"Sell it to me?"

A few months ago, Zhang Yang must have thought that the father and son were here to dismantle the stage.

How much is the value of the identified thing, how much does the anchor have to spend on it? No, there is no such thing.

But now...... And this kind of good thing?

Zhang Yang is not worried about sales at all, no matter how unpopular things are, put them at the auction and auction them slowly, if they don't work, they will do two, as long as the thing is real, there will always be people who know the goods to spend money.

"If you sincerely want to sell, No. 11, Wenbo Road, Guanhai District, Linhai City, bring this thing over, report my name to the security guard of the warehouse, and let's trade offline."

Hearing Zhang Yang's words, Baoyou's father didn't believe it at all, he sneered and said:

"Your address is made up, isn't it? Even if there really is such a place, we can't find you when we go, won't we have to lose the road fee? ”

"In this case, you will pay us for the ticket first, and then the transaction will be completed and returned to you."

Wow, I'm quite alert!

Zhang Yang thought about it, if this white marble flower stand is bought for 600,000 yuan, it should have a profit of more than 100,000 yuan.

How many thousand dollars for a ticket? Small meaning, let He librarian arrange it.

He wanted to open his mouth to agree, but Baoyou couldn't hold back himself, and asked in a slightly irritable tone:

"Dad, what are you going to do?"

After queuing up here for several days in Zhang Yang, Baoyou certainly knows Master Zhang's ability, and also knows that if his father plays it, he will be made into a short video tomorrow.

He hurriedly changed the topic:

"When you bought this flower stand, didn't you say that you bought it according to white marble?"

"Why did the teacher say that it was white marble, but you didn't believe it."

"What's wrong with white marble?" Baoyou's father was a little confused: "I have sold several pieces of this kind of thing to your Uncle Li, how can this anchor say that it is so valuable?" ”

"You see what those people on the Internet say, this is also valuable, that is also valuable, and some people say that the pigweed in the countryside is a precious medicinal material, do you believe them?"

[There is one thing to say, the Internet is indeed moving at every turn: people who have these things in their hands pay attention]

[No need to ask, Uncle Li must be a good brother of Baoyou and his father

[I feel that the anchor's wind review was killed, and it was completely affected by those unscrupulous peers]

[These two fathers and sons have to break up]

"Hey, two, am I still here?" Zhang Yang reminded the father and son: "Do you have anything else to identify?" If not, I'll even have a treasure friend offline? ”

When he heard that the other party had sold several white marble carvings cheaply, he knew that things in this were definitely not simple.

At least this "Uncle Li" backstabbing is indispensable, and it is estimated that Baoyou has a headache, so he proposed to end the microphone connection.

But Baoyou didn't plan to do so, and he replied repeatedly:

"Yes, yes, yes."

Then he turned to his father:

"Dad, you go get busy first, I'll finish identifying these things first."

"Don't be busy in vain, now these anchors on the Internet are all human-faced and beast-hearted, like the show that your mother likes to watch, won't you be investigated......"

Baoyou's father still wanted to beep, but he didn't expect to tell Baoyou directly that he was anxious:

"Please, don't mess around...... Mom, can you come and take my dad away! ”

In the live broadcast room, Zhang Yang listened to Baoyou's words, looked at the cold jokes on the barrage, and laughed himself.

Fortunately, in the end, the behavior of choosing "ask mom to suppress dad" was the best work, and Baoyou's father left the scene with heavy steps.

"Teacher, are you still there?"

"Yes, you can just show me the next one."

"Thank you for your hard work." Baoyou turned the camera: "This stone pillar is the ...... left by my grandfather"

Compared with the white marble flower platform just now, these two stone pillars are much rougher, about one meter high, the thickness of the bowl mouth, and some patterns of white cranes and auspicious clouds are carved on them.

As Baoyou said, these two stone pillars were cut from a complete stone railing, with sections on the sides, and they had been placed in the yard for a long time, and there was some moss on them.

"You are the most common bluestone carving, and it is the same material as the floor tiles in your yard."

"That's worthless, isn't it?"

"You can't say that, your two pillars, after all, are from the middle of the Qing Dynasty, and they are not badly preserved, and those who know the goods are estimated to be able to get 10,000 yuan each."

[Really? Can bluestone carved pillars be sold for 10,000? 】

[There is an ancient temple of the Ming Dynasty in my hometown, and there are such pillars in it]

[Isn't the anchor's pricing a little inflated]

"The price of stone carving depends on the carver, friends."

Zhang Yang explained the problem of this price to the barrage and Baoyou.

Now many scenic spots, temples have this kind of stone carving railings on the year, if you really lose your mind, think those things are valuable, to steal, it is not good.

"The stone mills in the countryside, and the kind of big stone mills that level the drying field, I don't know if the barrage has seen it."

"That kind of thing, many of them are from the late Qing Dynasty, and even in some closed villages, there are stone mills in the Ming Dynasty, but the market price of things is up to the sky for a thousand."

