Chapter 177: Three Thousand Dollars, Do You Sell It?
After Baoyou disconnected the microphone, Zhang Yang urgently announced: a five-minute halftime break.
"Do you wait for this fraud case to ferment, or go find Captain Liu?"
Zhang Yang thought for a while and thought of someone.
For the major event of rising to the national first-class cultural relics, it is always right to ask Master Wang's opinion.
The old man said in the live broadcast room before that the archaeological site was driven in to rob things, which is still fresh in people's memories.
Maybe the fate of this jade pig dragon is similar.
While the memory was still hot, Zhang Yang described what happened to Wang Guosheng in a voice message, waiting for the other party's response.
After finishing this, he returned to the live broadcast room:
"Friends, do you have any more to connect to?"
"Teacher, can you see the old tortoiseshell?"
"You're talking about tortoiseshell glasses, right?" Zhang Yang asked.
Glasses have a long history, dating back to the Song Dynasty in the 13th century, when they were handed down from the Western Regions and were very valuable.
Until the end of the Ming Dynasty and the beginning of the Qing Dynasty, there was a master glassmaker surnamed Sun, who relied on the process he summarized to bring down the price of glasses.
When Shunzhi was in the Qing Dynasty, a pair of glasses only cost ten yuan.
In order to highlight their status, rich people began to work on the frames, and tortoiseshell glasses began to become popular, and they have continued to this day.
"This is what my dad used to collect at the thrift market."
Bao Yu began to introduce his baby.
The glasses he brought with him were foldable, and the two lenses could be folded together through the movable joint in the middle.
There are no temples on both sides, and when you wear them, they are fixed with movable nose clips, and at most two ropes are strung on both sides to prevent them from falling.
The round lenses are quite large, and the effect after wearing them is estimated to be similar to that of aliens.
"Is this a hawksbill turtle?"
Baoyou asked, pointing to the yellow-brown frame around the lens.
"Definitely." Zhang Yang looked at the item information and nodded: "You are a modern thing, a fashionable item at the beginning of the last century." β
"It's just a pity that the lenses are glass."
"Doesn't this thing have any origin?" Zhang Yang asked curiously.
At that time, the purchasing power of the money to buy such a pair of glasses was equivalent to tens of thousands of dollars now.
People who don't have some financial resources can't afford to use such things.
"Nope." Baoyou shook his head: "When I was a few years old, my dad collected it at the thrift market. It cost five hundred dollars. β
"Five hundred dollars in a few years...... It can only be said that there is no loss. Because the condition of the thing is a bit poor, it should be able to sell for two thousand now. β
"You said I could take the two apart and sell them as monocles." Baoyou asked on a whim: "Amon's fans should like it very much, right?" β
"Huh? Friends, you won't be parasitized, right? Zhang Yang asked rhetorically, pretending to be frightened.
"Hey, hey, yes, I'm stealing Guevara."
[Really? (I ask with a monocle in my right eye)]
[Amon's glasses are crystals, you are glass]
[That's right, and people don't have frames]
"See?" Zhang Yang repeated a few barrages: "Do you think the money is so easy to earn?" β
"Forget it, don't dismantle it, anyway, I'm also a set."
Baoyou casually picked up a small round box and displayed it in front of the camera.
He said that this is the original glasses case, and when the glasses are folded, they can be just enough to fit in.
"What kind of skin is this?"
Baoyou asked, pointing to the black shell on the top of the glasses case.
"It's cowhide."
"It's just your boast." Zhang Yang said angrily: "This is obviously black paint." β
"Young people don't talk about martial arts, they want to lie to me, right?"
"Hahaha." Baoyou smiled awkwardly: "Then is this box worth it?" β
"Two hundred. If you wear glasses together, you will be given 2500. β
[Tortoiseshell is not very valuable]
[Mainly because the quality is too poor]
[The frame is too thin, the thicker the more valuable]
"Brother of the coarseness, why are you trading animal products here? We are now talking about the value of antiques. β
"Baoyou, do you have anything else to identify?"
"One more piece." Baoyou swallowed: "It's an animal product, but it should be the kind that can be traded." β
"I think there are artificial breeds."
"Mink?" Zhang Yang guessed one casually.
"No, it's this, teacher, you can see for yourself."
Baoyou took out an oval object with gray hair, like a kiwi with dog hair, and the hair on it still had a whirl.
"Name: Original Musk Deer's Sachet"
"Material: Keratin"
"Production time: 2017"
"Details: Sachets taken from the umbilicus of the male musk deer, usually obtained by poachers who brutally killed musk deer in order to get musk musk"
After reading the item information, Zhang Yang was in awe.
