"What's going on?" The uncle watched Tang Qiyun come over with the uniformed policeman, and was a little flustered.

It's not that he did something wrong, but that ordinary people subconsciously panic when they see the police.

"Uncle, don't be nervous, just investigate the situation." Zhang Yang comforted.

"The situation? What's the situation? I picked up all these things, huh? If there's a problem, just take it, don't arrest me. ”

"I don't arrest you, I invite you."

"Isn't that still a catch?"

"It's really not ......" Zhang Yang couldn't explain it, and looked at the police who had just come over.

First of all, I will give him a detailed introduction to what I have learned so far.

The missing Luoyang shovel, the antiques that appeared in the hands of the scavengers, and the ancient tombs of the Song Dynasty are enough to attract the attention of the police.

The expression of the policeman, who was originally relaxed, quickly became serious.

Said that he would come to work a shift, but he ran into a big tomb robbery case?

In this way, it is not uncomfortable to give up the rest and come here.

Uncle is a little difficult to communicate, but fortunately, the police are professionally trained after all, and knowing how to talk to the uncle can best eliminate his resistance.

It took less than three minutes to take over from Zhang Yang, and the police left the scene with the uncle who appreciated the treasure.

Uncle still walked away with a smile.

Zhang Yang couldn't help but sigh in his heart, this is called professionalism.

Of course, the cultural relics that the uncle picked up were also taken away, but there was physical evidence inside, and maybe the police inspection department could find other problems.

"Okay, okay, there's nothing to see, let's all disperse." Zhang Yang tried to persuade the Tibetan friends who watched the excitement, but the effect was very poor.

Everyone was still talking to each other, not realizing the seriousness of the problem - as soon as the police came, the people with ghosts in their hearts retreated, and the team was completely chaotic.

"Queue up, queue up, the queue just now doesn't count, now reline!"

Sister Gao stood by the guardrail and shouted two words, and the crowd that was scattered just now began to be agitated in an instant, and Zhang Yang quickly resumed the situation of single queues in front of him.

At the top of the line was a young lad.

He reacted the fastest, and the next second Zhang Yang spoke, he had already stood up, and he deserved to be the first to identify.

"Teacher, my things are heirlooms from my hometown, please help me take a good look at them."

A flattering smile appeared on the young man's face.

"You're welcome, you can take it out."

"This is it." The young man took out a short stick wrapped in white cloth.

When Zhang Yang saw the packaging of this thing, he was a little skeptical that this was the style of collecting cultural relics in Handong, and he could just take something and wrap it up.

However, it is also possible that the value of the things taken out by these treasure friends is too low, and if it is an imperial green jadeite, then you must carry the safe here.

When the white cloth was unfolded, it was not a rolling pin.

It's a bamboo tube that's a little yellowish and red.

It is still possible to divide the bamboo tube in half into two halves, with a lot of words written on it;

At the same time, there are punching holes on the top of the bamboo tube, and a little knot remains, which is obviously hung before.

"This is the bamboo pillar of the Qing Dynasty, about the appearance of Jiaqing Daoguang in the past few decades, and the quality is good."

The function of holding a pillar is very close to its literal meaning, that is, it is hung on the pillar of a door or window, like holding a pillar, and plays a decorative role.

The reason for using the column is like pasting couplets, which is easy to replace, otherwise it is the same effect to engrave directly on the column, but it is much more troublesome to change the column.

"Hugging the pillar? Isn't this a plaque? ”

"You can also understand it this way, it is a plaque that hangs on a pillar."

"Generally, it is a school, a government house or a temple, and this kind of decoration is more common."

Zhang Yang explained while looking at the words on the bamboo pillar and nodded repeatedly.

The couplet engraved on this piece of Baoyou is quite literary, and it is written [Ji Qiu Ji Zhihui Xianxu, the heirloom of poetry and the saint descendants], and the inscription is [The old master of Uncle Runweng's family, the voice of the nephew tree, and the book].

It was written by an old gentleman who was teaching, and it was carved by a craftsman and decorated at the door of the ancestral hall or lobby to express the good wishes of the owner's family.

Now it seems that the wish should have been frustrated.

Even the bamboo pillar itself was identified by the young man in front of him, and the so-called "poetic heirloom" must have been passed on to the air.

"Teacher, Daoguang's hugging pillar, is it expensive?"

"How expensive is expensive in your eyes?" Zhang Yang asked jokingly, "Tens of thousands or millions?" ”

"If it's worth millions, of course it's the best." Baoyou rubbed his hands and said.

"Then you better stop dreaming, you can't buy this thing for 10,000 yuan, if I bid, give 8,000 yuan at most."

