"I'm Qin Shi Huang, and I sent a voice barrage: [Anchor anchor, after opening the research institute, can you study me first? 】”

"Don't play around with the barrage, archaeology is a very serious matter." Publicize the positive color road.

"At present, it seems that the probability that I am Qin Shi Huang is the largest. If you don't think about it, if I hadn't lived for more than 2,000 years, would I have been able to distinguish all kinds of cultural relics at a glance? ”

[Then why can you also see cultural relics before the Qin Dynasty?] 】

"That's all the result of my painstaking study!" Zhang Yang said with emotion.

Nonsense is nonsense, the movements of his hands did not stop, and continued to connect with the next treasure friend.

The signal of this treasure friend is a little poor, probably outdoors.

In the end, it was quite difficult to connect to the microphone.

"What do you want to see?"

The picture on the other side of the video is on a rural dirt road.

"Teacher, I'm in the countryside to receive goods, and there are a few things I can't read. I'd like you to help me take a look. ”

Yo, peers?

"Where is this?" Zhang Yang asked in advance.

If it happened to be in Weijia Village, then there was no need to look at it.

It's all fakes for sure.

"My side is in the Gannan area."

"Oh? Is there a lot of good stuff over there? Zhang Yang inquired.

There is a famous octagonal ancient city near the Gannan area.

It is said to be an ancient site that has survived from the Han Dynasty to this day, and many cultural relics have been unearthed in it.

Generally, in the rural areas near the ancient ruins, there will be some old objects that are privately collected by the villagers.

Even today, there is still the possibility of receiving the real thing.

"There used to be a lot of good things, but now there are fewer."

"Can you help me see this first, is this lightning strike wood?"

Baoyou focused the camera on a piece of wood with a charred skin about the thickness of an arm.

The texture of the bark of the tree looks like jujube wood.

If this is a real thing, how can it be enough for Baoyou to cultivate to the first level of qi refining.

As for selling? The raw material of such a half-meter-long, pure natural lightning strike jujube wood should not be a problem to sell for two or three thousand yuan.

But how can lightning strike wood be so easy to receive!

"If you go to the countryside to collect this kind of thing, can you earn back the oil money?" Zhang Yang inquired curiously.

"Collecting these is incidental, I mainly collect medicinal herbs."

As if to prove himself, Baoyou took out a transparent sealed bag.

It contains the famous cordyceps.

Ten yuan a piece, this bag, hundreds should be there, and the fuel cost will definitely be earned.

"Okay, you show us the section on top."

There are no big cracks on the top surface of this log.

Sure enough, just like Zhang Yang thought, Baoyou was deceived by his fellow countrymen!

"The skins on this side have been carbonized." Baoyou said, holding on to a piece of charred bark.

"If you burn it a little longer, it will not only be carbonized, but it will also become carbon!"

Zhang Yang told Baoyou:

"You're just an ordinary fire, maybe it's a mountain fire, burning wood."

"What is the most important characteristic of lightning strike wood? When lightning strikes, the energy is too high for a short period of time, and the wood is blown up. ”

"See for yourself the top of your wood, did it blow up?"

Baoyou looked at it himself, and replied with some discomfort:

"Blown up, blown up...... I blew it up! ”

"Huh?" Zhang Yang was puzzled.

Baoyou moved the lens, and it turned out that on the ground next to it, there was also a rice pocket containing two pieces of wood with the same black burn.

Although he doesn't know anything, he really dares to buy it!

"The profit from my half-bag of Cordyceps is gone, and my mentality is exploding, teacher."

[It's broken, selling lightning strike wood is better than digging Cordyceps to make money]

[In this way, it seems that fake antiques are really profitable]

[I feel that the most important thing is not fakes, but delaying the cultivation of treasure friends]

[Rest assured, Baoyou can't awaken his bloodline at this age, and he can't cultivate even if he has lightning strikes]

"It's not a big problem, at least it's not a loss." Zhang Yang comforted.

Baoyou answered and opened the trunk of his van.

"I still have some things here, so let's take a look at them."

"Come on, you get closer."

Zhang Yang looked at the treasure in Baoyou's hand.

