Live Appreciation, Congratulations to Brother

Chapter 109 Three Years Start
When Zhang Yang saw the first old general jar, Zhang Yang only thought it was funny.

There is no such low imitation as a gift, and a "Pine Age" model was invented.

It's better to write "The Year of Kangxi in the Qing Dynasty" at the bottom, at least it looks more majestic, and maybe it can deceive the National Treasure Gang.

But when he saw the second piece, Kangxi's 40-year-old boutique famille rose, with six-character regular script inscriptions underneath, he began to feel a little strange.

A low-grade imitation, a high-quality ancient porcelain with a wide open door, what a unique combination.

"Baoyou, are these two things from the same friend?"

"It's from the same person, what's the problem?" Baoyou asked suspiciously.

"There's a little bit of a problem."

"Sending these two things together is equivalent to, I randomly picked up a pebble by the river, added a piece of authentic Hetian jade seed material, and wrapped it together for you."

"Teacher, what do you mean, this thing... is real?"

Baoyou looked at the porcelain plate in his hand, momentarily at a loss for words.

When he took the plate just now, with that casual energy, no one would be surprised that he threw the thing directly into the trash can the next second.

"That's right, this is a genuine Kangxi famille rose, worth about six W."

Zhang Yang looked at the condition of the item and gave a reference price for the auction.

"Teacher, did you read it wrong, isn't this thing right?"

Zhang Yang is often questioned, but this is the first time that he has been questioned after being authenticated as genuine.

And the other party is still analyzing there:

"This famille rose doesn't look very bright, it's a bit like modern chemical paints. And the artistry is very average, rough and careless, without the delicate feeling of traditional Chinese painting at all."

"Baoyou, your analysis is right. These two points happen to be the typical characteristics of Kangxi famille rose." Zhang Yang said with a smile on his face.

"This is Youtuqin, maybe it came out of the tomb?" Baoyou turned his head and asked.

"If you often watch my live broadcast, you should have the answer in your heart."

After saying this, Zhang Yang suddenly heard the sound of the other party taking a sharp breath.

It's like being out of oxygen.

【This buddy won’t have already collected the things】

[Looks like it is, I feel that he is under a lot of pressure]

【Is this considered bribery】

[I originally wanted to see him lose money, but I didn't expect to see him go to jail, so I was so happy]

When Baoyou spoke again, his tone was a little lower, and the joy of playing with the enamel cup just now was gone:
"Teacher, please help me look at this again."

besides?This gift is really a lot to give!

Zhang Yang looked intently.

"This is a Qianlong five-color jar with a wide open door. It is in good condition and is generally worth around [-]."

"Is this true too?" Baoyou's tone seemed to be strange in broad daylight.

"Why do I see this person's face painted a little strangely? Teacher, look, the faces of these three people are all painted... and this color, like a big cotton jacket in the Northeast..." Baoyou became more and more anxious as he spoke .

"Don't use the aesthetics of modern people to imitate the aesthetics of the Qianlong period. This color must be considered gaudy now, but Qianlong just likes it."

"Don't worry, I'm a professional. You can't go wrong with such a wide-opening thing." Zhang Yang explained patiently.

His words destroyed the last trace of luck in Baoyou's heart.

Baoyou said weakly: "Teacher, there are two more jars like this. Please help me take a look together."

"Come on, show me the model below..." Zhang Yang pretended to appraise it.

"Baoyou, these two items are also real, the age is right, and the price is not low."

"That's over."

"Brother, what's wrong with you? What's the end?" Zhang Yang asked suspiciously.

[What else could it be, I took a bribe]

【Okay, let him take a cup and twitch】

【There are bad guys in the team】

"Teacher, let me ask one last question, whether the reference price you gave is high or low."

Baoyou looked a little unwilling to give up.

"It's on the high side. You can get a [-]% discount on the normal market price."

"12% off? Then these three colorful jars add up to [-]..."

Baoyou muttered to himself and began to calculate the price.

"Brother, are you calculating the value of the case? You are wrong!"

"What's wrong?"

"Your three colorful pots from Qianlong are a set. Look at the paintings on them, the children's faces all look exactly the same. It's not a coincidence. They painted them like this on purpose." Zhang Yang said very firmly.

Of course, his main basis for judgment is that these things were all produced in the same year.

The year is the same, the type of vessel is the same, the style of painting is the same, it is obviously a series.

"How much more expensive is that?" Baoyou asked tremblingly.

Zhang Yang stretched out four fingers to the camera.

"Forty thousand each, or forty thousand together?"

"40! If you add the three pieces together, you can sell them with your eyes closed at this price."

Baoyou fell silent.

[More than 20, which is a huge amount]

【Starting in three years】

【This person dares to accept even if he doesn’t know anything】

"Let me do the math for you." Zhang Yang pressed the calculator hard, and displayed the calculated total value in front of the camera: "The total is 44."

"Baoyou, is this case worth more or less?"

Whether the other party took bribes or not, Zhang Yang didn't think it had anything to do with him.

But I don't know why, when he mentioned "case value" and thought of "going to jail", he was very curious.

He almost asked this special Baoyou: "Brother, how many years do you think you will be sentenced?"

The policeman was silent for a while, then replied in a low voice: "Too many."

"Teacher, it's actually not mine. It's a friend who asked me to identify it."

Good guy, another friend.

Zhang Yang didn't bother to continue asking, and nodded: "Brother, you just want to be happy. Although you are Pullman, there may be someone who can manage Pullman in our live broadcast room."

"Teacher, don't worry, I will definitely tell my brother how serious this matter is..."

"Thank you……"

After hanging up with Master Zhang's Lian Mai, Ding Yong, who hadn't had time to take off his uniform, collapsed directly on the chair.

He bought these five items from his boss yesterday for 3000 yuan.

The leader told him very positively that these are all antique handicrafts produced by the Hedong Group, and told him not to sell them as real, or it would be considered a fraud.

Even gave him the invoice from the art store.

"What about the promised fakes? What about the promised crafts?"

"Where did you get these real things like shit!" Ding Yong said, covering his head in pain.

He knew that he was either tricked or treated as a scapegoat.

"No, I have to explain the situation, otherwise it will be too late when someone comes to the door."

Just then, his phone rang.

When I saw the call reminder, it was an unfamiliar number, but the place of attribution was also from Jinmen.

Could it be that the colleagues in the bureau have changed their numbers?
Ding Yong answered the phone with doubts, and the next second, the person on the phone greeted him with a word, which made him stand upright.

"Ding Yong, right? I'm the Discipline Inspection Officer of the Municipal Bureau..."

(End of this chapter)