[Don't give me 10,000 yuan? 】

[The anchor knows how to make people mentality]

[The bamboo products of the Qing Dynasty were not expensive, and Baoyou did not know how to do it, so they were pinched]

[If the word is golden, it may be worth a little money]

"Eight thousand...... Eight thousand is fine. The young man was stunned for a moment, and finally accepted it when he saw it.

He continued to ask Zhang Yang: "Teacher, do you have a channel to receive goods here?" Do you accept anything for this appraisal activity? ”

"Huh? Are you going to sell it to me? ”

Zhang Yang pointed to himself in surprise, and said in his heart that this was too anxious.

Sure enough, he is a young man with an impatient personality, and if he changes to an old man, he will at least have to ask other collectors present to ask if anyone is willing to bid, and then decide whether to sell or not.

"Yes, I'm in a hurry to use money, I'm in a hurry."

"So?" Zhang Yang looked at the bamboo pillar in his hand suspiciously, and said in his heart, Is there anything wrong with things?

At this time, the information of the items on the surface of the bamboo suddenly changed.

Floating above the information page, there is a floating [1000/1000] bouncing.

It's as if Zhang Yang has accomplished some kind of hidden achievement.

"Teacher?" The young treasure friend shouted Zhang Yang.

"Don't worry, wait a minute." Zhang Yang waved his hand, he must see what this hidden achievement is.

Soon, after the "Details" column, a new line of information suddenly appeared.

"Source of Item":

In 1833 (the thirteenth year of Daoguang), an old Xiucai in Qufu was invited to inscribe the student Shushengjia, which was later carved into a pillar by a craftsman and hung in the school at home;

In the last century, in order to decorate his new house, worker Tan Xiaolin secretly hid this pair of pillars during a certain renovation;

In 2004, the bamboo pillar was sold to antique dealer Liu Minghao for 800 yuan by Tan Xiaolin's descendant, David Tan;

In 2024, Liu Minghao's nephew Liu Tianyi stole something from his uncle's house and was going to sell it for some money.

"Huh, thief?!" Zhang Yang glanced up at the young man.

The item information was upgraded slightly, but I didn't expect to meet such a character all of a sudden.

Stealing things from your uncle's house, and still want to sell them to Zhang Yang?

The police didn't panic when they came just now, it seems to be a big heart.

Zhang Yang thought about it, decided to save the runaway boy, and said with a slight smile: "Baoyou, I don't dare to buy this thing of yours." ”

"Ah, why?"

"Is there something wrong with something? Is it fake? The big man in the back of the line came up and asked.

"It's true, but this thing has an insider's mark on it." Zhang Yang pointed to a few cracks on the back of the bamboo and said nonsense, "This may seem like a crack in the eyes of you ordinary people, but in my opinion, it ......."

"What is it?" Several onlookers asked in unison.

"It's a crack too."

"It's just artificially roasted, and the insider's words are called roasting ancient, and the roasting of barbecue means that things are not clean, and they have to be burned with fire, and I hope that those who buy them will pay attention."

"No, teacher, my source is fine." The young man was silent for a moment, then he explained.

But the other people present looked at him strangely, and the meaning was obvious, so Master Zhang said, don't be tough.

"It doesn't have to be his problem, it may be the problem of selling him this thing, brother hurry back to find you this thing, ask clearly."

"Beware of getting involved in big cases."

Zhang Yang's final tone was like an uncle playing chess at the entrance of the street.

The young man directly fought a cold war, and when he looked at the pair of hugging pillars again, his eyes showed a little awe.

Looking at his back as he left in a hurry, Zhang Yang nodded with satisfaction.

It's not a big problem to have Internet addiction, and I hope this young man can correct his mistakes after this battle.

In this way, the merit can be "+1" again.

……

"Then again, is this hidden achievement in thousands?"

Zhang Yang felt that he should have identified more than a thousand treasures, so this count is likely to be the number of genuine products.

If the identification of fakes can be upgraded, Zhang Yang fought in Panjiayuan at the beginning, and now he should be a full-level powerhouse, after all, there should still be tens of thousands of fakes there.

The main force of the upgrade is still the antiques in the Hailin Museum.

Most of those things are genuine, unlike the current offline treasure appreciation, where it takes half a day to come up with a genuine product, but the thing is still stolen.

"Teacher, look at me."

The big man who interjected just now said eagerly, it's finally his turn, it's not easy.

Zhang Yang nodded and took the initiative to help him move his things to the table.

As a result, as soon as the box was opened, Xiao Tang beside him directly "hiss~" and gasped.

After Zhang Yang saw it clearly, he couldn't help but get goosebumps on his body.

This thing is indeed a bit of Cthulhu, which makes people go crazy with SAN value.

