After sending off the uncle holding the tablet, Zhang Yang prayed in his heart, begging for some treasures in the yang world.

The next collector did not disappoint him, and respectfully handed over a mahogany box.

According to Zhang Yang's shallow experience, the box should be newly made, and it is not cheap to see the size.

Something that can be packed in a box for thousands of dollars must be worth a lot of money.

When I opened it, I saw a golden waist card.

Zhang Yang was a little disappointed, because the waist card is a practical part, usually to be tied to the body, although it looks golden, but it is likely to be copper gilt.

Looking at the decoration of the waist card, there is only a little floral pattern, which is barely full.

Finally, look at the text: [Inner Library Patrol].

"Big brother, this shouldn't be your ancestor, right?" Zhang Yang asked.

"No, no, no." The eldest brother waved his hand again and again, and took the initiative to explain, "This is the brand of the inner library, and the people who looked at the emperor's inner library in ancient times were all eunuchs, how could it be ancestral." ”

"This is what I collected in the antique market, and at that time there were waist cards such as Jinyiwei, East Factory, and West Factory."

"The inner library patrol is more prominent in that pile of Internet celebrity waist cards."

"At that time, I just watched the TV series celebrating more than one year, isn't it just fighting for the ownership of the inner library, it seems to be quite important. So I bought this brand. ”

The eldest brother even explained his psychological activities when he was shopping, as if he had recorded a confession.

Zhang Yang nodded, took the waist card out of the box, and took it in his hand and looked at it repeatedly.

There are places on the sign where the gold has fallen off, revealing the copper inside.

"Baoyou." Zhang Yang put the sign back into the box, pointed to the lid of the box and said, "How much did you spend when you bought this mahogany box?" ”

"Three thousand five."

"Then this set, with a box, I can give you an estimate of six thousand."

Zhang Yang gestured to six.

The waist card is worth two thousand five.

"Huh? Is there a problem with this brand? ”

"No problem." Zhang Yang explained, "This is the brand used by the emperor in the late Qing Dynasty to inspect the inner library. ”

"Isn't the inner library important?" Baoyou asked.

"It really doesn't matter, it's just a private warehouse, and the identity of the person who uses your brand is not good. Eunuchs, that's not as good as ordinary people. ”

"When you buy this kind of thing in the future, let's put aside the truth and falsehood, and remember one point - when the process and material do not have the advantage of crushing, the value of the baby depends on his owner."

Zhang Yang can be regarded as imparting experience to Baoyou.

This is all his experience after valuing so many treasures.

"However, the more precious the identity of the owner, the better the material and craftsmanship of the thing."

"You're right, the dynasty is right, the material is right, but the owner of the thing is wrong."

"Okay." Baoyou closed the box with some reluctance.

Before leaving, he suddenly returned, took out his mobile phone and showed it to Zhang Yang:

"Teacher, I took a photo at the stall at the time, can you tell if these Jinyiwei brands are real?"

Zhang Yang was about to take a look, but he didn't expect the aunt in the back to reach out directly and block his sight.

"Teacher, don't show him." The aunt said angrily, "His things have been identified, so running back directly is cutting in line." ”

"You ......"

"How am I?" The aunt of the instant noodle head pointed directly at the boyfriend.

"You're a cow." The eldest brother said timidly, pulled the phone back, and ran away in a gloomy manner.

"Cut, coward."

The aunt looked at the other party's embarrassed back and sneered, then turned her head and moved the baby to the appraisal table.

The reason why it was moved was because the aunt was holding a cardboard box the size of a suitcase.

A treasure that can be packed in such a large box must not be small.

But looking at the aunt's effortless way to move, it seems that things are not heavy.

What's that?

Zhang Yang opened the carton with doubts, and after peeling off the foam covering the surface, a solemn Buddha head appeared in front of him.

"Hiss~"

This thing...... Auntie is really bold.

Zhang Yang glanced back at the direction of the patrolling police, and was about to call someone later.

It may be that Zhang Yang opened the box, but there was no action, and the aunt took the initiative to ask:

"Teacher, take out the Buddha's head!"

"Me?" Zhang Yang thought to himself, what are you kidding.

This gray Buddha head is obviously carved in limestone, and the height alone is half a meter, which can be moved by a person?

No, my aunt seems to have moved in easily.

Is there another mystery?

Zhang Yang reached out suspiciously to move it, and when he touched it, he found that something was wrong.

There is no coldness of stone at all.

With a little force, he took out the entire Buddha head from the box, and the weight of the entire Buddha head was estimated to weigh only one or two catties.

"Wow!"

The onlookers exclaimed one after another when they saw such a big guy.

