Chapter 108: Three Years to Start
When he saw the first worn-out general can, Zhang Yang only thought it was funny.
How can there be such a low imitation of gifts, and a "pine age" model is also fabricated.
It is better to write "Kangxi Year System of the Qing Dynasty" at the bottom, at least it looks more atmospheric, and maybe you can deceive the National Treasure Gang.
But when he saw this second piece, Kangxi's forty-year-old fine pastel, and the six-character regular script at the bottom, he began to feel a little strange.
A low-grade imitation, a high-quality ancient porcelain with a wide open door, a good chic match.
"Baoyou, did you give these two things from the same friend?"
"It's the same person, what's the problem?" Baoyou asked suspiciously.
"There's a little bit of a problem."
"Sending these two things together, it is equivalent to I picked up a pebble by the river, plus a piece of authentic Hetian jade seed material, wrapped together and gave it to you."
"Teacher, you mean, this thing...... It's true? ”
Baoyou looked at the porcelain plate in his hand and was speechless for a while.
When he took the plate just now, he was so casual that everyone would not be surprised to throw things directly into the trash in the next second.
"That's right, this is a serious Kangxi pastel, worth about six Ws."
Zhang Yang looked at the condition of the thing and gave a reference price for the auction.
"Is the teacher mistaken, this thing is wrong, right?"
Zhang Yang is often questioned, but this is the first time that he has been questioned after being identified as genuine.
And the other party is still there to analyze:
"This pastel doesn't look very bright, it's a bit like a modern chemical pigment. And the painting is also very average, rough and leafy, and there is no sense of delicacy in Chinese painting at all. ”
"Baoyou, your analysis is right, these two points happen to be the typical characteristics of Kangxi pastel." Zhang Yang said with a smile on his face.
"This has Tuqin, could it be from the tomb?" Baoyou turned his head and asked.
"If you often watch my live broadcasts, you should have the answer in your heart."
After saying this, Zhang Yang suddenly heard the sound of the other party inhaling sharply.
It's like there's a lack of oxygen.
[This guy won't have already put things away, right]
[It seems that yes, it feels like he's under a lot of pressure]
[Is this considered bribery?]
[I wanted to see him lose money, but I didn't expect to see him go to jail, Bai was happy]
When Baoyou spoke again, his tone was a little lower, and the joy he had when he played with the enamel cup just now was gone:
"Teacher, can you help me look at this again."
And also? This gift is really not missing!
Zhang Yang looked at it intently.
"This is a wide-open Qianlong multicolored lid jar, which is in good condition, and is generally worth about 50,000 yuan."
"This is also true?" Baoyou's tone seemed to be strange in broad daylight.
"Why do I look at this man's face and draw it a little strangely? Teacher, look, the faces of these three people are all drawn...... There is also this color, which is similar to the big cotton jacket in the Northeast...... "The more Baoyou said, the more anxious he became.
"You don't take the aesthetics of modern people and set the aesthetics of the Qianlong period. This color, put it now, must be considered gaudy, but Qianlong just likes it. ”
"Don't worry, I'm a professional, and I can't go wrong with such a big open door." Zhang Yang patiently explained.
His words destroyed the last trace of luck in Baoyou's heart.
Baoyou said weakly: "Teacher, there are two more such jars, you can help me take a look at them." ”
"Come, you show me the ...... below" Zhang Yang pretended to identify it.
"Baoyou, these two pieces are also true, the age is right, and the price is not low."
"That's over."
"Brother, what's wrong with you? What's over? Zhang Yang asked suspiciously.
[What else could it be, I took a bribe]
[Oh, let him take a cup]
[There are bad guys in the team]
"Teacher, let me ask you one last time, is the reference price you gave high or low."
Baoyou looked a little unwilling.
"It's too high, the normal market price, you can give a 20% discount."
"Eightfold? These three colorful jars add up to 120,000 ......."
Baoyou muttered to himself and began to calculate the price.
"Brother, are you counting the value of the case? You're not right! ”
"What's wrong?"
"Your three Qianlong's colorful jars are a set. If you look at the painting above, the children's faces all look exactly the same, and it's no coincidence that people deliberately painted them this way. Zhang Yang said very firmly.
Of course, his main judgment was based on the fact that these things were all produced in the same year.
The year is the same, the shape is the same, the painting style is the same, it's obviously a series.
"How much more expensive is that?" Bao You asked tremblingly.
Zhang Yang stretched out four fingers at the camera.
"Is one more expensive than 40,000, or is it worth 40,000 together?"
"Four hundred thousand! If the three pieces are added together, this price is sold with your eyes closed. ”
Baoyou was directly silent.
[More than 200,000, which is a huge amount]
[Three-year start]
[This person dares to accept it if he doesn't understand anything]
"I'll do the math for you." Zhang Yang pressed the calculator and displayed the calculated total value in front of the camera: "A total of 440,000." ”
"Baoyou, is this case worth too much or too little?"
Whether the other party took bribes or not, Zhang Yang didn't think it had anything to do with him.
But I don't know why, when he mentions "case value" and "jail", he is very curious.
He sent this special treasure friend to ask: "Brother, how many years do you think you will be sentenced?" ”
The policeman was silent for a while, and then replied in a low voice: "Too much." ”
"Teacher, in fact, this is not mine, it is a friend who asked me to identify it."
Good guy, another friend.
Zhang Yang didn't bother to continue asking, and nodded: "Brother, it's good that you're happy, although you are Pliman, but in our live broadcast room, maybe there are people who can manage Pliman." ”
"Don't worry, teacher, I'm sure to tell that brother how serious this matter is......"
"Thank you......"
hung up the microphone with Master Zhang, and Ding Yong, who had not had time to take off his uniform, collapsed directly on the chair.
These five things were bought from his boss yesterday for 3,000 yuan.
The leader told him very definitely that these were all antique handicrafts produced by Hedong Group, and told him not to sell them according to the real thing, otherwise it would be considered a fraud.
He was even given an invoice from the art store.
"What about the fakes that were said to be good? What about the crafts that are good? ”
"Where did you get all these real things TMD!" Ding Yong covered his head and said uncomfortably.
He knew that he was either cheated or treated as a substitute for the dead.
"No, I have to explain the situation, otherwise it will be too late for someone to come to the door."
Just then, his phone rang.
A call reminder, an unfamiliar number, but the place of belonging is also from Jinmen.
Could it be that a colleague in the bureau has changed numbers?
Ding Yong answered the phone with doubts, and in the next second, the person on the phone greeted him with a word of greeting, which directly made him stand up on the spot.
"Ding Yong, right, I'm the discipline inspection ...... of the Municipal Bureau"
(End of chapter)