"Why? Because there is no process. ”

"Is it even if it is bluestone, as long as there is age and carving, it can still be sold for a lot of money?" Baoyou asked rhetorically.

"Of course!"

As soon as Zhang Yang finished answering, Baoyou's side was already impatient to continue to show.

Seeing this, Zhang Yang took advantage of the situation to command the other party.

Baoyou's home is indeed an ancestral stone carving craft, and there are stone lions of the elderly everywhere in the courtyard, and even some Afghan jade Buddha statues.

However, what Zhang Yang is looking for is a valuable bluestone carving to serve as an example for friends and the audience.

"Stop, stop, just the pair of square doorway sleepers."

"Is this thing worth anything?" Baoyou told Zhang Yang with some doubts: "This is my neighbor in my old hometown, and when the old house was demolished, my father bought it back for 200 yuan." ”

The so-called door sleeper stone is the bottom stone on both sides of the wooden door of the ancient old house, which is generally drum-shaped.

The door between the two sleeper stones is the door, which leads guests into the house.

Baoyou said this, Zhang Yang believed it, because there is a heavy soil on the door sleeper stone, which is estimated to be used in some years of earthen houses.

"Are the neighbors still in touch?"

"No, they moved to other provinces."

"That's okay, if you can contact or not, don't contact you. This pair of old things in the middle of the Qing Dynasty is now worth at least 60,000 yuan. ”

[Worth 60,000 in the middle of the Qing Dynasty? There are a lot of this kind of things in my hometown.

[Every old house has this kind of door sleeper stone]

[Baoyou may really have to think about selling to the anchor]

[Don't raise prices, anchor]

[I am the neighbor of this treasure friend, 200 yuan will be returned to you, and the things will be returned to me]

"Baoyou, you show them the carvings on it, otherwise this group of people won't know where it is."

Under the command of Zhang Yang, the most essential part of the entire door pillow stone was displayed in front of everyone:

There are two bonsai carved on the inside, and two wild beasts carved on the front......

After hundreds of years of wind and frost, the ornament has not been damaged and is still clearly visible.

"This kind of bluestone carving of the door sleeper stone is quite cheap, if it is a half-human-high stone lion placed at the door, Jiaqing will go forward, and it will cost 200,000 yuan."

"Is 200,000 also bluestone carvings?" Baoyou asked.

"Of course, the stone lion carved from white marble is a million-level treasure." Zhang Yang said with emotion: "Didn't there be a thief before, who went to that kind of uninhabited village with a mountain lump to steal things? It was these ordinary-looking stone carvings that were stolen, but in fact the price was not low at all. ”

……

Time passed quickly, and Zhang Yang helped more than a dozen treasure friends who bought jade jewelry on Double 11 to identify their goods.

Most of them have been cut leeks, especially those who buy Hetian jade in Internet celebrity stores.

But the worst loss was an aunt who bought a gold bracelet, and the big gold bracelet bought in 9999 turned out to be gold-plated, so angry that the aunt almost fainted on the spot.

Because of aesthetic fatigue, Zhang Yang took a five-minute break and eased up.

"Okay, where's the next friend?"

Zhang Yang glanced at the information in the waiting column with some randomness, and the ID of the next treasure friend made him stunned:

[No. 17 live broadcast digging people's ancestral graves]

？？？

He quickly glanced at the date in the lower right corner of the computer desktop, the 17th, isn't that today?

The key word, digging the ancestral grave of "people", it is definitely not the relocation of one's own ancestral grave.

Zhang Yang thought to himself, isn't that just tomb robbery?

He gave him a standing ovation:

"Applause welcome, brother of Lao Jiumen!"

After the microphone was connected, the other party was connected outdoors, and even the camera was facing a small excavator.

In front of the excavator, there is a small hill covered with wild grass, a bit like a grave.

In the cockpit, the master was drinking tea, and it seemed that work was about to start.

"It turned out to be the brother who moved the mountain, I don't know which cousin you are?"

[It's too awesome, dig graves with an excavator in the live broadcast]

[Can this be broadcast?] Won't the live broadcast room be blocked? 】

[Now the threshold for the whole job is a little too high, such a small excavator, digging 600 yuan an hour]

Hearing Zhang Yang's words, Baoyou greeted him with an embarrassed hand in the air, and was stunned for a moment and said:

"I'm not a grave robber!"

"So what are you...... On the construction site? ”

"Not really." Baoyou shook his head and said, "This is my family's field." ”

"Because the old people in my family are gone, and I don't make money from farming, I went to Guancheng to work last year."

"I originally wanted to come back for the Chinese New Year this year and rent out the field, but I didn't expect that there would suddenly be five more graves in the field......"

Baoyou showed Zhang Yang the five tombs he said.

Right in front of the excavator, five bags of soil of about the same size.

