Live Appreciation, Congratulations to Brother

Chapter 108
"Boss, Chaoguan asked us, what is the content of your live broadcast now?" Xiao Tang's voice came from Zhang Yang's earphones.

Live content?

The foreign archaeological team opened the box on the spot?This is no more exciting than opening a blind box.

Chaoguan must be watching the live broadcast, isn't he looking forward to something popping out of the box later?
"Tell Chaoguan to wait until they open the coffin, and I'll know what it is." Zhang Yang said perfunctorily.

The crowbar team at the other end of the video has already started to work.

But Chaoguan was a little impatient, and directly reminded in the bullet screen: [The current live broadcast content of the anchor has a risk of violating regulations, please adjust it as soon as possible, otherwise it will be forced to download].

【I advise you not to meddle in your own business】

[Don't remind, if you have the ability, you can seal it directly]

【Do you dare to fight against him?Master Zhang’s younger brother is Yiming]

【Super care you are sealed, if not, I will recognize you as your father】

"Super Guan, this is actually a popular science class in foreign museums. If it was a serious archaeological team, it would have been surrounded long ago. Do you think..."

Zhang Yang was talking nonsense with Chaoguan, when there was a sudden "pop" in the video.

The professional coffin-opening team used too much force, knocking the coffin boards flying and hitting the ground heavily.

And this wooden coffin finally revealed its true colors inside - there is another layer inside.

Double coffin?

Generally, this method of burial is to preserve the body. Zhang Yang glanced at the barrage and found that the audience had the same idea as him.

They all felt that they might see a very well-preserved ancient corpse.

It is also said that it is a big rice dumpling.

At the other end of the video, Cheng Zongwen also muttered in a low voice: "A double-layer tomb in the Han Dynasty?"

The staff at the scene acted quickly. They simply measured the size of the inner coffin, and the second layer was also violently opened.

Zhang Yang's attention was all focused on the middle of the screen.

This time there was no third layer, and what appeared in the camera was a dead body wrapped in cloth.

The inner walls of the surrounding coffins are painted with vermilion lacquer, implying "longevity".

If it is in a novel of tomb robbers, this kind of red must be described by the word "monstrous".

[This treasure friend can come closer! 】

[Can you stay away, be careful that he suddenly sits up]

[After surfing the Internet for 20 years, this is the first time I have seen a big rice dumpling]

"It can't be any closer." Cheng Zongwen responded to the barrage, and his mobile phone took pictures of the archaeologists who were making preparations.

"Look at these archaeological teams, it's not enough to wear gloves, they also need to wear gas masks."

"Be careful, Baoyou. But you can zoom in on the camera to see how they operate." Zhang Yang suggested.

Domestic archaeological teams opened coffins, especially the well-preserved coffins, which are basically in museums.

Zhang Yang felt that such an original way of doing things like the Nanyue Kingdom might have to go back to modern times, and it could only be seen in China in the early nineteenth century.

He unconsciously developed a strong curiosity, wanting to see what the process was like.

The archaeologists in white coats did not deal with the corpse immediately, but first walked around the corpse and searched for the funerary objects in the coffin.

First, at one end of the coffin, they used tweezers to pick up a stacked yellow-gray cloth and put it in a sealed bag.

"Is this cloth or paper?" Zhang Yang asked.

"It should be silk cloth." Cheng Zongwen replied quickly, and added his own analysis: "When the coffin was opened just now, there was water vapor coming out. If it was paper, it should not be preserved for so long."

And his next sentence directly shocked everyone in the live broadcast room: "I'll take a look at it later, and buy it if it suits me."

【Buy it?Isn't this archaeological? 】

[The archaeological team and the tomb robbers, I can no longer tell the difference]

【This treasure friend is not from the South Vietnamese underworld, right?】

"Baoyou, you are an outlaw lunatic!" Zhang Yang sighed.

This Cheng's second child is a bit rampant, just like the friend Bao who was in Africa not long ago.

The archaeologists were still working, and one after another the funerary objects were taken out.

Although the picture is zoomed in, because it is three to five meters away, and the quality of the video may not be high, it is not known exactly what it is.

Cheng Laoer reluctantly explained:
"This looks like a hosta?"

"This is a jade pendant, and the rope is still good."

"This should be a fan... Is the owner of the tomb a woman?"

When several archaeological team members finished picking up the funeral objects, they all retreated to one side, leaving only one archaeological team member in a white coat staying alone beside the coffin.

[This person will not carry out the corpse, will he? 】

【Come on, come on, the main event is coming】

【To lift the shroud】

【This person is either a master, or not popular】

"His gas mask looks the most advanced, probably because he is afraid of the poisonous gas carried by the corpse." Cheng Zongwen explained.