However, the aunt's fierce performance just now is vivid, but no one dares to come up and beep Lailai.

After Zhang Yang took out the Buddha's head, he subconsciously looked at the stubble on his neck.

Sure enough, the inside of the Buddha's head was hollow.

The material is both like wood and linen, and the black surface is brushed with black lacquer.

The name of an ancient craft came to Zhang Yang's mind:

"Dry lacquer and ramie".

This process is to first make a Buddha statue of a mud tire, and then stick the linen cloth on the outside of the mud tire with lacquer, and repeat it several times after the paint is dry, and finally knock the mud tire off to get a hollow Buddha statue.

The Buddha statue made by the dry lacquer sandwich process is called "walking image" because it is very light, which means that it can be carried away.

The strict definition of this thing should be lacquerware, so the aunt looked for the expert in charge of miscellaneous appraisal, and it was obviously knowledgeable and very correct.

"Auntie, this Buddha statue with dry lacquer is not cheap, is it?"

"That's not, this is the head of the Buddha in the Tang Dynasty, and I spent hundreds of thousands."

"How much?" Zhang Yang was afraid that he had heard it wrong, so he asked again.

"One hundred thousand." Big Mom gave a more precise number.

"Auntie, although this kind of Buddha statue with dry lacquer is not very common, but the auction records can be found on the Internet."

"Like you, a half-meter-tall Buddha head, the transaction price is not lower than 10 million."

"What do you mean......" Auntie pinched her fingers and counted, "I earned 9.87 million?" ”

Zhang Yang: "......"

He just wanted to complain, Auntie, it's so good that you count, but I didn't expect the uncle watching the play behind him to be unbearable.

"What the teacher means is that you are a fake. Why can't people understand what they are saying? ”

"Yes, yes, you have ears." The aunt replied angrily.

However, she was obviously not in the mood to worry about the uncle, and her main attention was still on Zhang Yang.

"Then help me see what dynasty this thing belongs to. The craftsmanship of this Buddha statue is very rare, and I found it after checking a lot of information. ”

"It's a modern craft." Zhang Yang patiently explained, "Dry lacquer and ramie are the crafts in our first batch of national intangible cultural heritage lists, and there are now a considerable number of practitioners. ”

"But you should have been cheated by, because the handicrafts are generally complete Buddha statues, and you obviously deliberately made a Buddha head to deceive people."

"Are you sure it's fake?" Aunt asked Zhang Yang again.

"It's a modern craft."

"That's fake." The aunt began to put the Buddha's head into the box, "If you have a teacher, you can do this, and the monks can't run the temple, so I'll look for them." ”

"Dare to cheat the old lady's money, I am tired of crooking them."

Seeing the vicious appearance of the aunt, Zhang Yang pinched the sweat for the person who sold the fakes.

When the aunt was leaving, she didn't forget to take revenge, and pointed to the uncle who had just interjected and said:

"Everyone looks at this mouthy old fellow, if his things are fake, they all laugh at him fiercely, and blame me."

"Hahaha......" The onlookers let out a laugh.

The uncle still wanted to talk back, but the aunt didn't give a chance at all, and ran away.

Maybe it's because it's still early, or maybe everyone wants to watch the show, anyway, in the end, the person in front of this uncle was humble all the way, and he sent the uncle to Zhang Yang in a daze.

Everyone wants to see how this uncle's collection level is.

Zhang Yang has been appreciating treasures in various places for so long, and it is rare to see such a good atmosphere, he also took the initiative to get up and help the uncle take the collection to the table.

It's easier to identify, it's a large square seal.

The material should be ceramic to the touch, and the decoration on the back is the blue-green seawater pattern that is more common on porcelain bowls.

On the back of the seal, a green-backed lion is carved with a red ball under its feet.

At first glance it looks very strange, because the open face of the lion behind it is abstract.

It's almost the same as saying that it's a sea seal, but the seal doesn't have the theme of a sea seal.

Fortunately, I have seen a lot of flamboyant and wonderful cultural relics, and I know that it makes no sense to use the aesthetics of modern people to evaluate the aesthetics of the ancients.

There are also perverts in the ancestors.

He flipped the seal over and looked at the text underneath.

I can only see that it is six words, but which words are they...... Zhang Yang couldn't understand it, so he could only confirm that this was a nine-fold seal, a mysterious script used to record secretaries before the Tang and Song dynasties.

Anything that is written in this kind of language generally has a lot to do with religion.

This seal is no exception:

"Name: Jizo Risheng Treasure Seal"

"Material: Ceramic"

"Production time: 1420 (18th year of Yongle in the Ming Dynasty)"

"Details: The Jizo Lisheng Treasure Seal of Jiuhua Mountain was given by the emperor of the Ming Dynasty, and the seal of the Nine Stacks of Seal Yang inscription "Jizo Lisheng Treasure Seal" is stamped on the rune paper, which is said to have the wonderful use of suppressing ghosts and exorcising demons."

