Yanjing, Peace Hotel.

The box of the No. 1 room is full of bigwigs in the Yanjing antique industry.

Except for the dozen or so who have entered in the recent period, it can barely be counted as "half of the country".

After three rounds of wine and five flavors of food, Master Che slowly spoke: "Brothers, you have to be more leisurely recently." ”

"If you go inside, you won't even have a person to deliver food in the future."

"Everyone should have watched the news, he, on the 28th of last month, just went to the new Sanxingdui Museum, once again emphasizing the inheritance and protection of cultural relics."

"At this time, there are still people who use cultural relics to mess around, if you don't die, who will die?"

"Is it so serious?"

An expert sitting at the head of Master Che wiped the sweat from his forehead.

"I just came back from Jinzhong, and my nephew took a glazed brick from Famen Temple from me a few days ago."

"It's not exposed, is it?" Che Lijun asked nervously.

"It's exposed, it's all TM exposed, and it's been taken to the live broadcast to appreciate the treasure. I heard that the police have been preparing to investigate recently. ”

"I'll go!" Many people present exclaimed.

"Does your nephew have a good relationship with you?" Che Lijun asked.

The subtext is that if the relationship is not good, don't contact it in the future.

"It's not bad, his dad saved my life before."

After hearing this, Che Lijun nodded, his fingers tapping rhythmically on the table, and everyone else present looked at him.

After a while, he cleared his throat and made a suggestion:

"In this way, let him go directly to the police station and turn himself in, and by the way, explain the group of tomb robbers in Jinzhong."

"I remember that I used to ask them to collect things, and I used the things you collected as stolen goods, and there were those cultural relics as the base, and the glass bricks were all taken aside."

"Crack down now, if you keep fleeing, maybe you will be implicated."

"Then he can't go to jail?"

"I can't sit still." Che Lijun smiled lightly: "Fine, six months of probation, more than mine." ”

The sentence "count more than mine" is too confident, and it instantly dispelled almost everyone's doubts.

Of course, not everyone believes it, for example, Wu Xingfei, who just came back from Africa, he is very strange why everyone is praising the stinky feet of the surname Che.

In fact, this is because he has just returned to China, and the news is lagging behind.

If he knew that the "leaders" of this small group were now in prison, he would not have questioned it in his heart.

"Hum ~ That horse doesn't know he's a donkey ~ That bird doesn't know he's a chicken ~"

Hearing his mobile phone ringing, Wu Xingfei hurriedly picked up his mobile phone from under the table.

The caller ID is an unfamiliar number, but considering that he has been abroad for too long, it is normal for acquaintances to change numbers, and the call still has to be answered.

"Hello?"

"May I ask if it's Master Wu Xingfei?" It was a very clear male voice that spoke.

"I am, who are you?"

"Someone asked you to identify a Huanghuali chair before, worth 60 million, do you remember?"

"How much? Sixty million? ”

"You're hallucinating by eating mushrooms, aren't you?" Wu Xingfei said angrily.

On the other end of the phone, the other party was silent for a while, and then said:

"The first snow of 2019 is a little later than that of 2018, and the Yanjing sales department of Gade Auction House, a chair with Huanghuali, do you have any impressions?"

Wu Xingfei hesitated before answering this time, because before going abroad, he did work in Gade for a while:

"Wait, I'm going to think about it......"

"I don't have an impression of Huanghuali, but I have an impression of Hongsour branches."

"Hahaha, hahahaha......"

A middle-aged man's hearty laughter suddenly came from the other end of the phone, which made Wu Xingfei panic, thinking that he had overturned.

"It's okay, thank you, Mr. Wu."

Hanging up the phone, Wu Xingfei's friend next to him asked him:

"Old Wu, are you looking for furniture? I have a chair for Huanghuali in the Qing Dynasty, do you want to sell it for 8 million? ”

"Lao Chu, your lifeline Huanghuali has been sold, are you going to run?"

"How is that possible, I ...... Wait a minute, take the call. ”

Lao Chu picked up the phone, and a clear male voice also sounded on the other end of the phone: "Is it Teacher Chu Yunfei?" ”

"Yes, I am. You are? ”

"I'm your treasure friend, at this time last year, I asked you to identify a chair with a yellow pear, estimated at 60 million, do you still have an impression?"

"Sixty million?" Lao Chu exclaimed, attracting Wu Xingfei's attention.

He smiled at Lao Wu and apologized, and then replied to the phone:

"Sixty million huanghuali? Is it a Ming Dynasty curved back chair? ”

"Generally, only the emperor who has sat on it sells at this price, there are more than a dozen in the world, and they are all mastered."

