Live Appreciation, Congratulations to Brother

Chapter 117 Can there be fake things in the pit?
"The envoy of Yan, Jing Ke, pays homage to the King of Qin."

In terms of whole work, the fans in the live broadcast room have never lost.

Xinlianmai's friend Bao used a very special way of greeting, which caught Zhang Yang by surprise.

When Qin Shihuang in the 21st century hadn't read "Historical Records"?
But he reacted quickly: "Brother, you don't need to look at the map of Yan Kingdom, this country is already destroyed. Just look at your dagger."

"I won't show you the dagger, but I can show you the knife."

Baoyou's mouth was full of coquettish words, and as he spoke, he took out a white embroidered bed sheet rolled into a long strip.

It wasn't until he spread out the entire bed sheet that everyone saw that it turned out that there was a dark brown long knife with metallic light inside.

"I admit that the seven-star sword just now is good, but if I take out this saber from the Anti-Japanese War period, what do you think is better?"

【The grass rolls up】

[I vote for this saber]

[I also have a knife like this at home, but it is rusty]

[Ghost Slayer Blade? 】

Zhang Yang looked at the barrage of the words "Ghost Slayer: Blade", and thought for a full second before he understood what it meant.

The brothers in the live broadcast room are too connotative.

His gaze returned to the saber. Compared with the machete in martial arts novels, the saber was narrower and longer, just like the sword was bent just now.

"Baoyou, where's the handle of the knife?"

On the handle of this knife, there is only a large rough iron rod left.

"What kind of knife handle do you want? Tear off the sheet, wrap it around it, and tie the knife to your hand by the way."

Baoyou has watched TV dramas and knows that the handle of the knife is wrapped with cloth tape.

"So that's what the sheets are for, I realized." Zhang Yang nodded in conviction.

The saber during World War II has a history of more than 50 years, and it is also a cultural relic strictly speaking.

"Name: Saber"

"Materials: iron, manganese, carbon"

"Production time: 1940"

"Detailed information: During World War II, the military saber produced by the Huangyadong Arsenal has obvious traces of use"

traces of use?Did it cut it?
Zhang Yang stared at the knife for half a minute, but couldn't find the trace he imagined.

"Teacher, did we make this ourselves, or was it captured?"

"It should have been made by an arsenal." Zhang Yang explained calmly.

After sending away the two brothers Jin and Yu, he made up a lot of knowledge about cold weapons, and what Baoyou asked happened to be within his range of knowledge.

"I think the quality of this is pretty good. Was it possible to make such a good steel at that time?"

Baoyou flicked the blade with his fingers, as if demonstrating that the blade was strong.

"These knives were originally made of rails, so the quality is of course not bad."

Zhang Yang recalled the materials he had read.

"During the Hundred Regiments War, more than 20 rails were demolished alone, and the railways in many places were demolished and paralyzed..."

[No wonder there was no way to make steel at that time, but there are still steel used]

【This is the so-called no break no stand】

[When Qin Shihuang searched for weapons in the world, they should be used to make railroad tracks]

[The previous one, haven't you heard of the car on the same track? 】

In the barrage chat barrage, Baoyou asked Zhang Yang:

"Teacher, is this knife valuable?"

"There are a lot of this kind of knives in stock, and this product is not very good, and it doesn't have too high economic value."

"However, this is more suitable for town houses than the seven-star sword just now, do you understand what I mean?" Zhang Yang smiled lightly.

"Hahaha, thank you teacher, then I will keep it for myself." Baoyou replied with a big smile.

……

"Brothers, do you have any cold weapons?"

Zhang Yang discovered that Baoyou, who came to appraise in the live broadcast room, also has a herd mentality.

Just now a treasure friend came to appraise the sword, and then came a saber, and then someone's ax, ax and hook fork appeared.

"Welcome to anonymous user 4747, are you connecting anonymously?"

"I can't open my personal information, really, it seems that this treasure friend is going to do something illegal!"

Zhang Yang chuckled, he wasn't panicking at all.

"It's useless, brothers, what's anonymous, even the mic can be found in the background. Anonymous just keeps me and the brothers in the live broadcast room from knowing."

"Teacher, do you know this?" Baoyou pointed to a pattern on a stone carving and said.

In the shot is a rectangular slab of stone with delicate reliefs.

"The shape of your thing is like a tomb gate!"

Zhang Yang nodded and said, he hasn't looked at the statue carefully yet, as far as the shape of the stone slab is concerned, the only thing he can think of is the tomb door.

"Hey, teacher, it's fine if you know it. I'm serious about this. Thank you for helping me identify it."

[Is there a legitimate way for the tomb gate? 】

【This person is lying to a fool】

[Why call the anchor a fool]

【Brothers, don’t you think it looks like Monkey King?】

Sun Wukong?
Zhang Yang took a closer look and found that it was Monkey King Monkey King.

And it is the image of Monkey King in the animated version of "Havoc in Heaven" by Shenghai Art Studio.

Is this a trick, or is it really stupid?Zhang Yang was not sure for a moment.

Baoyou is still asking seriously:
"Teacher, on such a tomb door, the character should be holding a walking stick, but I don't understand what it is."

"This is a peach!" Zhang Yang said in amazement: "Sun Wukong made a big disturbance in the Heavenly Palace and stole flat peaches. Haven't you heard of it?"

"Teacher, don't be joking. I am serious about discussing academic issues with you."

Lian Mai's Baoyou seemed a little unhappy when he heard what Zhang Yang said.

[Monkey stealing peaches, this theme is very good]

[Is this really the gate of the tomb? 】

[Even the tomb gate is a newly built tomb in recent years]

Baoyou is not happy, but Zhang Yang is happy, he laughed and said:

"Baoyou, are you mentally handicapped to come here to do the work? The work is good, but it's a bit rotten."

