"Oh, I'll go!"

Wei Fuguang slapped his forehead and looked at Zhang Yang with a bitter face:

"Brother Yang, why don't we go directly to the next one?"

He has watched Zhang Yang's live broadcast and knows that in the bronzes, there is not one genuine product.

The old village chief used to be a cadre, and it is impossible not to know that the bronze tripod is a national treasure.

Moving out in such a grand manner is to treat the people of his old Wei family as fools!

"Young man, don't worry."

Zhang Yang stepped forward and took the bronze tripod with Librarian He.

It's quite heavy, the country's heavy weapon, you have to take a good look.

"Can this thing be real?"

Wei Fuguang muttered in his mouth and stepped forward in disbelief.

But he thought that before entering the village, Zhang Yang asked him if he had an ancient tomb, and suddenly a glimmer of hope was ignited.

What if it comes out of the tomb?

Next to Dading, the old village chief has already begun to introduce the source of things:

"This is my ancestral ......"

After Zhang Yang listened, he asked:

"Then the old man, you must be surnamed Ji, right?"

"Huh? How do you curse this young man? ”

"No, I'm asking you if it's your surname, Ji." Zhang Yang pointed to the inscription inside the tripod and explained: "It is recorded above that this is the tripod of Zhou Tianzi. ”

"The son of heaven of the Zhou Dynasty is surnamed Ji."

"His surname is Wei." Wei Fuguang said angrily: "I said village chief, you are also a retired cadre, why is your consciousness so low?" ”

"This kind of fake, and you still take it out to deceive my third uncle? Are you thinking he's a fool? ”

Cousin: ???

"How do I know if it's true or not." The old village chief said with a straight face: "Do you buy it or not?" ”

"Buy it." Zhang Yang replied with a smile.

Before coming, he took the scriptures from Master Wang.

Don't look at some uncles and aunts who use fakes to deceive people, but some of them are also victims.

A lot of fakes, all of them were earlier, and some people who went to the countryside to receive the goods exchanged fake antiques for their real things.

The blame can only be blamed on Zhang Yang's birth too late.

Thirty years early, what else is there to do with others?

Anyway, in the countryside, if you encounter this kind of thing, even if it's fake, don't rush to break it first.

When dealing with uncles and aunts, you must be calm, so that people can take out the good things that really press the bottom of the box.

"Then I'm ......" The old village chief stretched out five fingers: "If you don't have five thousand, don't sell it!" ”

"It's okay, the price is not in a hurry." Zhang Yang stopped Wei Fuguang, who wanted to speak: "Is there anything else?" ”

He also deliberately pointed to the clay pots of the Republic of China filled with water in the corner.

"I'll give you two hundred dollars for that kind of jar."

"Really?"

"Don't you believe me, don't you believe in their Wei family? The rich people in the sea, everyone drives Mercedes-Benz. Zhang Yang patted the shoulder of the tool man Wei Fuguang and said.

"That's good." The old village chief nodded: "I'll go get some more." ”

……

Waiting for the old village chief to get things, everyone except Zhang Yang walked to the courtyard wall and observed the few jars of the late Qing Dynasty and modern times.

"It's really an old thing." Librarian He analyzed carefully.

"But this thing is a little dirty."

Wei Fuguang leaned in and sniffed the water in the jar just now, and there was a faint smell.

At this time, while nauseating, he persuaded his cousin to smell it too.

Zhang Yang really didn't look at it, turned his head and waited quietly for the old village chief to come out.

The old man was even more grinding this time, and he was delayed for several minutes, but he also took out more things.

The first thing handed to Zhang Yang was a drawer full of gold coupons.

In modern times, this thing is too scary to wipe your buttocks.

But now, the ordinary version of the other can be sold for twenty.

It's worth it.

Of course, Zhang Yang is too lazy to accept such a bargain, but someone should be interested.

"Awe, come and collect the customs coupons......"

"You divide this money by edition, and look to see if there are any rare varieties."

After arranging Wei Fuguang, Zhang Yang began to look at the second thing that the old village chief took out.

A piece of rosewood carved Ganoderma lucidum Ruyi.

