"The filial sons of the barrage are reaping the taste." Zhang Yang knocked lightly on the table and reminded the barrage to pay attention to his face.

"And the two of you, who would give you the ancestral grave for a few hundred yuan."

"My ancestral grave, don't worry about it."

Zhang Yang originally wanted to say that he didn't know where the ancestral grave was.

But he was afraid that the two brothers would go to the ancient tombs of the other surnamed Zhang, so he finally changed his mind.

"Eh, teacher, you're wrong, at least half of the epitaph we rubbed was agreed to by the descendants of the tomb owner."

"Yes, five hundred is not much, but it is definitely a lot."

Zhang Yang: "......"

"Okay, okay, okay, pay attention to yourself, if you rub cultural relics and monuments and cause damage, you will be imprisoned, three or five years, it is possible."

"Really?" Baoyou asked rhetorically.

"Why hasn't anyone ever told us before?"

"Who would have thought that you would do epitaph rubbing, and you would dare to do it without even figuring out the legal risks involved?" Zhang Yang pouted and smiled.

The longer he has been in contact with the antique industry, the more he feels that many people in the industry come in to deliver them.

It depends on when the state starts to strictly investigate, as long as the state acts, many people will have to enter every minute.

"If you don't believe it, you can search for a criminal lawyer's live broadcast room on the comic sound, ask the lawyer of the live broadcast, don't you know everything?"

"Is there anything else to identify?"

"Nope."

"Then I'll ...... first" Zhang Yang was about to hang up the video, when a flash of inspiration flashed in his mind, and he suddenly remembered a strange thing.

He looked at the treasure friend opposite and asked out loud:

"Baoyou, the incense burner you just asked me for identification couldn't be used for sacrifice in front of this tomb, right?"

"People are still worshipping their ancestors, do you want to take the incense burner away? Do you have a sense of public morality? ”

"How could it be, how could we be such ......"

Baoyou was so anxious that he didn't finish his words, so he hung up the microphone directly.

But it's okay, Zhang Yang has already taken a screenshot, and the relevant information will be sent to Captain Liu later, so that he can prepare the case.

It's spring, and he hasn't helped Captain Liu find his performance, Zhang Yang is quite embarrassed.

After all, during the Chinese New Year, Captain Liu also privately wrapped a red envelope for Zhang Yang, saying that it was their custom over there, and those who were married should give red envelopes to the younger generations who were not married.

Zhang Yang couldn't resist him, so he accepted it.

Thinking that after the beginning of the year, I would find some clues about the big tomb robbery case and send it to Captain Liu.

"The next treasure friend is, pottery lover Wang Dao."

"It's a funny name."

Anyway, if he was Zhang Yang, he didn't dare to name him "Treasure Appreciation Expert Zhang Badao", because if he was recognized by an acquaintance, his name would no longer be Zhang Yang in the future, but Zhang Badao.

"Hello, Wang Badao."

"Uh, hello teacher." Baoyou didn't seem to expect Zhang Yang to be so enthusiastic, and the tone of his voice was a little cringe.

"That, teacher, I want to take a look at my collection of pottery today, please help me look at it."

"I know you're short on time, so I won't talk nonsense later, you can help me see if it's true or not, and then if it's true, just help me estimate the price."

"If it's okay, I'll start now."

"Wait." Zhang Yang stopped the other party, "It's no problem to see the authenticity, but if the pottery is genuine, it is generally difficult to value, because it is a cultural relic that is restricted from trading." ”

"I know that."

Baoyou is very knowledgeable and knows what Zhang Yang means.

"If it's not convenient for you to estimate it, just tell me an accurate date."

"This is no problem, if it's true, I can also help you estimate the level of cultural relics for free." Zhang Yang nodded in agreement.

Baoyou's movements are indeed as he said, not grinding at all, not dragging mud at all.

After Zhang Yang agreed, the other party quickly took out a red pottery plate.

At first, Zhang Yang didn't see the doorway of this pottery plate.

The heart said that this is an ordinary terracotta plate, is there anything to collect?

Until under his command, Baoyou showed him the pattern on the plate.

The painting shows a snake coiled in a circle, spitting out letters.

The corners of Zhang Yang's mouth couldn't be suppressed.

Good guy, who has been fooled?

"You are a modern imitation of the Taosi dragon plate."

"Genuine is a representative cultural relic of Yao culture, and it is impossible for ordinary people to collect genuine products."

The excavation of the Taosi site was very late, until the eighties of the last century, and the related cultural relics never appeared on the market, which shows that the protection work is still in place.

