Live Jianbao: Baoyou, you are very wrong

Chapter 120 Zhu Youxiao's wooden pot handle, a good thing

Everyone's eyes lit up and stared at the screen, wanting to see what was the treasure that slipped through the net.

Huang Haoying also dug out the sorted labels and compared them one by one.

"Agarwood bracelets in the middle of the Ming Dynasty, made of seventeen beads, the wood color is even, the pulp is basically intact, and the outer layer is slightly decayed."

"The handle of a carved nanmu pot in the Ming Dynasty, with cloud patterns and four-clawed dragon carvings on it, is exquisitely carved and is a work in the middle of the Ming Dynasty."

"Tianqi Tongbao of the Ming Dynasty carries two big coins, the shape is basically perfect, the writing is clear, and there is no rust."

"The Ming dynasty blue and white kiln sleeping cat porcelain pillow, about one foot long and four inches wide, with blue and white glazed plum patterns all over the body, plain tire at the bottom, and hollow."

"The Qingyu Zigang tablet of the Ming Dynasty has no traces of carving, and the quality of the jade is average."

Labels for a dozen items were laid out, and they were all labeled.

The senior appraisers Baoyou, Tiandu Youzhu, and Wang Duoyu in the live broadcast room did not speak, and agreed with the appraisal result.

Although they are not as accurate as Ning Fan in seeing things, there is still no problem in judging the age.

These are indeed things from the Ming Dynasty, but the appearance and materials are very ordinary.

Master Ning said that there are good things, but they really can't see what's good about them.

They all asked Ning Fan what is so good about these things.

"Not several, only one."

Ning Fan looked at the screen and smiled slightly.

"And it's not generally good, but very good."

Everyone in the live broadcast room became excited when they heard this.

This was the first time that Ning Fan said it was good, and they didn't dare to think how good it was.

Someone asked a low-key question.

"Master Ning, it's so good, if you buy it, how much will it cost?"

"money?"

Ning Fan chuckled, unfolded the fan in his hand, and took a sip of tea.

"Baoyou, priceless treasure! It's priceless!"

hiss!
Everyone couldn't help their scalps tingling when they heard the words.

They looked at the things in front of them, but they really didn't see anything that could be worth a fortune.

Look carefully and guess.

"Master Ning, is it this bracelet?"

"Looking at the bracelet, it may have been used by a nobleman. I think it is very likely to be a bracelet, or aloe!"

"And one less than normal, the possibility is even greater!"

A Baoyou sent a message, but it was covered by other speeches before the discussion.

"I think it's still a porcelain cat pillow. It looks very strange. Maybe it's something like a tomb-slayer."

"And the point is, I always think this cat is a bit gloomy, maybe it was put in the coffin for the dead."

"Think about it, someone is sleeping on this and moving his head."

"This picture is so beautiful!"

Seeing this Baoyou's remarks, everyone in the live broadcast room couldn't help shaking.

"Baoyou, you're going too far!"

"Looking at it makes my back feel a little chilly, what kind of underworld story is this!"

While speaking, the news disappeared into the barrage again, and a brighter message lit up.

"Did no one guess that it belonged to that jade pendant?"

"You can see that the label is written with the Qingyuzigang brand. If there is something good, wouldn't it just take off?"

As soon as this remark came out, Baoyou retorted.

"Baoyou, don't you see that the quality of jade is written on the side? Could this be a good thing?"

"Mediocre jade doesn't mean it can't be a good thing. What if it was really carved by Lu Zigang?"

Baoyou who spoke retorted, and the live broadcast room was quiet.

They really couldn't deny the possibility.

His eyes flicked while looking at something.

But Ning Fan still didn't say a word.

After a while, someone finally couldn't help asking.

"Master Ning, you haven't said which one is better?"

"You didn't see it."

As soon as Ning Fan said this, everyone stared blankly at the things on the screen.

They counted fifteen things out of dozens, and they all said fourteen things, leaving only the last one unspoken.

It can't be this thing, can it?

All eyes were fixed on the only thing on the table that was not named, the handle of the carved nanmu pot.

"Master Ning means, this thing is very good?"

Everyone couldn't believe it.

Looking at the picture in front of him, he fell into thought.

This pot... They don't look like good things no matter what, but it's the most expensive among them?

They asked Ning Fan what it was.

Ning Fan looked at the screen and spoke calmly.

"Baoyou, the handle of the golden nanmu teapot made by Emperor Tianqi of the Ming Dynasty, isn't this good?"

"The handle of the wooden pot used by the emperor?"

When Baoyou heard this, his eyes lit up and he became interested.

After all, no matter what it is, as long as it occupies the word of royal use, it will never be easy.

Huang Haoying also picked up the wooden pot and studied it carefully.

"Master Ning, this label says nanmu, didn't it say it was golden nanmu?"

"Although our temporary appraisal here is a bit hasty, it's not like we can't even identify the material, right?"

"I didn't say you couldn't identify it, it's because someone covered up the things outside."

When Ning Fan spoke, the information about the wooden pot appeared in his eyes.

[The handle of the golden nanmu carving pot in the Ming Dynasty is exquisitely carved with cloud patterns and four-clawed dragons. It is the work of Emperor Zhu Youxiao of the Ming Dynasty. 】

[It was originally a five-clawed dragon, but one of its claws was removed later, and the outer layer was painted to hide the material. 】

With a slight smile, he said lightly.

"Wash off the outer layer of paint and you'll know."

Hearing this, everyone in the live broadcast room couldn't help but shiver.

Wash off the outer layer of paint?
They dare not even think about such a thing, how dare they do such a thing.

If this is a mistake, it will destroy a royal item, at least it is a national first-class cultural relic.

They cannot afford the crime of destroying cultural relics.

Even Huang Haoying hesitated for a moment and became cautious.

"Master Ning, you said that this is made of golden nanmu, do you have any conclusive evidence?"

"After all, regardless of whether this thing is really used by the imperial court, even ordinary Ming Dynasty lacquerware is worth studying, and it is impossible to wash it off so easily."

"Have."

"Well, Master Ning, what do you say... do you really have evidence?"

After Ning Fan spoke, Huang Haoying only spoke but did not react.

After saying a few words, he froze in place.

The other treasure friends in the live broadcast room were completely speechless, staring blankly at the screen, anticipating what Ning Fan would say next.

After all, this is too shocking.

Unexpectedly, Ning Fan just smiled slightly.

"Baoyou, you all misheard me. What I said was imperial system, not imperial use."

"Isn't that a meaning?"

The treasure friends frowned, expressing doubts.

Wang Duoyu appeared on the screen and shook his head.

"Baoyou, this is really different."

"Imperial use refers to things used by the emperor, but imperial use refers to things made by the emperor himself."

"For example, the paintings written by oneself are called imperial pens, and the poems and articles made by them are called imperial works."

"If this thing is really imperial, then the price is sky-defying!"

After Wang Duoyu finished speaking so seriously, all Bao friends burst into laughter.

"Friend Duoyu was joking."

"How can it be so exaggerated!"

"That's right, how could the emperor make such a thing, and he's not a carpenter!"

Wang Duoyu interrupted them directly.

"No!"

"It's really possible to have an emperor!"

"Who?"

"Emperor Carpenter, Zhu Youxiao!"

Huang Haoying read the name word by word, eyes wide open.

"Master Ning, you said this pot was made by Zhu Youxiao? Are you sure?"

(End of this chapter)