"How's this?" Captain Liu whispered tentatively beside him, he had no confidence in his heart, and he didn't even dare to speak loudly.

"Okay." Zhang Yang took a closer look at the mold of this copper shell.

It's a bit mutilated, but it's the right age.

Even if it was placed hundreds of years ago, it was a rare treasure.

"Are you sure you're going to dig out the five baht? The molds of this copper shell have been found, haven't you found a few copper shells? ”

Zhang Yang is a little unwilling, copper shells and ordinary copper coins are not a grade of cultural relics, the history of the use of the former can be traced back to the Shang Dynasty at the earliest.

In addition, the copper shells of the Warring States period still have the habit of gilding, and with the inscription on the back, it is no problem to treat them as small metal objects.

"Don't say it, that guy really dug up some copper shells, but he sold them one by one on the Internet."

"It's a pity, next time you should do it sooner."

Zhang Yang was a little sorry, not for a few copper shells, but for such a typical case, he didn't let himself bump into it.

If you don't run into it, it's not easy to get a piece of the pie, so you can only send whatever people send.

"Okay, I'll accept these things on behalf of the Hailin Museum."

Zhang Yang instructed Librarian He to prepare to pack up the cultural relics and put them into storage, and arrange a small cabinet for them as soon as possible.

"Do you have anything else to explain?"

"No, it's good if you're satisfied." Captain Liu breathed a sigh of relief in his heart.

As long as he can complete the task, he originally wanted to find Zhang Yang to eat, but before leaving, when he saw the things approved by Deputy Director Peng, his heart was half cold.

Fortunately, the circle is back.

After the handover of cultural relics came to an end, Zhang Yang returned to his previous rhythm of life, but he was actually quite busy.

Especially after receiving an invitation from the TV station.

An electronic invitation letter was sent by the TV station, which read:

"Zhongyuan TV cordially invites Mr. Zhang Yang as a special guest to participate in the online premiere of "The Gate of Huayu" ......"

Almost at the same time as receiving the electronic invitation, the phone number of the person in charge of the other party also called the studio.

The person in charge said very sincerely:

The current ratings of the show are really sluggish, less than one-fifth of the heyday of the year, but "The Gate of Huayu" is an old treasure show that has been broadcast since 2004, and it is a pity that such a big IP is not well operated.

This is the online premiere event on New Year's Day.

Zhang Yang, as a special guest, will enter the show at about ten o'clock in the evening, of course, no need to go to the scene, just connect remotely.

There will be a few controversial treasures at that time, and the host will discuss them with him.

"Master Zhang, would you like to take a look at the antiques we are going to discuss?"

"Yes." Zhang Yangxin said, this is the rigor of the TV program, and the first broadcast is all childcare.

"Okay, then I'll send you the detailed information, if you have any questions, please contact us in time."

"Don't worry, I'm also a professional." Zhang Yang replied very confidently.

He was going to read it right away, but he never expected that the other party sent a 39-page PDF.

Okay, good, a comic officially arranged event, you want my life, right?

Zhang Yang glanced at it roughly, and if you look at the picture, there is nothing powerful, bronze, jade, porcelain, only the old three.

As long as there are no paintings and calligraphy, it is easy to say.

He thought about it for a while and decided to take a temporary look at it tomorrow night before the official event, so that it would be even more impressive.

Let's go live first.

……

"Hello Baoyou."

"Hello teacher, I have an ancient jade from the Han Dynasty, I want you to help take a look."

Baoyou took out a jade that was a little yellow, Zhang Yang didn't see it clearly, the other party covered it with his hand first, as if he wanted to sell it.

"What does that mean?" Zhang Yang asked.

"Before appraisal, I would like to state one thing: although this thing is from the Han Dynasty, when I bought it, the domestic cultural relics protection law was not perfect, and the ancient jade of the Han Dynasty could still be auctioned."

"I have a strong desire to survive." Zhang Yang commented, "But in our live broadcast room, don't talk about the Cultural Relics Protection Law, our main focus is an extralegal fanatic." ”

"Come, take a look at your ancient jade from the Han Dynasty."

"It's this ......"

Baoyou took his hand away and took the initiative to introduce:

"This is a piece of Han Dynasty rigidity."

"Teacher, look here, what is written is [The first month is just Mao, the spirit is in all directions, red, green, white and yellow, and the four colors are the ......]"

The thing in Baoyou's hand is an octagonal-shaped pendant with a round hole drilled in the middle, which can be strung with a rope and worn around the neck.

