"You don't care what is underneath, you take a look at the opening film first!"

Zhang Yang stood in front of the porcelain stall, and this sentence repeatedly came to his mind.

This is the best way to use this as a propaganda slogan for the pile of fake porcelain in front of you.

Because they don't have a base, the types of utensils are the most common, and the glaze is also plain.

You can only see the opening film.

Coincidentally, the openings of these porcelains are very similar.

Whether it is a "Ru kiln" or a "brother kiln", it is like putting it together after it was broken.

Zhang Yang had a bold idea to verify how this opening came about, but he had to buy two pieces first.

Wait for the audience to work hard, and the money to buy porcelain will be included in the live broadcast funds.

"Big brother, how do you sell these few?"

Zhang Yang asked the price in front of the stall, and behind him, Chu Ziqiang was carrying a small suitcase containing a porcelain drawing board while quietly broadcasting live on his mobile phone.

The main thing is to auction the porcelain on the stalls.

[Is this handsome back in front of Master Zhang]

[Is it a live broadcast to fight fakes, pay attention to safety]

[It should be marked that it is a shooting from an abnormal perspective]

【Treasure Hunt (Flower) Perspective】

"It's not a price, you have to ask one by one."

The stall owner was a young man playing with his mobile phone without even raising his head.

"How much does this mallet bottle cost?" Zhang Yang picked up one casually.

It's all fake anyway, and it's over after the hard bargaining.

The stall owner raised his head and glanced at it, and replied casually:

"This 50,000, the imitation Ru kiln of the Qing Dynasty."

"Fifty thousand...... Fifty! To sell or not to sell? ”

Zhang Yang bargained according to the price of handicrafts, anyway, this stall owner didn't have any weapons at hand.

"Not for sale." The stall owner replied simply.

However, it may be because Zhang Yang killed too hard, and the other party raised his head and glanced at him.

As a result, I just saw Chu Ziqiang behind him, smirking there with a mobile phone.

[Is this stall owner playing with pesticides?]

[My brother's eyes are too innocent]

[Judging by the expression, it should be lost, and it may even be in a losing streak]

[Come closer, I can't hear my husband's voice clearly]

[The director is male or female, can I leave a WeChat if I am a man, I am also a man]

The charm of the language of the barrage god, a boy in his early twenties can't hold it at all, and he dies of happiness.

Then, Xiao Chu was naturally discovered by the stall owner.

"Who is that, what about you, what are you filming? What are you laughing at? ”

"Me?" Chu Ziqiang reacted quickly: "No, I'm playing with entertainment." ”

"! You're obviously on the air! The enthusiastic Little Red Riding Hood, who was passing behind him, broke through Xiao Chu, and before he could react, he ran away.

"Live?"

This word seemed to touch a certain point of the stall owner, and he was stimulated to stand up directly.

"You're a streamer? Or is he a streamer? The stall owner pointed back and forth between Zhang Yang and Xiao Chu: "I didn't agree with you to take it, this is infringing on my portrait rights." ”

Every stall owner is talking about the law, and he is full of emotion, worthy of Pan Jiayuan, really professional.

He took the mallet bottle and explained to the boss with a smile:

"Don't be nervous, brother, we're students."

"This one hundred and fifteen, I bought it, what do you think?"

Zhang Yang added another hundred with some difficulty, he really didn't want to make money for profiteers!

"One hundred and fifteen? Student? You can't be a brute! ”

The stall owner looked at Chu Ziqiang, then at Zhang Yang, and suddenly sneered:

"Looking at the way you two are searching, you know it's a little anchor."

"Did you do a store visit before? The kind that doesn't pay for meals? ”

"If you want to come to Pan Jiayuan to eat and drink, then you are in the wrong place."

[Is this Jing Ye? 】

[Listen to the sound of people here, it's called an authentic]

【Jingye V I 50】

[Can the director shoot some beauties, don't keep shooting monkeys]

"Don't say something that you don't have, two hundred, do you want to sell it?"

Zhang Yang is still bargaining.

He also came up with great strength, and today he had to test the bottom of the stall owner.

The people from the stalls next to them saw that there was a lot of excitement and all gathered around.

In Pan Jiayuan, because of the counter-offer, the last fight is not uncommon, how can the people who eat melons miss it?

Seeing that his stall had attracted the attention of so many people, the stall owner came to the spirit.

He said aloud like an advertisement:

"Let me tell you, every piece of porcelain I have here has an expert's appraisal certificate."

"The price I sell, that's the price of conscience, you can't buy it at this price anywhere else."

[Expert, danger! 】

[It's supposed to be a brick family, the kind that deceives]

[Which expert, come out and see if we Master Zhang recognize it]

In the past, when they advertised outdoor live broadcasts, they were all barrage laughing at themselves, but today, they have a mouthpiece.

"Which expert's certificate, you name it, I'll listen to it!"

Chu Ziqiang stole the barrage and replied loudly.

The stall owner also replied loudly with a name: Mr. Tian.

Neither Zhang Yang nor Xiao Chu had heard of this pheasant expert.

However, the identity of the other party is very interesting: a visiting expert at the Pan Jiayuan Antique Appraisal Center.

As the most famous antique market in the country, there are many large and small appraisal institutions in Panjiayuan, which can achieve "customers buy things, identify on the spot, and die on the spot".

Of course, there is a little appraisal fee to be paid in between.

This complete set of leek cutting industry chain, if Wang Duoyu comes to Pan Jiayuan and buys it according to the stall owner's quotation, it is estimated that he can lose one billion yuan in one day.

[Experts jointly fake, this is a fake den]

Chu Ziqiang glanced at the barrage and nodded secretly.

He quietly poked Zhang Yang with his elbow and asked in a low voice:

"Is there a genuine thing here?"

Zhang Yang crossed his left and right index fingers and made a gesture of "negation".

None of them are really.

It's even all imitations that just came out of the kiln this year.

"Shall we appear before men, then?" Chu Ziqiang asked again.

Zhang Yang made an equally negative gesture and replied in a low voice:

"I'm not interested. Let's go, it's almost time. ”

Zhang Yang thought that the two hours he had made up for were almost up, so he had to find a secluded place first and say hello to the audience in the live broadcast room.

Chu Ziqiang nodded, and glanced at the barrage again:

[Can't let go of this kind of unscrupulous business]

[There are a lot of old men and old ladies around, and it is estimated that someone's pension will be cheated next]

[Master Zhang, let's just lift this stall]

[The antique market is ruined by these scammers]

Xiao Chu's blood surged in an instant, and he didn't leave, and stretched his mobile phone to Zhang Yang's face.

"Brother, let's see what everyone means."

"This ...... That's right. ”

Zhang Yang admitted that what the barrage said made sense, and he said thoughtfully:

"Or, a little, fake it?"

"I listen to you, in case the other party has a background, I will sell my fourth master."

"You're filial."

Zhang Yang nodded, the former director of the Cultural Relics Bureau should be able to do well.

He gave the stall owner a harmless expression.

"Boss, you can call Mr. Tian, and say that someone asked him."

"Ask what?"

"Ask him if he hasn't studied porcelain identification, and he can't see such an inferior imitation?"

Zhang Yang casually picked up a barrel furnace imitating the kiln, pointed to the glaze and said:

"This kind of opening is obviously formed by the impact of external force when the porcelain comes out of the kiln."

"I don't believe we can use tools to remove a layer of this glaze, and look at the internal injuries you have smashed the porcelain."

(End of chapter)