Live Jianbao: Baoyou, you are very wrong

Chapter 16 The slave sacrifice cup, written in your family history?

When everyone heard the words, they moved their eyes to the wine glasses beside them.

At first glance, this wine glass is not amazing. It has a gray base, looks like a large white wine glass, and is three inches high. It looks like a secret color porcelain from the Tang Dynasty.

But the layer of thorns wrapped around the whole wine glass made Baoyou confuse again.

If it is mainly a wine glass, the thorns around it seem redundant.

But if it weren't for the wine glass, I would be blind to this appearance for nothing.

The treasure friends have ridiculed the caged bird.

"Baoyou, you don't like drinking from this cup, mouth it."

"A good wine glass, how come it looks like a prickly pear?"

"Hey, don't even mention it, it really looks like it!"

The treasure friends laughed one after another.

And Baoyou directly made an emoji of prickly pear drinking and sent it up.

It's impolite for other friends to call you polite!
Ning Fan looked at the bullet screen and wanted to call him a good guy.

My water friends are more imaginative than myself.

He didn't even think it was a prickly pear.

I couldn't help but laugh.

"Baoyou, this thing is the same as the bronze bird just now, it's not serious!"

"It's also a fabrication."

The bird carrying the cage was also angry when he heard the words.

"Anchor, don't talk nonsense if you don't know him."

"This thing is called a porcelain bean!"

""Shuowen Jiezi" records that beans, ancient meat-eating utensils, mean things used to hold meat in ancient times."

""Book of Rites·Fang Ji" and "Mandarin·Wu Yu" also have records of cupping wine, bean meat, and scorpion food, and there is no record that they dare not distinguish between them."

"In the earliest days, beans, bells, tripods, and 鬲 were ritual vessels of the same level, and there was a saying that there was no ritual without beans."

"Besides, bean ware was used to represent the user's status and power in ancient times."

"This thing is a variant of the bronze bean of the Western Zhou Dynasty. It came out of the Yin Shang culture and was used by prisoners and priests."

"That's why there are thorns around it, which represent impalement!"

After Baoyou finished speaking, he deliberately turned the thing up to reveal the bottom of the porcelain bean.

"Did you see it?"

"This is the orthodox rhombus grid and string pattern, only ancient ceramics can have this thing!"

"I even asked an expert to appraise it!"

After speaking, a certificate was produced, with a row of large characters written on it brightly.

"Certified by the Xia Guo Cultural Relics Protection and Trading Center, the Shang Dynasty celadon beans you hold have been identified as authentic, and this certificate is hereby issued as proof..."

"Yo! This thing?"

The eyes of the treasure friends brightened, and they felt that this matter was a bit unusual.

Things that can be certified by the Xia Guo Cultural Relics Protection and Trading Center can't be fake, right?
Unexpectedly, as soon as this certificate was released.

Ning Fan bent over laughing on the spot.

"Isn't it? Baoyou, do you really believe in this thing?"

"Is there a problem with this thing too?"

The treasure friends looked at Ning Fan and felt something was wrong.

"It's not just a problem."

"It's like raising fish in my head!"

"Baoyou, did you participate in a treasure appraisal program at the time, and the other party told you it was true after watching it for you, and then you asked for a certificate of authenticity, but they said no, and recommended you to go?"

"You... how do you know!"

"This is something I identified ten years ago!"

"At that time, people also told me that this thing is the first one in Tiandu City. They have not seen anything like it in these years of appraising treasures. They told me to hide it and don't take it out easily!"

"If it weren't for seeing that you, the anchor, have some knowledge, I would still be able to hide!"

As soon as the cage bird was mentioned, everyone in the live broadcast room was stunned.

Master Ning, is this cheating?
Know this secret thing?

Ning Fan waved his hand to signal the barrage to be quiet.

"Baoyou, it's not that I know too much, but that this institution is too famous."

"Search and find out for yourself."

Having said that, treasure friends also quickly took out their mobile phones to search.

Within seconds, everyone was laughing.

Searching the Xiaguo Cultural Relics Protection and Trading Center, seven of the top ten news items that popped up were related to fraud.

The remaining three are the pages where they were sued and closed down.

"Baoyou, this is the heart that you want to pick up on, and others want to pick up on you."

"In the past, the antique market was mixed with fish and dragons, and the real and the fake were mixed."

"There are so many cases where fake and real products are mixed and sold."

"Many people learn half-bakedly and think that they can pick up the leaks. Once they go in, they are standard fat sheep to be slaughtered."

"Baoyou is a typical example of being deceived ten years ago."

"That cultural relics protection and trading center is actually a leather bag company that specializes in issuing fake certificates."

"An appraisal fee is still 5000 yuan."

"Baoyou's behavior is to let people cut the leeks!"

Before Ning Fan could finish speaking, Niao Baoyou yelled loudly.

"impossible!"

"This thing was passed down from my ancestors!"

"How could it be fake?"

"Besides, what if this is true?"

Ning Fan sighed as he saw that Baoyou Niaobao still didn't give up.

"Baoyou, since this is the case, let me explain to you."

"There are too many things wrong with you!"

"First of all, this device type."

"The beans you mentioned were indeed ritual vessels during the Xia, Shang and Zhou dynasties, but you also said that they were used to hold meat."

"You bean, you can't hold a bite of meat, can you?"

"People who could eat meat in ancient times would not be so stingy."

Ning Fan deliberately gestured as he spoke.

The treasure friends all understood what Ning Fan meant, and laughed along with them.

indeed so.

In ancient times, it was difficult for ordinary people to eat meat, let alone eat meat.

If you can eat meat, you must also pay attention to the container for the meat.

Either a prince or an aristocrat.

Use such a thing the size of a finger egg to pack meat?

Price drop!
Everyone in the live broadcast room understood what Ning Fan meant.

The cage-carrying bird Baoyou's eyes turned green.

Ning Fan didn't intend to give up at all, and continued to speak.

"Let's talk about what you just said."

"The thorns on this thing are the torture of stabbing the face, and it is used for slave sacrifices."

"Baoyou, the face-stabbing punishment you mentioned did exist in ancient times, but it was called ink punishment or tattoo punishment, and it was one of the five punishments of slavery."

"Together there are Jie, Jie, Gong, and Dabi."

"Although there is already a record of this punishment in oracle bone inscriptions, it was also used by slaves."

"But your second sentence is really nonsense."

"Sacrifice to slaves?"

"In the 5000-year history of the Xia Kingdom, there is not a single word about being sacrificed to slaves. Being a sacrifice is not bad."

"Baoyou, the prototype of your thing is the celadon wine cup from Longquan Kiln."

"When it was fired, other things were intentionally mixed in, so it seemed to form the color of the secret color porcelain."

"The porcelain nails on the outside are completely imaginary, and there is no logic."

"When it was made old, it was processed according to the old method. That's why there is such a mix-and-match thing."

"Baoyou, this thing has a date, but it's not as early as you said, probably only 60 years ago."

"Stay here, and in your great-grandchildren's generation, maybe you can become a cultural relic."

"Baoyou, after reading this thing, no one will be kept!"

"See you tomorrow!"

After finishing speaking, he immediately hung up the video and began to study the curse on himself.

(End of this chapter)