Only then did Zhang Yang realize that the next scene might be restricted.

He quickly reminded Cheng Zongwen: "The camera can be zoomed out a little, I'm afraid some female viewers in the live broadcast room will feel uncomfortable watching it."

While talking, the most professional archaeologist at the scene also started to work.

The first layer of yellow-white shroud was quickly lifted, revealing the second layer of cloth inside, which was purple in color.

After the purple second layer is lifted, what is revealed is the gray third layer.

The fourth layer is black, followed by the fifth layer...

Finally, when the sixth layer of shroud was reached, the shape of a skeleton could already be seen before it was lifted.

It was at this time that the familiar "You have been banned" popped up on Zhang Yang's live broadcast interface.

On the monitor, his live broadcast room was also dark.

"This super tube is really a stinky old man. As soon as he sees the final result, he will immediately shut down the broadcast." Zhang Yang cursed with a smile.

The ban was actually not long, only half an hour, just to remind him to pay attention to the content of the live broadcast, after all, the skull was about to be exposed.

……

Half an hour later, when Zhang Yang went online, Cheng Zongwen was still waiting for him.

However, the location of Lianmai was changed from outdoors to a hotel room.

As soon as Cheng Zongwen came up, he told everyone:
"Teacher, they have already transported the corpse back, and the ancient corpse is quite well preserved."

"I've already bought things back."

As he spoke, he shook the things in his hand.

The silk cloth in the sealed bag was dark yellow. If Zhang Yang remembered correctly, this thing was turned out from the side of the head of the corpse.

Instructions are important.

[Buy directly?The power of money! 】

[Are foreign archaeological teams so hasty?]

Zhang Yang also asked the same question as Danmaku.

Cheng Zongwen smiled and said, "Their wages are not in the same order of magnitude as the price I paid."

"If the country is not a national treasure, for them, it is not as attractive to change to a better car."

"Teacher, come and help me to check the authenticity of this thing. I feel like it is an imperial decree from the Ming Dynasty."

Holy decree?

Zhang Yang quickly moved the chair forward.

"Come on, you don't need to open it, just put the camera close to the bag, and I'll take a look."

As the camera advances, the pattern on the silk cloth gradually becomes clear, with auspicious clouds and cranes embroidered on it, and some dragon patterns can be seen on the folded edge.

"Why don't I open it for you to see?" Cheng Zongwen suggested.

"Okay, but it's better to find a cleaner place, so as not to destroy it."

"From my point of view, this should be something from the Yongle period of the Ming Dynasty."

Zhang Yang revealed his identification results.

It is not something unearthed in China, so there are not so many scruples about it.

"That's what's written here, too."

As Cheng Zongwen said, he slowly unfolded the imperial decree and spread it on the table.

Similar to most imperial edicts of the Ming Dynasty, the beginning is "Fengtian Chengyun Emperor, Zhiyue", and the end is "April 13th, [-]th year of Yongle."

The content of the imperial decree is an edict to the family members of Huang Fu, the chief envoy of Jiaozhi chief secretary and inspector Huang Fu, to confer the title of Shuren on his wife.

The identity of the owner of the tomb is about to be revealed. It was the late wife of Huang Fu, the chief envoy who guarded Jiaozhi for 18 years during the Yongle period of the Ming Dynasty.

[This thing is a proper cultural relic]

[The cultural relics bought abroad can be traded in China]

[After checking, the auction price of the imperial decree is basically in the tens of millions]

【This brother went to South Vietnam and got rich】

"Teacher, is this thing worth tens of millions?" Cheng Zongwen looked at the price given by the barrage quotation group.

"Which barrage said it? Then sell it to him quickly, don't hesitate." Zhang Yang said with a smile.

"To be serious, the reference price I can find is an imperial decree from the eighth year of Wanli, which was sold for 57 yuan at that time."

"This piece of yours is in such good condition and has a bit of historical significance. The price must be high but not low. A conservative estimate is 70."

"That's good." Cheng Zongwen at the other end of the video let out a long sigh of relief: "This is my first time buying an antique. I don't know the price. I bought it entirely based on experience."

Zhang Yang nodded, he knew that what the other side said was the truth.

This person used to steal it directly, and generally would not spend money to buy it.

"Fortunately, the person who sold my things didn't know Chinese characters." Cheng Zongwen couldn't help showing off his experience: "I told him that the words on the imperial decree were written in the late Qing Dynasty, more than 100 years ago. If he knew it was In the Ming Dynasty, it is estimated that 7 yuan will not be able to buy it!"

7 yuan changed to 70 yuan, which is a mistake.

This thing originally belonged to China, but it was only when the owner of the tomb died in another country that he stayed in South Vietnam.