Jiuhua Mountain is the dojo of Jizo Bodhisattva, and it is very reasonable to write the six words "Dizang Lisheng Treasure Seal" at the bottom.

If it is the seal of the Imperial Gift, although the image of the lion still cannot be explained, at least the complex ornamentation is over.

No one who is not an official craftsman will be bored enough to burn such flashy porcelain seals, because the failure rate is too high, and the practicality will not be better than that of copper or jade.

"Uncle, where did you get this thing?"

"This is my father, when he used to travel in Jiuhua Mountain, he asked a local monk to buy it."

"Huh?" Zhang Yang never expected that the story would unfold like this.

Isn't that the monk in the temple who stole the Dharma seal and sold it?

"How much did your father spend at the time?"

"At that time, it was more than five years, and my father said that his salary was only seven yuan, and this seal was bought for two yuan."

"Five or more years? It's been in your house for 70 years! Zhang Yang exclaimed.

According to the cases he has seen in various groups during this time, even if it turns out that an old thing like this is indeed the treasure of Jiuhua Mountain, it has been in the hands of others for so long, and if the cultural relics department wants to take it back, five hundred yuan will definitely not be able to send it away.

The price must be based on the standard of repurchase of lost cultural relics.

Less than 200,000, that's the person who bought the stuff eats the kickback.

However, Zhang Yang is doing a show after all, and there are some things that cannot be said nonsense, otherwise it is easy to be called to tea.

He can only tell Baoyou:

"Uncle, this thing of yours, from the Ming Dynasty, is now worth at least one Daben."

"Do you know the next six words?"

"I don't know." The uncle shook his head, "I found a lot of people, but they don't know each other. ”

"Then you came to the right place today, what is written at the bottom of this is the Dizang Lisheng Treasure Seal, which should have a certain origin with the ancient temple on Jiuhua Mountain, and the legend is that it is the seal used by the Dizang Bodhisattva."

"Is it really Jizo Bodhisattva's?" Uncle asked.

"This ...... Of course not. "Zhang Yang raised his forehead and said," that's just a saying. ”

"Okay, I got it." The uncle nodded, and repeated the meaning of Zhang Yang with his own understanding, "This thing can be exchanged for a Mercedes-Benz." ”

"That's okay if you understand that." Zhang Yang smiled and nodded, if the uncle really changed to a second-hand Mercedes-Benz, it would be his bull.

When the uncle put away his things and was about to leave the scene, the crowd queuing up at the scene suddenly burst into warm applause.

The people in the other groups next to him were stunned, thinking that they had found some national treasure, and they all cast curious glances at Zhang Yang and the uncle.

"What's going on?" Teacher Bai of the jade group asked Zhang Yang from afar.

"Uncle bought a Mercedes-Benz for two dollars." Zhang Yang described it like this.

As for the two dollars in which era, it doesn't matter, it's all leakage anyway.

……

The next treasure friend who appreciates the treasure may be a "stubborn master".

Because he took out his things, and they broke the law one by one.

First of all, it is a tiger tooth ornament inlaid with silver.

I've seen a lot of wolf teeth, but it's the first time I've seen a tiger's teeth.

It is about nine centimeters long and is about as wide as an adult's palm when placed in the palm of your hand.

Baoyou said that this was given by a friend more than ten years ago, and he basically smeared oil every day, so he could play with the oil.

More than ten years of playing? Zhang Yang felt that he was bragging.

But it should be maintained at ordinary times, otherwise this tiger tooth in the late Qing Dynasty would have been damaged a long time ago.

The tiger tooth ornament is just an appetizer, and what really makes Zhang Yangchang insightful is the two bone-white beads that Baoyou then took out and have many black spots on them.

Each one is about four centimeters in diameter and is held in the palm of the same hand.

"Is this handball?" Zhang Yang asked, holding it in his hand.

The handball he asked about is the kind of thing that is held in the hand and rubbed around in the game, many times it is walnut, there are also wooden, and some places are called "rubbing hands".

The effect is similar to that of the pan bracelet, and it is said to prevent Alzheimer's disease.

But it's the first time I've seen a bone handball.

Instead, it is still the big tiger bone of the Siberian tiger, and the trophic hole used by the bone itself to walk the blood vessels is blackened.

Baoyou smiled and waved his hand, and said lightly:

"Hey, I'm just rubbing my hands on tiger bones, it's not expensive, I'm just playing!"

(End of chapter)