A brown porcelain bottle with a cylindrical body and a mouth about the thickness of a beer bottle.

The mouth of the bottle is corked with a yellowed note.

On the bottle is written "Xiangjiang, Jinmen, Wynnway" in blue simplified characters.

"Yongliwei's wine, open the door at a glance, haven't you searched the Internet?" Zhang Yang asked Baoyou.

"I searched it, but this one is different from the one on the Internet."

What Baoyou said is that the auction price on the Internet ranks among the top three in history, Wynn Weifen Liquor.

At that time, the transaction price was as high as more than 8 million.

However, the bottle of Fenjiu is a wine jar, which is completely different from the very modern wine bottle of Baoyou.

"Didn't you open it and smell it?"

"Don't dare, it's worthless if you open it."

"That's right."

Zhang Yang gave Baoyou a thumbs up, and then explained:

"You are not Fenjiu, but Yongliwei Rose Wine, which is generally not drunk directly, but used as cooking wine."

"Looking at this bottle, it is estimated that it must be eighty or ninety years."

"So long?" Baoyou asked in surprise.

He shook the bottle slightly, and he could hear a small ripple of liquid.

"It's almost full."

"Teacher, can you shoot 8 million?"

"What do you think, people are Fenjiu for 8 million, your rose dew wine, if there is no problem with the wine in it, remove the two zeros."

[Eighty thousand? That's a fortune, too.]

[Good guy, this will allow him to pick up the leak]

[This thing is either in Xiangjiang or Jinmen, why did you go to Gannan? ] 】

[Didn't you listen to the anchor, eighty or ninety years ago, think about what was there at that time]

"The wine in there should be fine."

"I checked it when I bought it."

Bao You said happily, and took the bottle closer to smell it, smashed his mouth and said:

"It smells so good!"

"How fragrant? If you can smell the aroma, there may be something wrong with the wine. Zhang Yang analyzed.

"No, no, no, no fragrance, no taste at all." Baoyou hurriedly explained.

"I was just pretending."

There are tens of thousands of treasures in his hand, and Baoyou is visibly overwhelmed.

He said that he wanted to continue to ask Zhang Yang to take a look at the copper coins he collected, but he pretended to look for a while, and said that he couldn't find it.

After thanking him, Mei Zizi left.

"I haven't found this, I'm afraid we'll fall in love with his rose wine." Zhang Yang said with a smile.

……

"Teacher, help me see what kind of stone this is."

"It's my wife's, it's kind of like plastic, but it's harder than plastic."

In the palm of Baoyou's hand, there is a pink stone with a string on it.

Things are somewhere between translucent and opaque, and have a jade texture.

But there is no internal structure of jade.

"What did you buy it for?" Zhang Yang asked while watching.

"I don't know, it was sent by a friend."

"That friend has a good relationship, this is herring stone."

Zhang Yang is also the first time to see the real thing of herring stone, but this thing is very famous.

Because according to legend, this thing can ward off evil spirits.

"Friends who have played Sword Net 3 should know that this thing was taken from a wild herring."

"If you make a pendant, it has the effect of warding off evil spirits; Ground into powder, it can also detoxify. ”

"But there's no scientific basis for that."

"This thing is what the herring uses to grind the part of the snail and form it after the keratin is proliferated."

[Hot knowledge, corns are keratin hyperplasia]

[I understand, this is the corn of the herring]

[The barrage is really disgusting, now you should ask Baoyou, who gave his wife such a valuable gift]

"Is this thing valuable?" Baoyou asked.

"In terms of weight, this piece is as big as you have in your hand, it is relatively rare, and now it can be sold for 500 yuan a gram, which is equivalent to gold."

Zhang Yang has never handled the real thing of herring stone, and he doesn't know how dense it is, so he can't estimate the weight.

However, looking at Baoyou's slightly trembling hands, this herring stone, which is about the size of his wife's cake, should be very heavy.

"Baoyou, do you want to go down and take a rest?" Zhang Yang asked thoughtfully.

"No, this is a wedding gift from my wife's roommate, and now she's getting married too......"

"How much money does this have to pay back!"

Thanks for the 100 coin tip for the hungry!

(End of chapter)