[It's obviously a snake plate, why is it called a dragon plate?] 】

[Does this snake have a wheat in its mouth?] 】

[The first time I looked at it, I thought it was a silver krait, but I didn't expect it to be a dragon]

I heard that it was fake, and Baoyou reacted violently.

Pick up the hammer directly from the ground, hit the pottery plate, and smash it down.

It seems that he is learning from Mr. Wang Gang and wants to smash the fake directly.

However, he obviously underestimated the hardness of this pottery plate, and smashed it without any movement.

After all, the ancients made it out to make containers, and they are so thick, and they still have the ability to resist impact.

Of course, after Baoyou angrily made up for the three hammers, this imitation pottery plate was finally broken.

Then it was wiped into the trash can with a rag and returned to the correct position.

"Go on."

Baoyou said in a deep voice.

It's not like asking for Zhang Yang's opinion, but like cheering himself up.

Then, a black, thick pottery sculpture was put up.

Zhang Yang looked sideways for a while before he could see what this carving was.

It turned out to be a bird.

The bird's head is carved, quite the charm of a chicken.

A small opening was made at the tail, and the inside was hollow, proving that the thing was still a container.

Zhang Yang couldn't imagine what this thing could do.

However, the item information shows that this thing still has a bit of a background.

"This imitation of yours is a bird-shaped pot of Liangzhu culture."

"In 2008, the institution of Xiangjiang auctioned a bird-shaped pot of this shape, when Liangzhu culture was not yet popular, and things were not very precious."

"But after I saw your imitation today, I seriously suspect that the original auction is also a fabrication."

"It's weird."

"No matter what the original is, anyway, Baoyou, you must be a modern handicraft, a sure thing."

[Hahahaha, it's heart-piercing]

[In the early years, Christie's also auctioned fakes, and people had non-fidelity agreements]

[There is really no need to collect antiques before the Shang Dynasty, the probability of being imitations is too high]

"Teacher, in fact, ......"

Baoyou wanted to speak again and again, and finally seemed to have made a very difficult decision.

Another bird-shaped jug was taken out from under the table.

It's almost exactly the same as the one just now, the only difference is in the position of the bird's head, and the new one is a little more agile.

Baoyou patted the newly taken out bird-shaped pot and told Zhang Yang:

"This piece of mine was auctioned back from Xiangjiang in 08."

"Just got together a couple."

"Forehead ......" was speechless for a while.

Baoyou is a little unlucky, not to mention buying a fake at Christie's, but also giving this fake, with another fake, making a pair, and maximizing the loss belongs to yes.

"That means my judgment is correct, and it is indeed false."

"Both of you are fake." Zhang Yang said with great certainty.

This time, Baoyou also did not respond to him with words.

In response to the flamboyance, there were two crisp clay pots shattering, which sounded really healing.

"Go on!"

Baoyou seemed to have spent a lot of effort to shout this sentence, and he felt a little exhausted.

The third piece is a gray pottery with color.

The exterior is gray, and the inside and the ends of the handle are painted with red ore pigment, which still looks vivid.

The function of kui, a bit like a scoop, was a large spoon used for making wine in ancient times.

"Baoyou, this one of yours has the prototype of the real thing."

"And there are a lot of them, basically all of them are unearthed Han Dynasty cultural relics."

"However, it's a pity that you're thousands of years away from Han, but it's just a few years away from the time we live."

[Euphemism, too tactful]

[Don't be tactful, Baoyou is going to be ga]

[Baoyou, you smash it, you won't feel distressed, right? ] 】

After the sound of "pop", the gray pottery and Caikui were completely turned into pieces.

However, after smashing it, this time Baoyou did not cheer for himself, but silently took another thing.

It has been like this since then, and he doesn't seem to have the strength to speak.

Zhang Yang is in good spirits, and it is also interesting to find the source of fakes:

"Fake, imitation of Yangshao culture feather red pottery gourd bottle;"

"This is a bird-print amphora that imitates the Xindian culture;"

"The red pottery of the Dawenkou culture, a classic fake;"

"Imitation of the Han Dynasty, green glaze hunting pattern three-legged pottery tripod;"

“……”

"Baoyou, why don't we get here first?"

Zhang Yang watched Baoyou's movements getting slower and slower, and even the hammer couldn't move a little.

It should be physically and mentally exhausted.

In the end, this three-legged tripod smashed one foot, and then it didn't continue to smash down, and I felt that Baoyou still felt a little reluctant.

Maybe it's heartache, too.

Zhang Yang thought of pausing for a moment.

The main effect of the show just now is too sufficient, and there is a kind of pleasure of chopping melons and vegetables.

Thinking about it again, Baoyou's heart was dripping blood when he smashed these things, all of which he bought back at a high price, and hid them like treasures, but now they are all fakes.

