Yang shook his head.

It may be that the door is too open, and the item information appears so quickly.

"Baoyou, this is not a copper tire, it should be iron, and there is a layer of copper plated on the outside."

"It's not enamel on it, it's a modern chemical pigment."

"This thing shouldn't be as old as the car behind you."

"When did you buy your car?" Wei Fuguang stabbed Huang Bin.

"I bought it last year."

[This person is not dead]

[Master Zhang didn't let him pick it up and look at it, explaining that it was fake]

"Brother, how much did you spend on this, I'll help you see how much you lost?"

Zhang Yang also saw that the brother recommended by Chen Yanguang should be a Wolong and Phoenix Chick.

Specializing in taking care of the business of fake antique dealers.

"This ...... I bought it for 50,000 yuan. ”

"Then guess how much you lost?"

"Loss, fifty thousand?" Wei Fuguang asked cautiously.

"That can't be." Zhang Yang waved his hand: "You thing, sell it as scrap iron, count you three yuan eighty-one pounds, you can weigh it yourself." ”

Wei Fuguang was silent again.

"Baoyou, are you alright?"

"It's okay, he's slapping himself in the mouth, teacher, let's look at the last one."

Huang Bin was weak and moved out the copper-gilded Rui beast-shaped incense.

"Here, you can show me the bottom."

"Okay, show me the front again."

[At first glance, it is iron]

[Do you like to buy metal devices so much?] What can't be imitated by alloys now? 】

[Master Zhang, I want to give you a monkey]

[Did someone estrus just now? ] 】

"Teacher, is this the gold plated on the outside of the iron stove?"

Huang Bin glanced at the barrage and had already lowered his expectations to a minimum.

Zhang Yang did not answer directly, but asked rhetorically:

"Baoyou, your golden thing is also collected in the countryside?"

Even in remote rural areas, no matter how backward they are, they know that gold is valuable, right?