Don't quibble, anchor, your name is Zhang San

Chapter 46 This Mask Is Probably Worth Ten Years

"One hundred thousand?"

Sister Zhou on the side was stunned, and the water friends in the live broadcast room were also dumbfounded.

A fake bronze mask cost [-] yuan to buy, brother Jiang is so smart!
Not to mention those water friends, even the middle-aged man himself was dumbfounded.

10 yuan is a huge sum of money for their isolated village.

With this mask on, he ran all the way to Haishi, hoping to make a fortune.

But he himself didn't understand antiques, and he didn't know the place where he was born, so he didn't dare to ask others, for he was worried that others would see Bao's tricks.

Therefore, he didn't know how much the mask was worth, so he asked Jiang Han to set the price himself.

According to his expectation, as long as the price exceeds three thousand, he will sell it.

In this way, excluding the round-trip travel expenses, he can still earn more than 2000 for nothing, which is not a small amount of money.

Therefore, when he heard Jiang Han's bid of [-] yuan, he was completely stunned, and his heart burst into ecstasy.

However, he still kept an eye on it, wondering if he could sell more.

So he deliberately pretended to be hesitant: "One hundred thousand is a bit small, young man, can you add more?"

The old man's acting skills are still online, and his expression looks like that, but the surprise and excitement in his eyes can't be concealed, and Jiang Han sees it right through.

"I only have one hundred thousand. If you don't want to sell it, sir, forget it."

After speaking, he turned around and was ready to leave.

The old man wandered around for several days, and finally had the opportunity to sell the mask, so he was not willing to give up.

And one hundred thousand has far exceeded his expectation, so he hurriedly stepped forward to hold Jiang Han back.

"Okay, okay, I'll give you the mask, young man, let's go to the bank to withdraw money now?"

After speaking, he directly stuffed the sack into Jiang Han's hands, as if he was afraid that he would go back on his word.

Seeing this, Jiang Han revealed an imperceptible smile at the corner of his mouth.

What is 10 yuan?
This is a bronze ware that is more than 3000 years old, and its value is simply inestimable.

This is the case in the antique business, there are many pitfalls, it depends on whether you know the goods or not.

For example, the previous vase looked very valuable, but its real price was only a few hundred.

Another example is the copper coin, which looked very ordinary, but it was sold for 200 million after changing hands.

Not to mention the bronze mask in front of him, Wang Zha!
"Master, do you only need cash? Prestige or payment package?" Jiang Han looked at the old man and asked.

It is too troublesome to go to the bank, and it is not convenient to hold [-] cash.

"The prestige payment package you mentioned, I don't know how to use it, you should give me cash."

After the old man finished speaking, he seemed to feel that he was causing trouble, so he smiled embarrassedly.

"Okay, then cash." Jiang Han nodded.

There is a bank outside the Old Town God's Temple, and it only takes a few minutes to get there, no trouble.

Zhou Shuyi also reacted at this time, and pulled him back: "Are you serious? Just buy such a piece of scrap metal for 10 yuan?"

"This is not some broken copper and iron. Forget it, I will explain it to you later."

Seeing Zhou Shuyi not letting go, Jiang Han simply dragged her along.

Seeing this scene, the water friends were stunned.

"No, brother Jiang, what do you mean, do you really plan to buy it?"

"Fuck, real punishment, you dare to resell bronze wares, you deserve to be anchor Zhang San."

"Anchor, please stop, woo woo, I still want to watch your live broadcast, I don't want you to get into the game."

"Hiss—could this mask be real? Brother Jiang just found a piece of Xianfeng's sample coin not long ago, and even the owner of Zangbaolou was full of praise, so he shouldn't be mistaken."

"Impossible, absolutely impossible!"

"Brother Jiang must have made an eye shot this time!"

It’s no wonder that water lovers don’t believe it. So far, only the Sanxingdui ruins have unearthed bronze masks. All of them are top-level cultural relics, and the Dragon Kingdom attaches great importance to them.