The carving is not bad, and the oil is shiny by the human plate, and it looks like an old thing.

The old village chief really still has some family background.

"This is a small-leaved red sandalwood ornament in the late Qing Dynasty."

Zhang Yang raised three fingers:

"I'll give you three thousand."

took the initiative to quote this price, and Zhang Yang thought that he was very conscientious.

Serious leakage, should wait for the seller to quote first, and then he will look at it.

But this red sandalwood ornament, Zhang Yang bought it back and didn't plan to sell it, and was going to put it on the desktop in his office.

Stuff has a very expert feel.

When the old village chief heard the offer, he frowned and shook his head:

"Last month, there was a person who received the goods, and I didn't sell it for 30,000 yuan."

Thirty thousand?

This price instantly attracted everyone in the yard to this Ruyi.

"Is that the long hair from last time?" My cousin asked.

"Yes, it's him, I didn't report this price indiscriminately, there were still people at the scene at the time."

It's not the price of the uncle's nonsense?

Zhang Yang smiled helplessly.

This is what Master Wang said, thieves and disgusting traffickers!

The buyer should have also taken a fancy to the Ruyi of this red sandalwood, but wanted to make more money, so he deliberately quoted an obviously inflated price and put the old village chief on the shelf.

When the uncle couldn't sell it, his accomplices came over and took it away at a low price.

Zhang Yang can't buy it for 3,000 this time, maybe in half a month, people will take it away for 500.

Of course, this can't make the traffickers get their wish!

"Librarian He, you leave the phone to him."

"Uncle, when do you figure it out in the future, if you are willing to sell three thousand, just call this number."

After leaving the phone, Zhang Yang continued to look at the third treasure treasured by the old village chief.

At a glance, it can be seen that it is a bronze mirror of "familiar pit".

The back of the bronze mirror is carved with the picture of "Ox Looking at the Moon":

A scalper nested on the ground, looking back at a crescent moon in the clouds.

(There are also literature called "Wu Niu panting moon" pattern)

The middle button was tied with a red rope that was tied to the back, apparently bolted by the old village chief himself.

"This bronze mirror is beautiful!" Wei Fuguang stopped what he was doing, tilted his head and exclaimed.

"It's really pretty."

Zhang Yang nodded, but his attention was on the circle of inscriptions around the bronze mirror:

【Liaodong Road Transshipment Division Supervisor, Guanxian Pinglu ......】

The last four words are not clear, but the general meaning is already clear:

This is a bronze mirror made by the official government of Liaodong Road in the Jin Dynasty as a reward for the people below.

Looking at the ornamentation on the back of the bronze mirror, the meaning is different.

"Wu Niu gasping for the moon" refers to the water buffalo in the Jianghuai area who are afraid of heat, and when they see the moon at night, they think it is the sun, and they can't help but gasp.

This is somewhat similar to the meaning of "frightened bird".

The official government of the Jin people engraved this ornament on the back of the bronze mirror and rewarded the officers and soldiers below, which means that:

When Song Bing saw Jin Bing, he was scared like a frightened bird and Wu Niu gasping for the moon!

Even the cultural relics are insulting the Song Dynasty......

Zhang Yang thought about it, this thing has to be bought back, because it is possible to set it to a third-level cultural relic!

When the time comes, it will be "rescued by Director Zhang in the people", how meaningful!

"Old village chief, how much do you want to sell this bronze mirror?"

"Three thousand."

"I bought it for five thousand!" A heroic voice came from Zhang Yang's ears.

"Awe, you bought it, do you want to donate?" Zhang Yang asked with squinted eyes.

"Huh? Brother Yang, this can't be a cultural relic, right? Wei Fuguang was a little late-sighted.

"Alright, I'll do it." Zhang Yang patted Wei Fuguang on the shoulder.

Go to the countryside with me to receive the goods, and if I don't give it, you can't rob it.

"Old village chief, I will pay 3,000 for this bronze mirror, and at the same time give you a lifetime free ticket to the Hailin Museum."

"If you have a chance to look at it, this mirror will be displayed in it."

(End of chapter)