The reason why this thing is called [Gang Mao] is because the eight sides of the octagonal prism are written with different characters, and in the first sentence, there are always two words "Gang Mao".

It is considered a fixed format for inscriptions.

During the Han Dynasty, it was popular to use this jade ornament to express people's desire to expel evil spirits and wish for peace.

To put it simply, it is used to ward off evil spirits.

"As the saying goes, if you look at jade, you have to look at Qin, and those who don't look at Qin are laymen. Teacher, look at the color on my jade, it is all in the bones. ”

"It's obviously not something that can be imitated by modern imitations."

Baoyou's words made Zhang Yang happy.

Fortunately, when I was doing offline activities, I asked Mr. Bai about the problem of Qinse, otherwise I would have become a layman in the mouth of Baoyou.

As an "insider", Zhang Yang really saw something about Qin Se.

"Baoyou, don't you think the color on this is a little weird."

"The black one is mercury, this is no problem, it must be an unearthed burial object in the Han Dynasty, and it is normal to be embalmed by the mercury in the corpse."

"But how can there be a deeper layer of yellow soil in your black mercury qin?"

"I found out about this too." Baoyou had already prepared and didn't panic at all, "It shows that this thing may have been unearthed for the second time." ”

"At first, it was from the Han Dynasty, but when it came to the Song Dynasty, it was dug up by tomb robbers, so there was Tuqin. Then he was brought into the tomb by the second owner, so there was mercury. ”

"Then it was dug up and put in my hands. Teacher, look, I'm almost out of the pulp. ”

[In order to meet you, I have been wandering all the way]

[What kind of stone love plot]

[It's really hard to make up such a story]

[The National Treasure Gang doesn't write, it's a waste of talent]

"It's hard for you to come up with such a complex story on the basis of respecting the facts."

Zhang Yang still admires Baoyou very much, at least he didn't put aside the facts.

"But this thing, the traces of artificial aging are more obvious."

"There was a period of time, about a few years ago, this ancient jade of the Han Dynasty to ward off evil spirits was very popular, and a large number of imitations flowed into the market at that time."

"You just said that you have been collecting it for more than ten years, I fully believe it, but it is not enough."

"What's not enough?" Bao asked curiously.

"If you don't have enough time, it's worth a few hundred years of collection. Now there are a lot of ancient jade imitations of the Ming and Qing dynasties on the market, which are old handicrafts at that time. ”

"Teacher, are you sure? This is what I sold at auction, and they said it was fake. ”

Baoyou still didn't hold back, and told the true source of the thing.

What he said was also said by the auctioneer and the seller at the time, and he just memorized it and repeated it.

"This thing you showed me is indeed a copy."

Zhang Yang is afraid of Baoyou's set, and the direction is very clear.

As far as the matter is concerned, the auction will not be discussed.

"That'll do, I'll get them in trouble."

Baoyou thanked Zhang Yang, as if he was really at the auction and fell for someone else.

"I didn't buy it at my auction, right?" Zhang Yang asked more.

It's not like it, but it's always right to care.

"No, teacher, when will your event come to Handong, I will definitely go to the party."

"When I was 18 years old, I bought it at the ancient jade sale of Shenghai Yongxing Auction House, and the seller told me that he had been collecting it for decades."

"It is estimated that it will only take dozens of days to make it, one day in the sky, and one year on the earth." Zhang Yang looked at the production time of Guyu "2018" and comforted.

Yongxing Auction Company a few years ago?

Zhang Yang recalled that at that time, his partner did not seem to have the current scale, and he could not rule out making some money with a bad conscience.

Now that the business is bigger, as long as Baoyou has evidence, they should not be bad, because there is no shortage of these money.

……

The next few friends, as if they had discussed it, said that they were going back to their hometown for the New Year, and they wanted to ask Zhang Yang to see if there was anything valuable at home.

Who doesn't want to make a windfall during the Chinese New Year.

Some took out the dowry of their grandmother, saying that their grandmother's family used to be a landlord, but it turned out that it was all worthless modern handicrafts.

Some took out the silver dollars that their grandfather had collected for decades, and when they looked at it, they were all alloy silver dollars that had been newly made in recent years, and they were not as old as the old yellow dog at the door.

But the most greedy is a girl named "I don't call for feeding", when she first connected to the microphone, she stood directly in front of an old house.

It's as if you're going to identify the whole house.

"Teacher, do you think this door pillow in my hometown is worth it?"

