"Come, young Abin, tell your story."

Although Baoyou only showed Zhang Yang the floor after connecting to the microphone, and did not take the initiative to say hello, considering the barrage he just posted, it is still worth looking forward to.

"Teacher, are you safe here?"

Baoyou's voice was a little soft, like an agent joint.

Zhang Yang also unconsciously lowered his voice:

"Safe, absolutely safe."

"Brothers, put protection on the barrage."

"Okay, I believe that a big anchor like you shouldn't go to snitching."

Zhang Yang nodded, reassuring Baoyou that he would definitely not be able to do such a thing.

Because if it's really a big deal, it's not his turn to report it at all, and there are many "eyeliner" in the live broadcast room, so just someone will arrange him.

Under the instigation of Zhang Yang's assurance and barrage, Baoyou's camera slowly shifted from the ground to the desktop.

On the table was a piece of green porcelain about the size of a slab, with a slight curvature and broken stubble around it.

[Why is it so like a glazed tile]

[Is this a theft of the Forbidden City?]

[From my layman's point of view, I really have to judge]

Zhang Yang didn't make a fuss like a barrage, and was even a little disappointed.

It's just a glazed tile, and the two ancient city ruins of Chang'an and Luoyang alone have dug up I don't know how many such tiles.

The only thing that has suspense is the age of this thing.

"Production time: 1601"

In the late Ming Dynasty, it didn't work.

"This glazed tile of the Ming Dynasty was bought from the hands of you, cough cough?" Zhang Yang asked Baoyou.

"Ming Dynasty?" Baoyou was a little unexpected, and subconsciously muttered: "Isn't it the Tang Dynasty?" ”

Two seconds later, Bao Youyou seemed to understand, and asked with joy in his tone: "Is it possible to trade in the Ming Dynasty?" ”

"That'...... Teacher, this thing is my ancestral. ”

Ancestral is a bit flexible.

Zhang Yang just didn't hear Baoyou's last sentence, even if he was whimsical, he didn't think so.

He continued to inquire: "Is it the person who sold you, telling you that it is from the Tang Dynasty?" Did he tell you where the things came from? ”

"Yes, he said yes......" Baoyou hesitated for a moment, and whispered in an imperceptible voice: "He said it was from Famen Temple." ”

Famen Temple again?

Last time glazed bricks, this time glazed tiles, these people are too good at stealing.

Zhang Yang remembered a certain treasure friend before, and a smile appeared on his face.

"Baoyou, don't tell me, you bought this thing from the person who was identified in my live broadcast room last time?"

"yes, yes." Baoyou replied repeatedly: "I just talked to him privately and bought it from him." ”

"After I bought it, I saw someone say that he seemed to sell stolen goods to tomb robbers."

"I didn't know when I bought it, it shouldn't be illegal, you say?"

"Uh-huh, I'm sure you don't know." Zhang Yang replied with a smile.

Anyway, it didn't help him to believe it.

Serious people who look for tomb robbers to buy things, and what do you say "I don't know until I buy it", fooling ghosts!

"In the future, don't buy this kind of stuff with questionable sources, it's not safe."

"Understood, next time I'll buy it from the teacher."

"I don't sell this kind of thing." Zhang Yang waved his hand: "To be precise, I don't sell anything related to ancient buildings here, because most of these antiques come from the wrong way." ”

"Then this one, is it from Famen Temple?" Baoyou asked, looking at the glazed tiles in his hand.

"Of course it is, this should have been stolen by the group of people who stole cultural relics when Famen Temple collapsed."

"That temple, isn't it from the Tang Dynasty? This is the tile of the Ming Dynasty. ”

"The things in the underground palace are from the Tang Dynasty, and the tower was rebuilt during the Wanli period of the Ming Dynasty." Zhang Yang explained to Baoyou: "It was the tower of the Ming Dynasty that fell, revealing the underground palace of the Tang Dynasty underground. ”

[This person dares to buy it without knowing anything]

[He also bought the real thing, which is the most infuriating]

[Don't be angry, he'll go in right away]

Looking at the barrage full of sentencing, Baoyou asked the question he was most concerned about:

"Teacher, if I turn myself in now, how long will I be sentenced?"

Zhang Yang shook his head.

"Hopeless? Still can't get out? Baoyou asked in horror.

"It's not that serious." Zhang Yang told him: "If you only buy this one, hand it in, and then offer it to the seller, you will basically be fine." ”

Other treasure friends are "vegetable and fun-loving", so they have become leeks;

This treasure friend is "afraid and insisted on playing", and as a result, he scared himself a lot.

After listening to it, Baoyou thought for a while, and suddenly said:

"If the seller has already gone in, and then let him out, is it okay?"

Then, Baoyou explained the reason why he was so panicked.

After he bought the glazed tiles, he added the seller's "collection enthusiast exchange group".

Yesterday, someone suddenly said in the group that the seller was taken away by the police.

Group management tells everyone not to panic, don't sell things recently, and wait for the limelight to pass.

"They don't panic, I panic. The first time I played, this happened to me. ”

Baoyou's tone when he said this, not to mention how uncomfortable it was.

"It's okay, it's not a big problem, if you confess at this time, you are also helping the police supplement the evidence of the crime, and it will definitely be considered meritorious."