Now an old man from the mountains also took out one and said it was true, who would believe it?
At this moment, a bullet screen floated in the live broadcast room.

"Friendly reminder: Reselling prohibited cultural relics is an illegal act. Depending on the severity of the circumstances, the maximum penalty is ten years in prison."

After seeing the id in front of this barrage, the water friends immediately became excited.

"'Teacher Luo popularizes the law'! Isn't this the account of Teacher Luo Jiang!"

"Fuck, Mr. Luo is actually watching the live broadcast!"

"Catch Mr. Luo alive! Take a photo!"

The appearance of Mr. Luo made the atmosphere in the live broadcast room even more enthusiastic, with bullet screens flying all over the sky.

In fact, Luo Jiang has been in the live broadcast room for a long time. After watching Jiang Han's live video before, he became interested.

Not only paid attention to the live broadcast room, but also watched it from the beginning of the broadcast to the present.

Jiang Han watched the whole process of purchasing the bronze mask.

Teacher Luo also doesn't know anything about antiques, and like netizens, he also thinks that mask is fake.

But as a law-enhancing adult, he still kindly sent out a barrage to explain legal knowledge to everyone.

At this time, in front of the computer screen, Luo Jiang smiled, raised his eyes, and sent out another barrage.

"Although the bronze mask in the anchor's hand is fake, this kind of behavior is still not worth advocating. If you really find precious cultural relics in the future, remember to contact the Cultural Relics Bureau as soon as possible."

"Haha, it's really fake. Teacher Luo has said it all, so it's definitely not wrong."

"Damn it, Brother Jiang has already withdrawn money from the bank, remind him quickly!"

The friends in the water began to swipe their screens frantically, hoping to attract Jiang Han's attention.

However, Jiang Han is busy withdrawing money at this time, so he has no time to pay attention to the barrage.

Seeing this scene, netizens were in a hurry.

"And Sister Zhou, let Sister Zhou stop Brother Jiang!"

"No, sister Zhou is helping count the money, so she didn't pay attention to the barrage at all."

"Annoying anchor, I'm really anxious to death!"

A few minutes later, all the [-] money was taken out. The old man picked up the backpack behind him, put all the money in it, and left without saying a few words with a happy face, walking quickly.

Zhou Shuyi originally disagreed with Jiang Han buying it, but Jiang Han insisted on buying it, so she could only persuade her, and it was hard to stop her.

Fortunately, it was only 10 yuan, which was not considered a lot of money in her eyes, so just treat it as something fun to buy.

Therefore, not only did they not stop them, but they helped count the money.

After leaving the bank, Jiang Han took out the bronze mask and looked at it carefully, the more he looked at it, the bigger the smile on his face.

Seeing this, Zhou Shuyi suddenly hesitated. Jiang Han's treasure-appraisal technique was approved by the boss of Zangbao Pavilion, and his level is definitely not low.

The previous Xianfeng sample money is the best proof.

Thinking of this, she suddenly felt a little nervous. Could it be that this mask is very precious?
Driven by curiosity, Zhou Shuyi asked: "Brother Jiang Han, seeing you are so happy, is this thing really valuable?"

"It's worth it! Of course it's worth it!" Jiang Han nodded affirmatively.

Zhou Shuyi's eyes lit up: "Really? How much is it worth?"

Jiang Han thought about it for a while, and said seriously: "It's worth about ten years, there is a period."

Zhou Shuyi was taken aback for a moment, but her mind didn't turn around.

"Ten years. For a period, what do you mean?"

Seeing her stunned look, Jiang Han suddenly laughed: "It means ten years in prison. Reselling state-level cultural relics is illegal, and the maximum penalty is ten years in prison."

Hearing this, Zhou Shuyi was dumbfounded.

This ugly mask in front of me is a national cultural relic?

(End of this chapter)