"Good afternoon, Master Zhang, can you help me take a look at this thing?"

The Baoyou who spoke was a middle-aged man with a little Hunan accent.

"This should be the first time you come to our live broadcast room, Baoyou?"

The other side did not give the collection shot, but greeted politely first, which was completely different from the old fritters in the live broadcast room.

"Yes, I don't know why, I pushed your live broadcast to me as soon as I was on the comics."

"I know why." Zhang Yang, who is well versed in big data, took the initiative to help Baoyou solve his doubts: "It must be that when you usually speak, you said the keywords [antique] and [identification]. ”

"Eh, how does he know?"

There was a woman's voice on the other end of the video, and listening to the tone, it should be Baoyou's wife.

"Baoyou, let's take a look at your baby first."

I don't know why, for this kind of treasure friend who is a bit like a budding newcomer, Zhang Yang can't help but look forward to something.

It is estimated that many people in the live broadcast room who eat public meals will have the same idea.

Sure enough, what Baoyou took out did not disappoint.

An old clay pot with four ties, slightly calcified on the outside, and a circle of hairy, water-like remnants along the mouth.

Fresh out of the water!

"Baoyou, are you a [Haidilao]?"

"We don't like hot pot."

"Who asked you about hot pot, what I asked was, did you fish this thing out of the water?"

"Ah, yes, fished out of the river."

【666666】

[Baoyou's tone is very true]

[It is estimated that I made a lot of fish, and I was arrested by big data]

"How can this thing be in the river?" Zhang Yang asked suspiciously: "Why did you go to the bottom of the river to fish for things?" ”

"Teacher, do you know Tianyuan Deng Gang?" Baoyou tried to explain.

"I know, the god of fishing, you are related to him?"

"He's my idol."

"You just say you're a fisherman, don't you have it?"

Zhang Yang thought to himself, going around in such a big circle, isn't it just an air force?

Serious fishing, who goes into the water to touch things?

"Actually, I was going to go to the bottom of the river to touch the mussels, but I didn't expect to touch such a thing."

"That's it?"

"At the moment."

"I see, then, is the water deep?"

"I guess it's six or seven meters."

"Is there a house under the river? Or some very deep pits? Zhang Yang asked.

The depth of the water is good, and Zhang Yang speculates that there may be tombs or ruins at the bottom of the river.

Baoyou said: "No, I haven't seen it." ”

But at this time, Baoyou's wife said: "Legend, doesn't it say that there is?" ”

"Oh?" Zhang Yang smiled: "Baoyou, give the microphone to your younger brother and sister, and explain it well." ”

[Husband and wife are birds in the same forest, is it good to confess well]

[Backstab from the person next to the pillow]

[Wait for the fight to start]

"You don't have to give it to me." Baoyou's wife said: "I just remember, legend has it that there is a village at the bottom of the river. ”

"There's a village? Baoyou, did you pick up this jar from that underwater village? ”

"I don't know, I'm just touching the mussel." Baoyou began to pretend to be confused.

"Don't be nervous, we are our own family." Zhang Yang said with a smile: "You are from Hunan Province, which is the line of Zhang Da Buddha?" ”

"That village, under the water, Zhangjia Ancient Building."

"My surname is Zhang, so we can't write two words in one stroke."

"But I don't believe Zhang." Baoyou muttered, "Teacher, which dynasty is this jar from?" ”

"In modern times, a hundred years, five dollars." Zhang Yang quickly replied: "Baoyou, there is a village down there, are you not tempted?" ”

"Or, the next time I go in, call the teacher to come along?" Baoyou said hesitantly.

"Me? I don't dare. If you want to go, you can only find someone named Zhang Qiling to accompany you. ”

"Which one is the one and which is the spirit?" Baoyou's wife suddenly asked beside her.

[Zhang Qiling, have you seen these three words]

[Just call him little brother]

[If you play antiques, you can't really look at it]

"Don't look for it deliberately, the next time you see a handsome guy going down the river, it's probably him." Zhang Yang said with a smile.

However, thinking of someone's divine operation of "getting under the golden soup", he added another sentence:

"But if you see someone wearing a diving suit and carrying an oxygen cylinder down the river, remember to call the police directly, that kind of tomb robbery."

"Oh, got it!" Baoyou's wife replied beside her.

"Teacher, I watched the barrage and said that this kind of fish fished up in the river must be handed over to the Cultural Relics Bureau, otherwise it will be arrested?"

"Do you believe the words of the barrage judge?" Zhang Yang shook his head: "This kind of five-yuan rag, pickled vegetables can't be used, and the police and the Cultural Relics Bureau have no time to manage it." ”

"Then won't I be able to touch it a little more?" Baoyou suddenly said with some excitement.

"No, why are you still saying what is in your heart?"