[Wow? Is this a big octopus? 】

[It's obviously a Buddha's hand]

[I've seen this thing, it's a seafood (not)]

【Bergamot?】 What Buddha uses this kind of hand? 】

Baoyou said: "This is the Buddha's hand carved by bamboo roots. ”

"It turned out to be carved from bamboo roots, I said, why are there so many spots like octopus suckers." Zhang Yang touched the feel of the root carving, and said that the bamboo root was no problem at all.

It's just that there is a layer of paint on the outside, so you can't see the color of the bamboo at all.

As for the "Buddha's hand", Zhang Yang went through all the Buddha's hand gestures in his heart.

The common Buddha's hand shapes are nothing more than fearless seals, refuge seals, Dharma seals, meditation seals, and so on.

This way of stamping like an octopus's tentacles is unheard of.

But soon Zhang Yang found that he was thinking in the wrong direction.

Because at the base of this Buddha's hand, there are two leaves carved, so it is obvious that it is not the Buddha's hand.

Check the item information to know that this is a bionic carving.

The carving is a kind of fruit called "bergamot", which is a variant of the citron of the Rutaceae family, also known as bergamot, five-finger citron, ten-fingered mandarin and so on, and is one of the common fruits in Lingnan and Yunnan-Guizhou-Sichuan regions.

Because the pronunciation of "Buddha's hand" and "Fushou" is relatively close, the homophonic stalk has become a longevity thing in everyone's eyes, and often forms a "three-more picture" with pomegranates and peaches, taking the meaning of "more blessings, more children, and more longevity".

Bamboo root carving Buddha hand is also an old craft, Baoyou this is relatively late, has arrived in the Guangxu years.

Usually at this time, Zhang Yang would ask Baoyou, where did this thing come from?

But now, he already knows that this thing was bought by Baoyou in an antique shop.

"How much did it cost?" Zhang Yang asked casually.

"Huh? Teacher, how do you know that I bought it, not a family heirloom? Bao asked curiously.

"Because of geography." Zhang Yang pointed to the ground and said, "This is Handong, and it doesn't produce Buddha's hand, you see that the aunt behind you doesn't know this fruit." ”

"So it's hard to be family heirloom."

"The teacher guessed accurately." Baoyou touted a wave of publicity before telling everyone his purchase price, "It cost me a full 100,000 yuan, can you help me take a look, is it worth it?" ”

"100,000 ......"

Zhang Yang glanced at the bamboo carving that looked like an octopus claw, and his expression was complicated.

This is also the face of the current upgrade of the gold finger of the publicity, otherwise it will definitely be a loss.

Ordinary Buddha's hand bamboo carving, or the late Qing Dynasty, is worth fifty or sixty thousand, and even if the quality is a little different, thirty or forty thousand can be bought.

If there is no other way to say it, then Baoyou is completely slaughtered by the merchant.

"If you sell this thing yourself, you can sell it for a maximum of 60,000 yuan."

"But if you let me buy it, it won't be a problem to sell it for 150,000."

"Huh?" Baoyou was stunned for a moment, and his head suddenly short-circuited.

[This treasure friend is not on the road, doesn't this blow a wave of Master Zhang? ] 】

[The anchor said so, he will definitely tell him how to sell for 150,000]

[I know how to sell, sell PG by the way when I sell bergamot]

[If the anchor relies on PG to eat, 150,000 is indeed not expensive]

"Crazy about barrage?" Zhang Yang finally had time to take a look at the barrage, but he didn't expect to talk about this kind of topic.

He turned his head awkwardly and explained to Baoyou: "You first find a relationship with this thing and go to the Xiangjiang Sculptors Association to find a carving expert named Zhang Beiru." ”

"He is a master carver in Lingnan, and he is definitely a royal-level craftsman in ancient times."

"He carved this thing?" Baoyou asked stupidly.

"You are a late Qing thing, Master Zhang Beiru is still alive, how can it be that he carved it?" Zhang Yang continued a little speechlessly, "This is carved by his master, a master of the Beijing School surnamed Pang, and he should be able to see it as an apprentice." ”

"If he's lucky, maybe he'll pay you a fortune."

As Zhang Yang spoke, he suddenly realized a hint of business opportunity.

Of course, it's not to find the work of a master's master, and then play the emotional card and sell it to him at a high price, such a treasure is hard to find, and you may not be able to find a second piece if you open your eyes to see the flowers.

He wondered if he knew the detailed origin of the items, would the orphans who had been abandoned or abducted but carried the tokens be able to help them find their parents?

In this pattern, Zhang Yang felt that he had been sublimated all of a sudden.

(End of chapter)