The barrage naturally became hilarious.

"Okay." Baoyou spit out a word with difficulty.

"Baoyou, if you really just want to collect pottery, I'll help you come up with an idea." Zhang Yang couldn't bear to make a small suggestion.

"You go to the countryside of your hometown, or the surrounding economic conditions are not so good, there are thatched houses, tiled houses, you go to the village to collect this kind of pottery, out of ten, at least three are genuine products from the late Qing Dynasty onwards."

"Of course, it's certainly not worth much."

"If you have to collect these ancient civilizations, then I can really only wish you good luck."

"Well, thank you, teacher." Baoyou thanked weakly and took the initiative to disconnect the microphone.

……

After finishing the live broadcast in the afternoon, Zhang Yang originally planned to take a look at the current situation in the museum, but Xu Jie suddenly stopped him.

"What's wrong, Love Saint?" Zhang Yang asked.

Yesterday, Xu Jie should be in a good mood, and posted a selfie in the circle of friends, with the text: Don't call me a love saint, I only love you.

Then Aite his girlfriend.

Zhang Yang didn't know about this, but he was forced by Sister Gao to go over and eat a mouthful of dog food, of course he wanted to take advantage of his tongue and find a place in Xu Jie today.

However, Xu Jie doesn't seem to be embarrassed by the title of love saint.

He even answered with great enjoyment.

It's so perverted.

Let Xiao Tang exclaim: I finally came to work, but I didn't expect to see a dead pervert as soon as I came.

"Boss, I actually have a reluctant request." Xu Jie said with some twist.

Zhang Yang looked at him a little disgusted, and waved his hand: "Since it is a reluctant invitation, then there is no need to invite." ”

"Yes, yes."

"Boss, do me a favor, the kind that saves lives!"

"Okay, then you can say it, I'll see if I can help."

"Absolutely." Xu Jie said very firmly, "Tomorrow night is my girlfriend's father's birthday, her father is a middle-level technical worker in a state-owned enterprise, he doesn't smoke, drink or play mahjong, and he loves to collect some antiques." ”

"I think the boss will help me pick out a gift, it's best to ......"

"It's better if I look directly in the museum's inventory and sell it to you cheaply, right?"

Zhang Yang said what he was embarrassed to say for Xu Jie.

It's not with this in mind, and I won't ask myself at this time.

The latter nodded heavily, took Zhang Yang's hand and began to express his gratitude.

"Thank you, boss, my father-in-law is a pig and is forty-nine years old this year."

After reporting the simple information, Xu Jie looked at Zhang Yang expectantly, waiting for him to give an idea.

"Okay, it's a pig, I'll go get something later."

Zhang Yang returned to his office and took out the tablet for the curator.

It has a list of artifacts in the company's inventory.

Search for "pig" related artifacts directly in the list.

The one that pops up the most is the "Jade Pig".

"Jade? This is okay. Xu Jie was very excited when he looked at the search results, but he still didn't forget to ask Zhang Yang's suggestion, "Right?" Boss. ”

"Yes, indeed."

"I borrowed you a pair of jade pigs, and if you fit well with your father-in-law, you don't have to pay it back."

"Really? What is a good fit? ”

"It is to let your father-in-law on his birthday, with his eyes closed, holding a jade pig in both hands and in one hand, and reading in his mouth: Resurrect, my love!"

"If when your father-in-law opens his eyes again, he obviously changes a person, then it is a good fit."

"Blanch! Isn't that just the upper body? ”

Xu Jie shook his head violently and denied the plan of the jade pig.

"Boss, what is this pig-noodle empty mother?"

"Illiterate? It's a sculpture, it's a sculpture. ”

"I feel like the boss said it, but you didn't say it......" Xu Jie replied weakly.

"Okay, then I'll tell the love saint a little more carefully."

"The Empty Mother is the link between ordinary believers and the Buddha and Bodhisattva, or the messenger of the message."

"According to the shape, it is divided into two ......: human form and animal face"

"That's good." After listening to the introduction, Xu Jie nodded excitedly, "My father-in-law believes in Buddhism, he should like this kind of thing very much." ”

"Boss, how much can you sell me?"

"Generally, we don't sell this kind of cultural relics in the museum." Zhang Yang showed a somewhat embarrassed expression on his face, and said, "For the sake of your hard work, I'll give you an internal price for employees." ”

"Eighty-eight thousand eight."

"Poof~" Hearing this offer, the senior sister who was drinking water on the side sprayed out directly, and then laughed mercilessly:

"Hahaha, 80,000 to buy a birthday gift, love saint, don't you buy it!" (End of chapter)