If Cheng Zongwen can really get this thing back legally, it can be regarded as a cultural relic returning to the country.

……

"Brothers, do you have any mics?"

"It's four o'clock, the anchor will be broadcasting soon, hurry up if you need to be identified!"

"It's not that I'm paddling, it's that the super tube doesn't let me broadcast it."

Zhang Yang yawned in the camera. Chen Yanguang came to look for him in the morning, which caused him to wake up 10 minutes earlier, and now he really fell asleep earlier.

"Welcome to this clean and hygienic Baoyou, isn't Baoyou from India?"

"Mr. Zhang, good afternoon. I didn't expect to be in the queue. I'm so lucky today."

Baoyou, who spoke, was a middle-aged man with a louder voice and correct words.

"Welcome, welcome." Zhang Yang arched his hands towards the camera, and glanced at the barrage.

【This teacup is interesting】

cup?

Zhang Yang turned his head and looked at Baoyou's video.

The camera is aimed at the desk top, and at the edge of the picture, there is a white enamel teacup.

"Wuheng Public Security Bureau" is written on the cup, and there is a blue police badge pattern above the words.

The police came just as soon as the Dao Dou left?
"Ahem, Baoyou, are you working for a law enforcement agency?" Zhang Yang asked.

"Ah? Master Zhang, can you also appraise this?"

"If I'm not mistaken, the blue and white enamel teacup on your table should have been produced in 2019 AD."

"Enamel color?" Baoyou let out a light snort, and quickly discovered what Zhang Yang was talking about.

He picked up the teacup and shook it lightly:
"This is what I usually use for my tea."

His identity speaks for itself.

[Is there really a note in the live broadcast room? 】

【I don't seem to see you, I see the light】

【Sorry, I'm a policeman】

[Suddenly feel out of tune with everyone]

"Baoyou, do you often watch my live broadcast?" Zhang Yang was also a little curious.

It's okay for the Internet police to watch their own live broadcast, but this one is more like a policeman in a police station.

"Look, ever since I heard that a colleague caught a tomb robber at your place, we have been guarding here every day." The policeman who came to appraise the treasure said half-jokingly.

"Hahaha, is that right? How about the composition of the audience in our live broadcast room is more complicated." Zhang Yang said with a haha.

"Teacher, you old Nine Sects, are you under a bit of pressure, why don't I turn this teacup around?"

"It's okay to turn it around, I'm afraid that some brothers in the live broadcast room will pee their pants."

"Okay!" Baoyou laughed, turning the teacup to reveal the other side.

There are eight big blue characters written on the white cup: Police for the public, law enforcement for the people.

【The pressure is getting bigger】

【It's better not to turn】

【If this police officer buys a fake, I will laugh at him severely】

[Then you will be checked on the water meter]

"Okay, brother, don't mess with your cup." Zhang Yang waved his hand: "Show us what treasure you bought?"

"The brothers here are anxious to see how much money you have lost."

"Okay, teacher, I would like to ask you to take a look at some porcelain collections of a friend of mine."

"This friend you mentioned?"

"It's definitely not me." Baoyou replied while taking out a blue-glazed general jar.

The jar is painted with white intertwined lotus patterns. Where the patterns are denser, it can be seen that there is some slight soil erosion, which makes the lotus flowers turn yellow.

"Baoyou, why is there dirt in your jar? Is that friend of yours wearing a silver bracelet?" Zhang Yang asked with a smile.

"No, this is a gift that a friend wanted to give me. I also think it's Tuqin, so I want to ask the teacher to check it out. If it's true, I won't accept it."

Really don't accept it, this statement is very particular.

Zhang Yang nodded, and began to observe carefully. After half a minute, he already knew it in his mind.

"Baoyou, look at the bottom, is there any money?"

"Yes, there is the word Songling written under it. I was wondering if this was inscribed by Pu Songling herself."

"I looked it up and found that he was from the early Qing Dynasty, and it matches the shape of this thing."

"If you say that, I think it's possible." Zhang Yang nodded with a smile, "This might be Nie Xiaoqian's house."

"She hides in this general jar during the day, and comes out at night...you know."

"That's it!" Baoyou also understood what Zhang Yang said, and he said with a smile: "Then I have to keep this thing."

"Teacher, please help me look at this again."

Baoyou took out another pastel porcelain plate with pink lotus flowers painted on it.

Like the first item, there is also a slight soil ooze, but it does not float on the surface, but really oozes in.

This is an ancient porcelain with a wide open door.

"Baoyou, do you have money for this one? If it's Songling's, I can't make up a story."

Zhang Yang looked at the "1701" production date on the item and said.

　Thanks for the reward of 1000 coins from Yixiaoyoutianxia!
　　
　
(End of this chapter)