This treasure friend is young, and he can eat prison food.
"Is that all?" Zhang Yang asked: "It's not enough to judge!" β
"Just one, I collected it when I went to the countryside with my dad before."
"Do you have a good relationship with your dad?"
"It's like father and son." Baoyou replied.
This answer made Zhang Yang stunned for a moment, and then reacted, anyway, it means that the relationship is good.
"Then stop playing with your phone, brother, call yourself in."
"Huh?" Baoyou didn't react: "Is this also a punishment?" β
"This musk deer sachet, if you just buy it, it will only be two or three years, and there will be a suspended sentence."
[To be precise, it is a sentence of two suspended two, there are cases]
[The musk deer is a first-class protected animal, and this sentence is already very small]
[The treasure friends of Xiaopo Station don't know yet, what is the meaning of confession and leniency]
[He'll find out when the police knock on the door]
"But aren't musk deer now bred in captivity?"
Baoyou seems to want to rescue it.
"Artificial breeding is also a poke a groove or surgery to take musk. Who is like you, who has sachet the whole sachet like you? Zhang Yang said with a merciless blow.
This method of cutting the whole sachet must have been done by poachers.
Kill first, then cut the sachet, a sachet is the life of a musk deer.
In domestic musk deer farms, not only will the musk not harm the life of the deer, but the things taken out cannot be traded privately, and must have the approval of the government.
The control is very strict.
"Teacher, if I contact a musk deer farm and ask them to produce a certificate that this thing is flowing from them, can I get away with it?"
"Smack, smack, slap......"
Zhang Yang smiled and applauded Baoyou.
"Big brother, you can do this! There is another problem, there are 6,000 people watching in our live broadcast room! β
"I'll go!"
Baoyou snorted and directly disconnected the microphone.
β¦β¦
"Brother who lacks heart, try not to play with animal products, there are too many pits, I'm afraid you will fold the rest of your life into it."
Zhang Yang reminded the audience in the live broadcast room before connecting with the next treasure friend.
Some of the brothers at Xiaopo Station are still too young, and their curiosity is too heavy.
Anyway, Zhang Yang can't figure it out if he wants to break his head, what did he do with the sachet of the male musk deer, and hold it in his hand?
"Rest assured, like our mature collectors, they play with serious things."
The new Baoyou who came up to Lianmai agreed with Zhang Yang's words, that is, what he showed was not serious.
A torture instrument with a strong sense of age, a flail.
The kind that ancient prisoners wore on their shoulders and locked their necks and hands.
"Are you sure this isn't a movie prop, or a two-letter thing?"
"Hahaha, teacher, you're playing a little flowery."
Baoyou smiled.
He zoomed in on the camera and showed Zhang Yang the iron handcuffs fixed to the flail.
The rust color is natural, and it does look like an old thing.
"Come on, you zoom out a little bit and I'll look at the whole picture."
Zhang Yang spent 20 seconds and carefully observed this torture instrument, which was indeed a flail in the late Qing Dynasty and the Tongzhi period.
On both sides of the hole in the neck of the lock were long iron chains.
The two yellowish flail boards are connected by wooden tenons.
"Punishment, this matches the theme of our live broadcast room."
Zhang Yang pointed to the "Zhengda Guangming" sign behind him, and it was most appropriate for him to identify this thing.
"Something is right, late Qing Dynasty."
"Baoyou, is your ancestor a jailer?" Zhang Yang inquired: "This thing has been preserved until now, and it is in such good condition, it is quite rare." β
[Why can't you be a prisoner if you are a jailer?] γ
[Whoever wears this thing is a criminal]
[If you can't speak, talk less, learn more from the teacher's questioning skills]
"Isn't it......"
Zhang Yang asked Baoyou not confidently, and the other party whispered to the relatives around him:
"Dad, did our ancestors wear this thing for themselves, or did it for someone else?"
"It must be for someone else!" The middle-aged man who was suspected of being Baoyou's father replied decisively.
"Teacher, my ancestors should have sentenced people."
"It's not a big problem, even if this thing is not ancestral, the cultural relics department won't take care of it, unless you find a whole set of ancient torture instruments, enough for other museums to open a separate exhibition hall."
"Then help me get an estimate, teacher." Baoyou is a little anxious.
Zhang Yang glanced at the screen next to him, and there was no auction price for similar items at all.
Whoever buys this thing in a normal auction house, and who buys this thing in a normal player!
"Baoyou, did you not find the price of this thing on the Internet?" Zhang Yang asked rhetorically.
"Yes, not recorded at all." Baoyou's tone was very depressed: "Everything sold online is new, and it's a toy. β
Usually at this time, Zhang Yang will persuade the other party to keep it well.