"I haven't come across it in a few years."

"Teacher, are you sure?"

"Sure. Sixty million, if you were talking about Zimbabwean dollars or South Vietnamese guilders, then I didn't say it. Lao Chu said with an oath.

Hanging up the phone, he looked at Wu Xingfei, who was eager to learn, and explained the reason for the fuss he made just now:

"Now what stinky fish and rotten shrimp dare to price Huanghuali for tens of millions, which is outrageous than us."

"Actually, I also received this call just now." Wu Xingfei said lightly.

"Huh?" Lao Chu was stunned.

At this moment, Che Lijun's phone rang.

"Hey, flamboyant. It's been a long time since I've been in touch, how are you doing? ”

"I'm still the same."

"Sixty million Huanghuali chairs, which crazy person dares to set such a price?"

"It's impossible, if you can't get a pair and give birth to cubs, how can you sell it for 240 million ......"

After Che Lijun finished calling, he was surprised to find that Lao Wu and Lao Chu had come over, staring at him warmly.

"What's wrong? Do I have flowers on my face? ”

Lao Chu shook his head: "Did someone ask you just now, have you ever identified a 60 million Huanghuali chair?" ”

Che Lijun nodded: "Yes, Zhang Yang called me just now." ”

"Zhang Yang is Mr. Wang's apprentice, half of my junior brother, and half of Zhong Lao's apprentice...... You can think of him as the Guo Jing of the Jiangnan Seven Monsters Sect. ”

"He seems to be doing a live broadcast treasure appreciation now, I'll show you."

Che Lijun opened the flamboyant live broadcast room.

Zhang Yang is still in the microphone, and the sixth expert has been determined.

"Su Renying, come, brothers, wait a minute, I'll go find the contact information of this expert."

Che, Wu, and Chu all looked at Su Renying, who was drinking.

Che Lijun suddenly thought of something, and immediately opened an internal communication group.

Sure enough, as he thought, Wang Guosheng posted part of his address book in the group ten minutes ago, and Zhang Yang replied "thank you".

"The night gave me black eyes~"

Su Renying's mobile phone rang, and Che Lijun no longer had a trace of doubt.

In the end, when Zhang Yang persuaded the old man who was deceived and lame, a total of six people present in the hotel received a call from him, asking about 240 million huanghuali.

I remember that someone asked him how much the chair of Hainan Huanghuali could be sold for, and he replied "at least 60 million".

"This won't be counted on me in the end, will it?" The uninexperienced expert was a little panicked.

"Not really. Those of them who engage in live broadcast treasure appreciation, what they are looking for is traffic. ”

Wu Xingfei has a personal opinion on the live broadcast of treasure appreciation, and deliberately exaggeratedly said:

"You're done!"

Lao Chu's personality is better, and he looked at Che Lijun:

"Old Che, isn't that Zhang Yang half of your junior brother?"

"Can you uncover this matter, let him not mention it. It's obvious that the intermediaries of those auction houses are using our names to make black money! ”

Che Lijun shook his head with a serious face:

"That little bit of black money, it doesn't matter."

He remembered that he was "pitted" by the Cheng family's father and son before.

"The real trouble is that we are now detained by people, and we don't even have a channel to wash the floor."

"If it weren't for my Senior Brother Zhang's kind help, a few of you, Lao Chu and Lao Wu, your reputation would have been stinky."

"yes!" "That's right!" "Makes sense......"

Many people present were deeply impressed by Che Lijun's words.

Even Wu Xingfei agreed in his heart, and listened carefully, wanting to see what kind of fart Master Che could make.

Seeing everyone's reaction, Che Lijun was very satisfied.

The antique circle is like this, boil and boil, and stay up until the old people are imprisoned or put in the ground, and he becomes the oldest authority.

He cleared his throat and proposed, "I think it's time for us to make a move." ”

"You mean, let's also go live to appreciate treasures?"

"That's a little too low, isn't it?" Someone in the crowd said anxiously.

"Don't go live, go offline. Didn't you notice that my junior brother Zhang had a great event? ”

……

Zhang Yang didn't know that he had come up with a way to save the Hailin Museum, and he had already been remembered.

He is busy working as a mediator in various live broadcast rooms.

"Sister, you're really a group, don't believe it, look at it, what do I have in my hand?"

"You are a female, I am a male, we are a couple!"

"Would you rather believe that your stuff is fake than that we are a couple?"

"That's okay, you can admit that it's fake, don't pull our appraiser's clothes, they'll all be torn by you."