"Bluestone, worthless. The age of this pair of door pillows is about 20 years older than you. ”

"Thirty-eight years? No, my dad said he had it when he was a kid, at least forty years. ”

Baoyou's words made Zhang Yang can't help but recall the appearance of Baoyou when he first connected to the microphone.

You've just turned eighteen?

Oh, I forgot that this is the Internet, Zhang Yang knew that he was abrupt.

He hastened to explain: "It should be something from the sixties of the last century." ”

[So this girl is a post-80s generation? 】

[The anchor is really as wise as a torch, and he can see at a glance that this girl is almost forty]

[My eyes can filter the beauty, I feel that the age of the anchor is correct]

Seeing that the barrage ran crookedly, Zhang Yangxin said that it was not good.

If it continues to ferment, it will be subjected to an iron fist.

He hurriedly changed the topic: "Sister, you aim the camera at the New Year's painting on the door, and I'll take a look." ”

"Huh? Are New Year's pictures also valuable? ”

"Of course, I remember that a few years ago, a pair of New Year paintings of the door gods of the Qing Dynasty were sold for 200,000 yuan."

Hearing Zhang Yang's words, the female friend opposite immediately became energetic.

Quickly put the camera on the door painting.

Coincidentally, the door of her hometown is also a pair of door gods.

The black-faced one is Wei Chigong, and the white-faced one is Qin Qiong.

"Teacher, this New Year's painting has been for many years, and we have not been willing to tear it, you see that this is all pulped."

"Besides, this painting is really good, this black and white door god, how majestic."

"Sister, are you sure this is your own home?" Zhang Yang looked puzzled, "Why do I think your New Year's painting was just posted last year." ”

"After tomorrow, isn't it the same as the year before last?"

"That's right, but it's still not worth much."

"You'd better show me something old." Zhang Yang suggested.

"Isn't it a teacher, do you want to see the New Year's paintings......" the girlfriend muttered unhappily.

Zhang Yang just didn't hear it.

I can't tell her that it's a New Year's painting to divert her attention.

Look, the current barrage rhythm has changed from discussing the age of this female treasure friend to discussing "why young people nowadays don't even know who the door god is", such a very profound and socially significant topic.

"Teacher, then look at this threshold."

Baoyou pushed open the courtyard door of her house, and the picture gave a long bluestone threshold.

The threshold made of stone, with patterns carved on it, is indeed quite rare.

But it's a set with that pair of door pillows.

"Baoyou, this is also a new person to do when your family built a house, is there that kind of thing that is not the same age as your old house."

"These are not worth much, do you think about how much your old house can be sold for?"

"It makes sense, others only pay 20,000 yuan for my house." Baoyou thought about it and asked Zhang Yang to wait for half a minute.

After a while, she returned with a green radio.

When I got closer, it turned out to be not a radio, but a square bronze vessel with a handle.

It is divided into two parts in the middle, one side resembles a small stove, and the other side is covered with a round lid.

"Come, lift the lid and I'll take a look."

"Is there something missing here?"

Zhang Yang analyzed the possible usage of the stove:

"Look at the open one on the left, the one on the side should be used for fire, and a small pot can be placed directly on the top."

"The lid on the right, the empty part underneath, should be placed in a small cylindrical bucket or iron net, which can be used to boil water or store carbon."

[It's still a portable stove]

[It's the first time I've seen this kind of thing]

[The rust is so bad, but it feels like it's real]

"I don't know, I don't know what this is for, it's always kept at home." The girlfriend scratched her head and didn't understand anything.

"It's what the barrage said, a portable stove, I feel like it should be used by a large family."

"In ancient times, there were some places where open fires could not be lit, so this kind of stove had a use scene, and it seems that it should be something in the middle of the Qing Dynasty and the time of Qianlong Jiaqing."

After listening to Zhang Yang's explanation, Baoyou was excited again.

"Qianlong's baby, how much is it worth?"

"It may be from the Qianlong period, not from the Qianlong Emperor." Zhang Yang corrected.

"It doesn't matter, it's a treasure from hundreds of years ago anyway, just tell me how much it's worth."

"What's the price...... The condition is not good, the rust is a little too bad, it should have been put outdoors in the rain before, right? ”

"Yes, yes, it was placed in the yard before."

"It was originally worth 30,000 yuan, but it rained a lot, and now it can be sold for up to 8,000."

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I wish you all a Happy New Year's Day and a 2024 year!

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