Zhang Yang thinks that what the barrage said is very reasonable, and this wave of advertisements of Baoyou is indeed a bit too clear.

It's clearly the opposite.

Selling antiques is too exaggerated to pay ten for one fake, even if the official of the National Museum comes to do this business, it can pay out the coffin.

After all, people in the world who dare to say that they will never be eye-catching should be the only one.

No matter where the experts come from, there will always be times when they are not sure, and sometimes it may take years to investigate the origin of an antique.

"Okay, okay, let's continue to look at the rest of the things, the delay is a bit too much, and there are still people waiting for you."

Zhang Yang beckoned to Baoyou and asked him to hurry up and get down to business, don't mess around.

Baoyou smiled inexplicably, his expression was a little embarrassed.

"Let the teacher make you smile, in fact, the Hexin Auction Company is opened by a brute, specializing in selling fakes. I just said the opposite. ”

"I know, I hear you." Zhang Yang pointed to the mobile phone that was broadcasting live next to him, there was a dense barrage on it, and there was no one who believed in the words of Baoyou, "No one should be fooled by the barrage, don't be under pressure." ”

"Okay, but I'll say it again, don't send money to this auction company!"

[Yes, Baoyou is quite particular]

[There are a lot of plays, I order you to display the collection quickly]

[Everyone is a poor buddy, and they can't afford the treasures you said]

"Teacher, the treasures in my collection are basically antiques related to the Beiyang Sailors. I used to be a seaman and wanted to be in the navy, but I was a little bit taller and not qualified. ”

"No wonder your collection is so targeted, I thought it was a museum researcher who took something to try me!" Zhang Yang pretended to be surprised and said.

"Hahaha, teacher, you have won the award, in fact, I am most satisfied with this collection."

Baoyou took out a wooden box with a carved shell from the bag, and the appearance was in stark contrast to the log boxes and cardboard boxes just now.

Such a delicate box does look like a treasure.

When opened, the inside is a plate with a metallic luster, but the shape is strange, and at the bottom of the plate, there are decorations with very complex structures and ornaments.

It's rare to see such bells and whistles on dinner plates.

Zhang Yang picked up the plate and showed it to the audience in the live broadcast room.

In the center of the back is a huge anchor, with a prismatic metal block on each side of the anchor, combined with the dragon pattern carved on it, it can be determined that this carving should be the dragon flag of the Beiyang Naval Division.

As Baoyou said, this plate has a lot to do with the Beiyang Naval Division.

The front of the plate is relatively ordinary, not much different from ordinary oxidized silverware, the only thing that is commendable is that there are no traces of use.

"This is the silver reward plate of the Beiyang sailors of the Qing Dynasty." Zhang Yang introduced, "It seems that it was a big man in the Qing government at that time, and he was placed at home for ornamentation." ”

"Isn't it used on warships?" Baoyou asked.

Because there was also a dinner plate of the Zhiyuan ship just now, he was a little inert in thinking.

"Of course not." Zhang Yang put the plate upright, "Look, in this way, use a triangular stand to offer, that is, a low-key high-end decoration with connotation." ”

"Silver plates are basically for appreciation, and are rarely used directly."

"I guess this thing may have flowed from the sailor's yamen, and people who are generally not connected to the navy can't appreciate such a complicated reward."

The basis for Zhang Yang's speculation is, of course, because of the special relationship between Handong Province and the Beiyang Navy.

At that time, the sailor yamen of the Beiyang Navy is still relatively intact on Liugong Island in Handong Province, placed in the Qing Dynasty, where it is the national naval headquarters.

Ancient buildings can be preserved to the present, and it is normal for some treasures to be circulated.

"Teacher, you know all this?" Baoyou looked at Zhang Yang with a surprised expression, "This is what I bought from the descendants of the Admiral of the Water Master." ”

If Baoyou didn't accentuate the four words Admiral of the Water Division, Zhang Yang might really believe it.

But he said it on purpose...... Zhang Yang smiled and asked, "Is that person's surname Chang, Chang Chang?" ”

"Yes, yes, that's the surname Chang." Baoyou replied repeatedly.

"To you big-headed ghost, you don't know Chang Wei, the son of Admiral of the Navy, who hasn't watched the movie yet?"

"Don't talk nonsense, are there any valuable treasures?"

"It seems to be ......" Baoyou opened the bag, ready to rummage through it.