Zhang Yang was about to disconnect the microphone, and when he heard this, his hand froze.

He thought about it and asked Baoyou:

"Where are you from Hunan Province?"

"Changde's. Teacher, are you also from Hunan Province? ”

"No, but there should be ...... in our live broadcast room"

“……”

After hanging up the microphone, Zhang Yang raised his eyebrows at the camera:

"Just now, this treasure friend's awareness of cultural relics protection is a little weak, I don't have the energy to persuade it, please follow up."

……

[The things that are dug up are not valuable, do you still have to hand them in?] 】

"This kind of thing, you directly ask me to see if something is worth it?"

"That's what the treasure anchor does."

Zhang Yang smiled and pointed out the maze of the barrage.

"Don't keep looking at the barrage and say that you can't be punished, even if it's really a punishment, if you come to me, at least you can earn a free door-to-door pick-up service for nothing."

[Can't I just call the police? 】

[It's useless to call the police, I just tried]

[Not all ......]

"Wait a while, this treasure friend called the sweeping monk of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, don't go."

"Connect me, hurry up and connect me."

As soon as Zhang Yang saw such a barrage, he knew that it was either a hilarious mouth, or something was really wrong.

This time, it's the latter.

As soon as Baoyou connected, the picture given was very shocking: barren mountains and mountains, dilapidated temples, and stone wells half covered by weeds.

At another point in time, this is Pu Songling's chat.

Fortunately, Baoyou is holding a red rope in his hand, which can be regarded as chongxi.

"Baoyou, what are you doing here?"

"Teacher, I'm a fisherman in the broadest sense."

Baoyou pulled the red rope from the ground, and then saw that there was a cake-shaped metal object tied to the other end of the rope.

"This is a strong magnet, and my hobby is to play with strong magnetic salvage."

Zhang Yang looked at the magnet in Baoyou's hand, and then looked at the stone well in the distance, and understood.

This is the idea of beating people's temples and wishing wells!

"It's been abandoned for so long, is there anything in there?" Zhang Yang asked pretending to be puzzled.

As soon as he asked, Baoyou really couldn't help but show off.

"Hey, hey, it's quite a bit."

"Teacher, look."

Baoyou spread out his hand, and there were a few golden coins in his hand.

[Is this a gold coin?] 】

[, get rich]

[In the past, in the ancient river of Suzhou, someone used a metal detector to find this kind of gold coin]

[What gold coins, this is water meter gold]

The barrage still has knowledge, and Zhang Yang also popularized science for others.

The water meter gold is actually the copper coin unearthed from the puddle.

Because it is not corroded by oxygen, the surface forms a kind of gilding effect of the pulp, which is a very distinctive ancient coin.

These pieces in the hands of Baoyou are all copper coins in the middle and late Qing Dynasty, and most of them are Qianlong Tongbao.

These copper coins, without exception, are all produced in the Bashu region, so there are certain iron impurities in the copper coins.

"Baoyou, where are you?"

"In Meishan." Baoyou replied: "Teacher, I called the police to say that I dug copper coins in the well, and the police said that they didn't have time to take care of these small things. ”

"Then they want you to get rich." Zhang Yang said with a smile: "The quality of your water meter gold is good. This can be sucked out, which means that there is a lot more underneath. ”

"Have you gone down and had a look?"

"Don't dare, I'm alone here, I'm afraid that there is something dirty sealed underneath."

Baoyou said, walking to the well, the surrounding mud and debris showed that the bottom was indeed quite dirty.

It also took him a lot of time to get out these copper coins, but if you calculate the hourly wage, it is quite cost-effective.

"Teacher, that's what I dug up. Why don't I call a few people in a few days and come again? ”

"Don't ask me about that." Zhang Yang refused with a face: "Why are you asking for my opinion, you want me to be the mastermind?" ”

"But do you know that the money in the wishing well like this is entrusted with the owner's wishes, and there is a deep cause and effect!"

"Cause and effect, aren't you afraid?"

"Huh?" Baoyou was stunned and said, "Then what should I do?" ”

"That's it, I've been practicing for a long time, and I'll fight these causes and effects for you, how about it?"

"Teacher, you mean, I'll send you this money."

"Yes, the postage will be paid." Zhang Yang nodded, folded his hands and said, "Just let all kinds of causes and effects add to my body, what's the matter?" ”

"Coincidentally, Master Zhang, I'm not afraid of cause and effect."

Baoyou turned the camera and aimed at his face, only to see that the top of his head was bare, and he was wearing a string of Buddhist beads around his neck.

[It turned out to be a bald donkey]

[This is my own well]

[No wonder the police don't dare to care]

"What do you call this master?"

The monk also folded his hands and replied, "The poor monk Dharma is called the dream relic." ”

(End of chapter)