Chapter 190: A Tesla is buried underground

The first time Zhang Yang saw the azure porcelain tiles, he was thinking:

If this is really dug out in the same soil layer as the carriage road, at least it is also the Northern Song Dynasty.

Northern Song Dynasty, or azure porcelain, it is easy to ship large quantities.

Unexpectedly, the item information showed that this was a piece of broken porcelain from the [Northern Song Dynasty Ru Kiln].

Zhang Yang remembers very well that in 12 years, a box of 218 pieces of porcelain from the Northern Song Dynasty Ru kiln was auctioned at a high price of 28.75 million.

It is equivalent to 130,000 per piece.

It would not be surprising if such a piece was found in the Imperial Kiln Factory.

Ru kiln is an official kiln, and the porcelain that is fired and not selected will be smashed and buried in the ground.

A single piece will sell for tens of thousands of yuan.

But the place where it was found was on the side of the carriage road.

Under normal circumstances, who would throw the porcelain fragments of the Imperial Kiln alone on the side of the road?

There is a possibility that during the Southern Song Dynasty, the Jin people went south, and the captured porcelain accidentally fell on the side of the road.

Then there is a high probability that you can make up a remnant.

Even if some parts are missing, they are enough to be used as the collection of ordinary museums.

"Teacher, is this thing valuable?"

Baoyou heard Zhang Yang say that he was coming to him, and knew that this was actually telling him in disguise: This is a good thing.

"Worth the money? It's useless even if it's worth hundreds of millions. Zhang Yang waved his hand: "This thing can't be traded." ”

"I can only tell you that its comprehensive value is very high, and it is worth sending an archaeological team to excavate it."

"Don't put it in your pocket, get ready to turn it in."

"So what the hell is this?" Baoyou is still very confused.

"Ru porcelain." Zhang Yang replied briefly.

With two simple words, Baoyou and the audience in the live broadcast room were excited.

【Generous Gifts】

[This color does look like ah]

[What shit luck, picking up Ru porcelain at the construction site]

[Don't be envious, this thing can't be kept by friends]

"Is it the Ru kiln in the Northern Song Dynasty?" Baoyou asked.

"Ru porcelain refers specifically to the porcelain fired in the official kiln during the period from Zhezong of the Northern Song Dynasty to Huizong, and others, even if they are fired in the Southern Song Dynasty, can only be called imitations."

"If you look at its color, you can't get tired of looking at it, it's very moist."

"Although Song Huizong can't govern the country, his aesthetics are still trustworthy."

"That's right."

Baoyou was silent for a while.

Zhang Yang thought that he was digesting what he had just said, after all, if he dug up the fragments of Ru porcelain by himself, he would also taste them.

Unexpectedly, Baoyou suddenly came to say:

"I found out, there are Ru porcelain fragments sold on the Internet, and the price is 120,000 yuan."

"What kind of website are you looking at? Now Ruyao will definitely not be allowed to sell in China. Zhang Yang said with an oath.

If this kind of transaction information dares to be put on the Internet, isn't it rushing to send performance to the Internet police?

"It is said that it is an offline transaction in Xiangjiang."

"That's fine." Zhang Yang smiled and told Baoyou: "You can't get out of the customs, don't think about it." ”

"And you've been exposed now."

Baoyou sighed and silently put away the porcelain.

Then he took a few steps forward and aimed the camera at the ground.

"I'll you!"

Zhang Yang was shocked for the second time.

Because there are many broken porcelain pieces on the ground, and some of them are still buried in the soil, only half of them are exposed.

Although there is no fragment of Ru porcelain like just now, think about it, this is a porcelain piece buried deep in the ground.

"Teacher, how many pieces can I take for you?"

Baoyou said, reaching out to dig it.

Zhang Yang hurriedly stopped him.

"Don't don't, law-abiding citizens like us, when we encounter such a situation, we should hand it over to the people of the archaeological team to excavate."

"It's very likely that this is the garbage heap where the ancients buried broken porcelain, and the scientific name is called the ash pit."

"This pit is a ruin in itself."

"But I feel so itchy to see it!" Baoyou pointed to a piece of brown porcelain and said.

The part of the porcelain piece that protrudes from the ground has a clear lotus pattern on it.

Ornamented? That's another price.

"I'm the same."

Zhang Yang touched his upper lip and thought of a solution:

"Well, you can take a picture of the porcelain piece on the side, as long as the exposed area is large enough, I can see about it."

"Okay!"

Baoyou picked a few typical pieces according to what Zhang Yang said.

"Cizhou kiln, early Northern Song Dynasty."

"Longquan kiln, late Northern Song Dynasty."

"Jizhou kiln, early Southern Song Dynasty."

"It's a pity that I dug it too late." Zhang Yang sighed from the bottom of his heart.

"yes, my parents gave birth to me too late." Baoyou also sighed: "Just these broken porcelain pieces, it is estimated that the whole Tesla." ”

[At least your five-baht coin can be carried in your pocket, no one cares]

[It's all here, take two road bricks back]

[If you want to open it, this thing wasn't yours in the first place]

[The next time I encounter something like this, dig it up first and bring it back]

"Don't listen to the barrage, don't dig the ash pit."

"If something is broken, you're going to go in."

"I know." Baoyou answered, looking at the posture, he was ready to leave the scene of the crime.

But he was still a step late, or rather, someone faster.

Outside the video, a middle-aged man's voice came from the place, obviously asking this treasure friend:

"What did you dig underneath?"

"The archaeological team came and said that they would show them what they had dug up."

"It's nothing, there's a Tesla buried underneath." Baoyou said lightly.

……

After disconnecting the microphone, Zhang Yang was still reminiscing about the Ru kiln porcelain piece just now.

This ash pit, as long as it is near the sea, he has to go to it himself.

"Teacher, can you help me take a look at this, is it real gold?"

The new treasure friend took out a golden boy statue.

The shape is similar to that of a Buddha statue, except that the face and body are childlike.

On the lotus platform at the bottom, there is also a text engraved that I don't know where, most likely a scripture.

"Why do you look like Kuman Thong?" Zhang Yang asked.

Kuman Thong, also known as the Golden Boy, is a special kind of Buddha statue in Southeast Asia.

This thing is very evil, Zhang Yang used to watch the news, and I heard that some people in the entertainment industry worship this thing and use it to lower people's heads.

But Baoyou's thing is a little better, it looks like it's carved wood and lacquered gold, and there are no strange things added.

"Yes, this is what I invited back from Thailand, and the local mage has opened the light."

"Do you have someone to turn on the light?"

Zhang Yang was a little panicked when he heard this.

Because Kuman Thong is consecrated by a monk who has cultivated to a very high level, summons the soul of a deceased and homeless infant and infuses it into the Buddha statue.

"I didn't ask for it, but I bought it by pressing the light."

"That's right." Zhang Yang nodded, just as he had finished his appraisal, and then said, "Then you should have been deceived." ”

"This thing is produced in Yiwu, and the gold on it is not real gold."

"In a sense, this is a reshoring of goods."

"Huh?" Baoyou was a little incredulous.

He retorted to Zhang Yang and said: "Gu Man Tong Kaiguang, it should have little to do with where this boy was born, right?" ”

"You're a pure bar." Zhang Yang pursed his lips and said: "The monk opened the light, and he did it to Yiwu small commodities, right?" ”

"Then why don't you invite the monk directly to sit on the assembly line of the factory?"

(End of chapter)