After all, it is not a cultural relic.
But this time, he asked: "Baoyou, what is the price in your heart?" β
"I think...... Sell it for at least three thousand. β
"Okay, I'll buy it for three thousand." Zhang Yang replied with a smile.
[Picking up leaks in front of so many of us? γ
[Those who see it have a share, teacher]
[I'll give three thousand and one pieces]
[I'll give four thousand, if the deal is done, I didn't say]
"Teacher, do you really want to buy it? Is this thing precious? β
Hearing Zhang Yang's words, Baoyou instantly had the idea of "strange goods can live".
"Hahaha, if you're afraid that I'll miss something, we can change the way we play."
Zhang Yang pointed to the sign above his head:
"Don't you think your flail matches the sign above my head?"
"Why don't you send it to me as a live broadcast background, I'll help you promote it for free, in case one day, which barrage god is interested?"
Baoyou and his father around him discussed fiercely for a while, and finally decided:
3,000 yuan was sold to Zhang Yang.
They have been looking for buyers online for a long time, but no one is interested at all, and it is more reliable to hold the money in their hands.
Besides, send it to Zhang Yang for display here, what if it is dropped?
[Three thousand yuan, I like to mention a torture instrument! ] γ
[Teacher, do you accept the tiger chair I have here?] γ
[When will the entire Manchu Ten Torture Special Exhibition]
[The person in front of you, are you sure it's not a movie? γ
γDo you want chili waterγ
"Is chili water also a torture tool? Then I'll just go to the supermarket and buy a bottle of old godmother. β
"No, you people don't really want to dress up my live broadcast room as a court, do you?"
Zhang Yang thought about it, it was a bit too underworld, and a flail placed in the corner of the wall as a background was enough.
"Back to the topic, let's continue, there is still an hour, treasure friends who need to appreciate treasures, hurry up."
β¦β¦
"Teacher, help me see how this goes."
Seeing what Baoyou took out, Zhang Yang's expression instantly became serious.
Because what the other party took out was a ring-headed bronze sword about fifty centimeters long.
The length of the blade and the hilt of the sword is about the same, and at the end of the hilt, there is an oval ring.
"Come, pick it up and I'll take a look."
Zhang Yang has developed a habit of looking at the rust of the bronze first, and the authenticity of most things can be seen by looking at the rust.
Baoyou picked it up and gave a close-up of each part as he said.
Zhang Yang was stunned.
What about the rust on this sword?
"Brother, have you washed the pulp?" He asked, confused.
"No, that's how it was when I bought it." Baoyou replied in an innocent tone.
"Then tell me more about how you bought it."
Listening to Baoyou's origin, Zhang Yang began to look at the item information.
"Name: Bronze Sword of the Ring"
"Material: copper, tin, zinc"
"Date of production: 532 B.C.E."
"Details: The ring-headed sword commonly used by the northern nomads during the Spring and Autumn period has an extremely long hilt, which is convenient for wearing and fighting on horses. The surface of the sword has been oxidized with chromium salts, and it has not rusted for thousands of years."
Chromium salt oxidation?
The last time Zhang Yang saw this word, it was in the literature that introduced "Yue Wang Goujian Sword", which was a very advanced method of preventing metal corrosion in ancient times.
He glanced at the ornamentation on the sword again, and the checkered stripes were clearly visible.
Definitely a top-grade bronze sword!
At this time, Baoyou also explained the origin of the things almost completely.
This was harvested by him in the countryside, and he found that the quality was particularly good, and at first he thought it was a modern handicraft.
A few days ago in the city, I asked an expert to take a look, and the other party thought that it might be genuine.
Baoyou didn't dare to keep it in his hands, so he had already called the museum overnight to inform him and was ready to hand it in.
Now I want Zhang Yang to take a look in advance, so as not to make jokes.
"Wait! Which museum are you going to hand it over? Zhang Yang asked urgently.
The ordinary Spring and Autumn Bronze Sword is fine, but this one, not only has few styles, but also does not rust.
You can fight for it!
"Our local Yangcheng Museum."
Baoyou said a name that Zhang Yang was very familiar with.
It's so familiar that it's a bit difficult to start, after all, it's about to cooperate with a new batch of loan exhibitions.
Zhang Yang took one last look at the treasure, it was too suitable to be exhibited with the sword borrowed by Boss Gong.
"Baoyou, are you interested in traveling to Linhai?"
"We also have a museum here, which is a strategic partnership with Yangcheng Museum."
"Cooperation, you know, is that I have you, you have me."
"This bronze sword, placed in the bronze exhibition hall of our museum, is no different from that placed in the Yangcheng Museum."
(End of chapter)