At this time, the uncle behind him patted him on the shoulder: "Young man, how long will you have to go?" My stuff is simple, or I'll come first. ”

"Eh, uncle, come in order, don't worry." Zhang Yang waved his hand to persuade him, this treasure appraisal activity did not say that each person can only identify one thing.

So the uncle's behavior is a bit of a bad rule.

"Forget it, I don't have anything expensive left." Baoyou was pressured by the uncle, took the initiative to back down, and began to collect the things on the table.

"Thank you, Master Zhang, in fact, as early as when you held the activities of Linhai Station, I was looking forward to the day when you could come to Handong."

"Although our land has experienced a lot of natural and man-made disasters, and the cultural relics are not as well preserved as Yanjing, there are still a lot of antiques in the hands of the common people here."

"I already feel it." Zhang Yang responded with a smile.

There are many collectors with a mentality like this treasure friend, and there are many viewers in the live broadcast room.

There are often people shouting that Zhang Yang should go to their hometown to appreciate treasures, saying that there are many more local antiques than Yanjing, Shenghai, and Yangcheng.

In fact, it is still difficult to compare with Yanjing, because the environment for the circulation of antiques is so good that collectors from all over the country can buy them everywhere, and in the end, there are more people in developed areas who spend money to buy genuine products.

Except, of course, for Chang'an, where there are cultural relics as soon as you hoe down, and new tombs are being discovered anytime and anywhere.

"Expert Zhang, he really didn't tell nonsense, we Handong folk collectors have a lot of things in their hands."

The old man stepped forward at the right time and agreed.

Then he took out a woven bag with the same white and red stripes as Baoyou.

Judging by how much the bag fell in the air, there were a lot of things he brought.

In front of the appraisal table, the two men who "bumped into the shirts" looked at each other and smiled.

The two seem to be trying to prove that "there are many folk antiques in Handong".

Zhang Yang motioned to the uncle to take out the collection by himself, and he wanted to take a drink of saliva to relax.

There's a long line in the back, and if everyone really carries a bag, it's a bit sweaty.

……

The new uncle, the way he collects things is even more rude than the treasure friend just now.

Just now, Bao Youyou also carefully prepared the box, even if the quality of the box is poor, at least there is something to fill it in to ensure that the thing will not shake.

But the uncle's collection is different, it is directly wrapped in waste newspapers, and then a plastic bag is put on the outside of the newspaper to protect it in a pretend.

The first thing is wrapped like a rolling pin.

When the newspaper slowly unfolded and Zhang Yang saw what was inside, his right eyelid jumped twice in an instant.

Yes? Is this kind of thing also going to be used for identification?

The newspaper was filled with three rusty nails.

The nail cap is half the size of a palm, and the nail body is also a whole palm length, so you can feel enough weight in your hand.

"Uncle, this is a mushroom nail."

The shape of this nail is very similar to that of a wild mushroom, with a high pole and a large umbrella.

The nail cap is very large and can be smashed directly with an eighty-piece sledgehammer.

"yes, Mushroom Nail." The uncle nodded and said, "It's really like a mushroom." ”

"Right...... Is that right? Zhang Yang scratched his head, feeling that the uncle didn't know how to pretend to understand, "The mushroom nail was used to nail the coffin in the Song Dynasty, and generally only the tomb robbery site will have such a rusty mushroom nail, and the nails excavated by archaeology are well preserved." ”

"Is this something you dug up from a tomb robbery?"

"Tomb robbing? No, no, don't talk nonsense as a teacher. ”

"Even an expert can't talk nonsense." The uncle looked at Zhang Yang angrily, feeling that his innocence had been insulted.

"It's not a tomb robbery, so where did you get these nails?"

"Pick it up, pick it up in the mountains."

"Oh, do you remember that there was a dirt pit or a hole that fell into it when you picked it up?" Zhang Yang asked promptly.

Looking at the rust on these mushroom nails, it should have been pried out of the coffin for some time, and it looked like it had been exposed to the air for at least two or three months.

So Zhang Yang feels that there is some truth in the statement that the uncle picked it up.

"So who remembers...... I also picked up too many things. The uncle pointed to his bag and said, "I basically picked up everything in it." ”

"Is there still a mushroom nail like this in there?"

"That's gone, I've wrapped the same thing together."

"Expert Zhang, is such a thing worth anything?"

"How much is a pound of scrap iron now?"

"Two dollars a pound." The uncle's answer was fast and good, and he had life experience at first glance.