[The No. 3 live broadcast room is arguing again, the anchor is going to put out the fire]

[Researcher Nie: Help, Help, Help]

[Brothers, this live broadcast mode is not bad, the work is very dense]

[Good-looking is good-looking, but I'm worried that Master Zhang won't be able to resist it]

Zhang Yang really couldn't bear it.

When he helped Mr. Nie at the beginning, he just wanted to make some show effects.

But he underestimated the intensity of the audition link of offline treasure appreciation.

Personal attacks:

"Baoyou, you're a fake."

"Some people, dressed in the aura of experts, defraud the people of their money, are even worse than beasts."

There is a look left and right to talk about his:

"Baoyou, you are the font of Microsoft Yahei."

"Who told you to read the font, let you read the content of the text, can modern people write such a good article?"

Those who swear by a gambling curse:

"Baoyou, the copper of your Xuande furnace is electroplated."

"Hahaha, if this thing is wrong, I'll eat it!"

The most ruthless is still an old man, and even has to resort to law:

"Baoyou, you are a new imitation."

"It's not! You're talking nonsense! This thing has been in the house for 96 years, and you said it was fake, and I was going to fight a lawsuit with you. ”

Good guy, after chatting with such a person, Zhang Yang felt that his whole person was not good.

The four researchers who helped with the identification were in good shape, probably in Zhang Yang, and they were very happy to see what they looked like when they first participated in this kind of activity.

"Brothers, I can't stand it, so I'll withdraw first."

Zhang Yang watched the time, and it was time to go on the air.

[Isn't the teacher connected to the microphone today? I've been waiting for three hours]

"Waited three hours?"

Zhang Yang clicked on the backstage to take a look, and there was really a treasure friend who started queuing up when he first started the broadcast and waited until now.

This is an iron fan, it's not good to disappoint people, so let's add five minutes to the shift.

"Is Brother a National Treasure?"

"If you think your baby is worth less than one million, send a microphone application."

According to Zhang Yang's experience, one million is a hurdle, and the probability of a fake is more than 95% for something of higher value.

[No, it's just a small thing that has been passed down from home]

"That's no problem, in our live broadcast room, ancestral is a safe word."

Zhang Yang clicked to accept the microphone connection.

"Welcome to this treasure friend, I'm sorry to keep you waiting."

"It's okay, teacher, I dug out a family heirloom today, and I want you to help identify it."

Baoyou spread out his hand, and in the palm of his hand was a jade with a thin top and thick bottom, shaped a bit like a spoon, but the head was not sunken, but a button protruded.

The texture of the jade itself is not bad, and the carving is good, but it is too beautiful, a bit like a modern imitation.

"This is a hook, is this also an ancestral heirloom?"

The tone of Zhang Yang's questioning was a little casual in his doubts.

The jade belt hook is now the hardest hit area for ancient jade counterfeiting.

Those jade stones that are not of good quality, made into jade belt hooks, and then made a little old, the price can rise dozens of times.

"Yes, it's an ancestral heirloom!"

"Brother's anti-reconnaissance consciousness is okay."

Zhang Yang smiled and nodded, looking closely.

"Name: Jade Belt Hook"

"Material: Hetian Jade"

"Date of production: 176 B.C.E."

"Details: The jade belt hook on the waist of the ancient nobles as an ornament, and the embossed pan claw ornament symbolizes the dignity of the owner of the hook."

Well? The real thing?

Or is it from the Western Han Dynasty?

"Baoyou, are you surnamed Kong? The family has been passed down for more than 2,000 years? ”

"Let me remind you first, if you dig up the ancestral grave, you can't be an ancestor!"

"It's not dug up, it's really handed down. During that special period, my grandfather buried this thing in a cave and it was not taken away. ”

"Where are you from?" Zhang Yang inquired about the address first.

"I'm from Jiangnan Province, Changnan City."

The provincial capital of Jiangnan Province, in the Western Han Dynasty, can be worthy of a person carved with a jade hook with a cockroach pattern......

Zhang Yang patted his thigh: "Baoyou, your ancestors won't dig up the tomb of the Marquis of Haidu, right?" ”

"Huh?"

"Definitely yes, this big tomb over there can produce jade belt hooks from the Western Han Dynasty."

"Even if it wasn't your grandfather who dug it, it could have been your grandfather's digging it. Of course, don't be nervous, the police will investigate the matter clearly......"

"No, teacher. We are still dozens of kilometers away from the tomb of the Marquis of Haidu. Baoyou explained.

"I'm afraid of being discovered, so I moved."

Zhang Yang gave a very reasonable explanation.

"But there are so many things in the tomb of the Marquis of Haiding, why is there such a one in the family?"