There is no monument, and there is no trace of sacrificial sweeping.

I don't know and think it's a grave mound, dozens or hundreds of years ago.

"That's a bit immoral...... Whose grave is this, and no one will tell you? Zhang Yang asked curiously.

Although I don't know why Baoyou wants to connect with himself, but looking at this posture, combined with the other party's ID, it is obvious that there is a drama to watch.

As soon as the excavator master starts, there may be the first live broadcast of the famous scene of digging graves since the establishment of the comic.

Zhang Yang, as a peer in a sense, was hesitant to observe.

"No one told me, I asked in the village, and no one paid attention to me. Immediately, the person who rented the land was going to come to inspect it, so I had to dig it directly. ”

"I'm because someone in the live broadcast room said that the work of digging graves is full of funny, just a few masters, you are the most expert, let me consult you, that's why I came."

"The grave I dug ...... Bah, I don't dig graves. I mean, what I know about digging graves is a little bit different from the new graves you know now, and I only know the kind that is hundreds of years old. ”

"Oh!" Bao Youyou seemed to understand: "That may be my title party, I wrote about digging ancestral graves, but these are five new graves, which are not the same as what you dug teacher." ”

"Or I'll just change my name to Yorick."

“…… Well, let's skip that for now. Are you digging now? Zhang Yang asked.

"Wait, I'll take a look."

"Damn, why are there more than 10,000 viewers all of a sudden?!" Baoyou exclaimed.

"Maybe they're all gravediggers." Zhang Yang put his hand on his forehead and said embarrassedly.

Obviously, this is the audience in his live broadcast room, and he went to the party to join in the fun.

[It's illegal to dig up other people's ancestral graves]

[Yes, isn't there some crime of insulting a corpse]

[Dig a grave and don't pry the coffin, where is the insult to the corpse? ] 】

[We don't allow burials here, and if they are buried, they will be dug up, I haven't heard of illegality]

[Let's consult a lawyer]

[The lawyer doesn't dare to say anything, I know the law, I'll tell you, this kind of grave that encroaches on cultivated land is dug casually]

Zhang Yang glanced at his live broadcast room, and the barrage had already turned into a pot of porridge.

The situation on Baoyou's side can't be imagined.

But after all, he is a ruthless person who digs graves in the live broadcast, and he doesn't care about what the barrage says at all, and waves his hand lightly: The excavator attacks!

The target has been locked, five enemy graves, excavate!

At this time, even if Zhang Yang wanted to leave, the audience in the live broadcast room would not let him.

The first few shovels of the excavator went down, and nothing happened, until the ground sealing mound was halfway dug when suddenly a clanging sound was heard.

It's the sound of metals colliding with each other.

Something has been dug up!

The master immediately stopped and beckoned Baoyou to come forward to check.

I saw that in the dug grave, there were a lot of green utensils half-buried, densely packed.

Funerary goods?

Zhang Yang looked carefully, all of them were copper tripods of the same size and shape.

The green rust on it has not yet been completed, and in some parts, you can see the original golden yellow color of the bronze.

"Teacher, have I dug up a national treasure?" Baoyou was a little scared.

"You said one less word, you have dug up the National Treasure Gang."

"Call the police directly, these are all bronze objects that were just cast last year, buried in the ground and left here to be old. If you dig this grave alone, you can at least help those masters in the antique market and save millions, which is immeasurable! ”

[No problem, merit +1]

[This is much better than the ancestral grave, and there is no psychological pressure when digging up]

[These fakes are really funny, naively thinking that it is safe to disguise themselves as graves]

[It is recommended to check the nearby copper factory, which may not be something from a formal channel]

……

A few days later, Baoyou, who had changed his name to [Merit +10086], sent a private message in the background, telling him that more than 300 pieces had been dug up in five graves.

Basically, halfway through the mound, you can see that it is filled with green bronzes.

And it's buried layer by layer, and it's different in each grave.

Very professional!

But because there is farmland nearby, there is no surveillance, and the grave has been in existence for a long time, so it is impossible to find out who did this.

After saying this, he consulted Zhang Yang:

"Teacher, you say, those who buried the bronze artifacts here to make a fake, and when they come back and find that the things are not there, will they destroy my crops!"

Based on his own experience in fighting against the National Treasure Gang, Zhang Yang gave an old piece of advice:

"It's not easy, you ask the person who rents your field to buy an outdoor camera shell, hang it on a telephone pole on the side of the road, and keep those people coming to the scene and sneaking away faster than anyone else!"

After replying to Baoyou's message at the door of the studio, Zhang Yang dialed Tang Qiyun's phone:

"Don Jr., where are you?"

"Didn't we say that we would go to see your uncle today?"

Tang Qiyun's embarrassed voice came from the phone:

"Boss, uncle heard that you want to see him, so you have to take the initiative to come over, we have already gone downstairs to the company!"

(End of chapter)