"Then you go back and weigh it, and count it as scrap metal." Zhang Yang said with a smile.

[The anchor is wrong, the cultural relics of the Song Dynasty cannot be bought and sold]

[Is this also considered a cultural relic?] Incredible]

[I feel that it can still be regarded as a cultural relic, but it's no problem to be scrap iron]

[You take this nail and turn it in, and the people from the Cultural Relics Bureau will keep it and spray you in the face]

"This ...... Isn't this a nail in the Song Dynasty? The Song Dynasty should be very valuable, right? Why don't you take a look at it, teacher? ”

"Uncle, you reminded me that the Song Dynasty was not allowed to buy and sell."

Zhang Yang hurriedly corrected his remarks, almost forgetting that there were Internet police in the live broadcast room, and the trading age of cultural relics must be grasped.

Seeing that Zhang Yang didn't mean to continue to take a look at the nails, the uncle directly wrapped the things on the table and took out another package from the bag.

This time, it was much smaller, a bit like a doctor's scalpel, but shorter and thicker.

The similarity is that there is a thick layer of rust on it, mixed with the same soil, resulting in a similar color to the mushroom nail just now.

Zhang Yang understood as soon as he looked at the rust color, this iron must have come out of a pit.

"Uncle, do you remember where you picked up these scissors?"

"Scissors? Where are the scissors? Aren't these two knives? ”

"Two knives, don't you put them together like this, aren't they scissors?" Zhang Yang demonstrated.

"Is it okay?" The uncle seemed to be surprised to discover a new world, pointed to the hole in the blade and said, "I said why do you have to make a hole in the knife, and I thought it was hanging around my neck with a rope." ”

Zhang Yang: "......"

It can be seen that the uncle is really not pretending.

Pretending to be stupid can't pretend to be this natural feeling of being stupid.

It shows that this thing is really picked up by him, and people who often rob tombs know that things like scissors and nails that are worthless at first glance are the same as tomb bricks, and they are not distressed to throw them around.

"Do you remember where you found the scissors?" Zhang Yang repeated the question just now.

Behind the scissors and mushroom nails is a stolen Song Dynasty tomb, and it should only be a few months after it was stolen, and there is still room for rescue.

"These two knives, I seem to remember, were on the mountain behind Shuangliankeng Village, and I went there to herd sheep and picked them up on the side of the road."

"Understand, this information is critical." Zhang Yang nodded and motioned for Xiao Tang to record his confession.

If you can have an accurate address, you can basically find this Song Dynasty tomb.

All that remains is the question of whether the local antiquities department is willing to spend energy on it.

"Did you pick up anything else in that place?"

"How can there be, just these two blades." The uncle smiled, laughing so much that Zhang Yang almost thought he had asked a very stupid question.

"Okay, is there anything else you need to identify here?"

"And many, many more."

"Then let's take it out together." Zhang Yang thought about it and said, I feel that the uncle has a bit of a scavenger's taste, but others are picking it up in the city, and he is picking it up in the mountains.

With the help of Zhang Yang and Xiao Tang, the remaining things in the uncle's woven bag were quickly unfolded and placed on the appraisal table.

It was like a police display of the stolen goods.

There are more than a dozen copper coins of various types from the Qing Dynasty, and the rust color should be picked up in three different places;

Some fragments of porcelain, many of which are produced by local kilns in Handong Province, from the Northern Song Dynasty to modern times, are found in various dynasties;

There are also some pieces of broken iron, because the rust is so serious, even Zhang Yang can hardly distinguish their original shape, and naturally they are of little value.

"Uncle, what are you?" Zhang Yang picked up a metal tool and asked.

"I don't know, I found it on an abandoned construction site."

"Are you sure it's an abandoned site?"

"It must be a construction site, a construction site for digging earth, I see them using muck trucks to transport things."

"When, was it last month?" Xiao Tang looked up and confirmed the time of the crime.

"Yes, I just finished digging last month, if they didn't finish digging and left, where would I dare to pick up things."

"Xiao Tang, go and call Officer Huang."

Zhang Yang arranged this most important thing first, and then told the uncle the reason:

"The scientific name of this tool is the Luoyang shovel, and it is used by tomb robbers. The archaeological team also uses it, but their Luoyang shovel will not be littered, nor will it be picked up. ”

"So, either you remember wrong, uncle, or a tomb was stolen just now."

Covering up a tomb robbery in the name of excavation? That's a good idea.

(End of chapter)