"How much more do you want?" Zhang Yang pretended to be shocked and asked, "The jade belt hook of the Western Han Dynasty is not enough." ”

"Wherever this thing is placed in any museum, it is enough to be directly displayed."

"Teacher, this is really ancestral to me." Baoyou's tone was firm.

"Since it's so precious, why don't I donate it directly to the museum?"

"Baoyou, I'm sorry, don't be nervous. This kind of thing, which is ancestral, is no problem to collect by yourself, as long as it is not sold to foreigners. Zhang Yang comforted.

Although there is a high probability that it came out of the tomb, according to Baoyou's attitude, it is really possible that his grandfather dug it.

"It's okay, I'm not short of money, this thing is in my hand, it's not good to lose it."

Baoyou is very patterned, and Zhang Yang involuntarily gave him a thumbs up.

"If you really want to donate, of course I can't stop you. But I'll talk about a place you can consider. ”

"Have you heard, the Helin Museum?" Zhang Yang said with a smile.

[Picture poor dagger]

[Donate it to the anchor himself, right?] 】

[In a way, this proves that things are indeed precious]

Baoyou also smiled after hearing this: "Teacher, didn't you leave the museum?" How do you return the goods to the old club? ”

"I didn't leave my job, who made the rumors?"

"In the Museum of the Tomb of the Marquis of Haiding, there are too many such things, and if you donate them to them, they may not be exhibited."

"But if you donate it to us, I'll definitely find a separate display case and give it to you."

Zhang Yang looked at this jade belt hook, and the more he looked at it, the more he liked it.

If I had to describe it, it would be an addict.

"Can you make it clear that I donated it?" Baoyou cares about this issue.

"Of course, the source will be indicated, and you can even put a black and white photo of yourself next to it." Zhang Yang said very sincerely.

As the deputy director of a museum, he can still do this with his promise.

"No, no, no."

"Teacher, why don't I come to your event!"

"Of course you can, you this, I'll give you the final directly."

"Also, we will reimburse you for your round-trip plane ticket to Linhai."

Private museums are good at this, and in terms of money, they don't have to go through complicated approval procedures.

[Reimbursement of round-trip airfares? Then I have something to say]

[Actually, I'm also a senior collector]

[Teacher, I also have a treasure that I want to donate to your museum]

[I, I, I, I want to donate]

"I understand very well the feelings of everyone who wants to donate things, but we don't accept fakes!"

"The porcelain of the late Qing Dynasty is not valuable, and it is not collected!"

"What comes out of the tomb can be collected, and I can guarantee that the prison near the sea is in good condition." Zhang Yang said to the camera.

"Teacher, you're not going to trick me into Linhai and send me in, are you?" Baoyou suddenly panicked a little.

"You're thinking too much, if you can get in, the police are already on their way now. You don't have a chance to come to sea to serve your sentence. ”

"It's too real." Baoyou sighed.

"Teacher, I still have a few ancient coins, so I'll help you take a look."

"No problem." Although it was past the end of work, Zhang Yang still willingly agreed.

More than a dozen ancient coins, most of them are copper coins from the Qing Dynasty, and there are also a few Yuan Datou.

This kind of thing is very simple to identify, judge the authenticity and falsehood, and estimate the price according to the results of big data matching.

Soon the last one was identified.

"You're ......"

Before Zhang Yang finished speaking, the doorbell suddenly rang from Baoyou's side, "Ding Dong!" ”

[It's coming, it's coming, it's coming to the door]

[Hahaha, the anchor Bai is happy]

[Things have turned into stolen goods]

[Baoyou is still young, do you want to get out of this live broadcast room? ] 】

"Teacher, you can't really be a policeman, right?"

After watching the barrage, Baoyou was really panicked now.

"It's okay, you go open the door first, I'll wait for you."

Zhang Yang felt that this thing was fine, at least it hadn't just come out of the tomb recently, because the surface of the jade obviously had traces of play.

After a while, Baoyou returned to the camera with two middle-aged men.

"Hello Master Zhang!" The visitor happily greeted Zhang Yang.

"Hello. Who are you? ”

"We are the staff of the Changnam City Museum." One of them smiled brighter than a flower.

"In the Museum of the Tomb of the Marquis of Haiding, there are indeed several pieces of Western Han jade belt hooks, so this thing will be handed over to our Changnan City Museum for safekeeping!"

"By the way, we will also write the donation information of cultural relics in the exhibition hall to thank this treasure friend."

"I'm blanching!"

Hearing this kind of words, Zhang Yang couldn't help but burst into the quintessence of the country.

The official end of the beard?

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