Zhang Yang's words were also supported by the Internet police in the live broadcast room.

@临海网警: [Baoyou can rest assured to call the police, confess leniently]

@首都网警: [Please contact your local police as soon as possible]

@逗音幺幺零: [Please call Zero as soon as possible to explain the situation]

"Teacher, in your live broadcast room, there are really Internet police?" Baoyou swallowed with some difficulty.

"No, you're wrong." Zhang Yang smiled and comforted: "Some people have an Internet police ID, but they are actually alive. ”

"But you'd better contact the police as soon as possible, otherwise you'll be complicit."

"I know, I'll go right away." Bao You agreed and quickly disconnected the microphone.

……

The real old fans in the live broadcast room have long been surprised by the Internet police.

They are more concerned with other issues.

【Can't you play with ancient buildings?】

[If it's handed down, can you play it?]

[The hundred-year-old ancestral house is built with Han bricks, is it considered to be handed down]

[Can you sell the glazed bricks I bought on September 30, 49]

"It's starting to leave here again, isn't it?"

The questions raised by the barrage, Zhang Yang felt a pain in his brain when he thought about it a little.

He hurriedly connected to the next treasure friend.

"Come, Baoyou, look at your baby."

This newcomer didn't rush to show his things, but asked Zhang Yang a question first:

"Teacher, can animal products be identified?"

Zhang Yang gave an ambiguous answer:

"If you think it's a punishment, then it's a punishment."

"Then I don't think I'll be punished."

Baoyou said, took out a small black wooden box, and after opening it, it was covered with yellow brocade cloth.

The collection is quite exquisite, but the things on the brocade cloth are shocking.

"If I'm not mistaken, it's a salted fish?"

Zhang Yang was a little confused.

Baoyou brought a salted dried fish, which looked like bream, and it was estimated that it was a little old, and the skin of the fish had turned black.

However, the age estimate is also limited, because except for the part of the head that is a little rotten, the other parts are in good condition, and even the fins on the back and abdomen can be clearly seen.

[You can say if it's an animal product]

[Baoyou is telling the truth, it's really not too punishable]

[This fish should not be as expensive as the box]

"This salted fish is not ordinary, teacher, can you determine his age?"

Salted fish, age?

Looking at what Baoyou said, Zhang Yang looked at it intently.

At this glance, he was taken aback by the age on the item's information.

"Production time: 215 years"

Salted fish at the end of the Eastern Han Dynasty?

If it can be preserved for so long and is still so intact, it is no longer a pickled fish, but a fish that grows out of salt.

"You fish, is he salty?"

"Huh?"

"I'm sorry to ask the wrong question, I wanted to ask, where did you get this?"

"It was sent by a friend, along with several things."

Baoyou shook the camera for a moment, and there were other objects next to the salted fish.

But he doesn't seem to show what he meant by "several things."

"Baoyou, in our live broadcast room, there is nothing that can't be watched, just shoot generously." Zhang Yang frowned, pretended to be impatient and said, "You're not a female anchor, why are you still covering it?" ”

"Aren't you afraid that the Internet police in the live broadcast room will arrest me?" Baoyou said with a smile.

But he is a sincere person, and after Zhang Yang clicked on him, he immediately gave the camera to what he was unwilling to show just now.

It turned out to be two cylindrical pottery vessels with hat-like lids on top, and the shape was similar to that of a barn.

When Zhang Yang saw this type, he immediately understood.

Both of these are typical funerary objects, which were used to hold millet in the tombs of the ancients.

He touched his forehead a little embarrassed and said:

"Baoyou, I'm sorry for you."

"It's okay, Master Zhang, I originally planned to donate these two."

Baoyou raised the small notebook in his hand, indicating that it was not the first time for him.

This kind of red book is known to those who have handed in cultural relics.

"Is Baoyou specialized in handing in cultural relics?" Zhang Yang asked with some curiosity.

"Teacher, if you want to call me stupid, just say it."

"No, no, I mean, you're weird!" Zhang Yang said approvingly.

"These barns are all from the Eastern Han Dynasty, and so is the salted fish, did you get it from the same channel?"

【Channel?】 Tombs! 】

[This salted fish is also a funeral object? 】

[A bit of a cow, salted fish more than a thousand years ago]

[Salted fish has been a cultural relic for more than a thousand years]

"It's all sent by friends."

Baoyou nodded, and gave the camera to the salted fish again.

The audience in the live broadcast room is brushing "respect", and it is not too much to give a little respect to the salted fish of more than a thousand years.

"If this fish is donated to the museum, will it be exhibited?" Baoyou asked: "Will it be counted as cultural relics or animal products at that time?" ”

"It's definitely a cultural relic." Zhang Yang said with a smile.

"I suggest you send it to a larger museum. Now the popular theme exhibition, your salted fish, can perfectly show the living standards of the people in the Eastern Han Dynasty. ”

"Three types of cultural relics should also be enough."

"That's what I thought, too." Baoyou grinned: "I want to send it to the provincial-level museum and mix this salted fish with a career." ”

"It also gives us ordinary people who are salted fish a little confidence."

Baoyou's last sentence, the pattern opened up all of a sudden.

【Salted fish tears】

[Understood, I'll marinate myself with salt]

[The real question of Huatu in my hand is not fragrant at once]

(End of chapter)