"I don't know what you're talking about." Baoyou's tone was still serious: "Teacher, please help me find out, what dynasty is this from?"

"A modern one, younger than me." Zhang Yang replied immediately.

"This is from the Song Dynasty! Cough." Baoyou coughed twice, and said in a deep voice, "The thing that opens the door is the tomb door of the ethnic minorities."

"Teacher, you may not have seen it before, you should have missed it."

Seeing the attitude and tone of the other party's speech, Zhang Yang immediately thought: Are the remnants of the National Treasure Gang coming?

But looking at the naive Monkey King in front of him, he was not angry at all, and reluctantly put away the smile on his face and said:

"Baoyou, which park mural did you steal into your home, return it quickly, and wait for the police to come."

"Teacher, this is really a minority thing."

"Look at the boots worn by this character, they are not from our Central Plains."

"What you said makes sense." Zhang Yang nodded in agreement: "Sun Wukong's boots are from the Dragon Palace in the East China Sea. I asked the old Dragon King to get them. They must not be things on land."

Baoyou was still chattering, Zhang Yang shook his head helplessly, and had to take the initiative to disconnect Lianmai.

"This barrage is right, this person is stunned." Zhang Yang chatted with the barrage.

……

Originally thought that this "remnant" of the National Treasure Gang was just a flash in the pan, but unexpectedly, three days later, he came again.

This time he did not remain anonymous. Zhang Yang didn't know that he was Baoyou who identified "Song Dynasty Monkey King" last time, so he clicked to accept Lianmai.

As soon as the other side came up, he said to Zhang Yang with a sad face:

"Master Zhang, I finally connected to you."

"Baoyou, don't cry, it's only a dime for a wheat, it won't, it won't!"

Zhang Yang hurriedly comforted him, but it was useless, Baoyou was still the same.

"It's not about the money, it's about these few days. I can't live anymore."

"What's wrong with you? Tell me slowly, were you cheated, or were you caught by the police for digging graves?"

"No, it's Master Zhang, your fan, who almost ate me up, calling me a national treasure gang on the homepage every day."

"Is there such a thing? Who did it in the bullet screen, come out and claim it."

[This person is the Monkey King of the Song Dynasty]

【He is the National Treasure Gang】

【Isn't scolding the National Treasure Gang doing harm to the people】

Seeing the barrage, Zhang Yang remembered what happened three days ago, and he said cheerfully:

"So it's you, Monkey King."

When Baoyou heard Zhang Yang's name, he covered his forehead and kept waving his hands:
"Teacher, I misread the door of the tomb. Whatever you say is what you say. I will definitely not lie."

"It's okay, it's okay, don't take it to heart." Zhang Yang drank his saliva and explained: "In our live broadcast room, making trouble with the National Treasure Gang in the past was like making trouble with rats. Everyone is more sensitive."

"I understand." Baoyou nodded towards the camera: "I'm not a professional literary player, but a hobby. I'm really not a national treasure gang."

"The last time I discussed the tomb gate with you, I was a little immersed in it. I can't listen to your opinion. I'm sorry."

"It's okay, I..."

Just as Zhang Yang wanted to say that he was sorry on behalf of his brother in the live broadcast room, he saw this old man, who didn't agree with each other, and directly picked up a bronze square pot from under the table.

The surface of the square pot has green rust and soil, with ears on both sides, and the style is simple and simple.

[Is there hard goods? 】

【Did we scold the wrong person】

【It was you who scolded me wrongly, but I didn't scold you. From this point of view, you are a real collector】

Seeing that Zhang Yang didn't speak, Baoyou began to introduce:
"Teacher, I'll just show you the stuff from the life pit. I didn't dare to touch it after I got it, and I'm going to hand it over to the museum directly."

"This is a square pot from the Han Dynasty, with red spots, green rust, peacock blue, everything is there."

Baoyou chattered a lot.

However, the item information shows that this is a fake product that is immediately dismissed!
Zhang Yang glanced at the ceiling, and he began to think about the identity of this person.

Will someone really admit that his bronze ware is a pit?Are you afraid of calling the police?
Is the entry barrier for the National Treasure Gang so low now?

Unexpectedly, his expression misunderstood this friend, thinking that he couldn't understand.

"Teacher, if you are not sure about this, I still have some mirrors."

"Look at this, the sea animal grape mirror from the Tang Dynasty. See how well the decoration is preserved. It's also something that was born."

"Baoyou, how did you figure out how you were born?" Zhang Yang asked curiously.

"I was not sensible before." Baoyou touched the back of his head shyly, hesitant to speak.

"But these things, if I have to hand them in, I won't hesitate."

"Teacher, there is this."

Next, like presenting treasures, Baoyou took out seven bronze mirrors, with themes ranging from the Warring States Period to the Tang Dynasty, all of which were closed at a glance.

There are so many that the wind direction of the barrage has changed.

[There are so many bronze mirrors, this person is engaged in the wholesale of imitation products, right?]

[I was wrong, he is indeed the National Treasure Gang]

[Go, brothers, continue to go to his homepage for construction]

【Don't let him use these fakes to harm others】

This treasure friend didn't know that his homepage was going to be severely damaged. He was looking up at the sky at a 45-degree angle and said with emotion:

"Think about it, I have collected these things for more than ten years!"

Zhang Yang nodded, after the appraisal, the brother was limped by the National Treasure Gang.

After the things are displayed, it's time to close the net.

"Baoyou, I've seen everything."

"Thank you teacher." Baoyou smiled and looked at the camera: "I don't want to show off, I just want to show you and your fans in the live broadcast room, my real product."

"Don't scold the National Treasure Gang, I know those people too, they want to pick up the leaks, pretending that what they bought is a national treasure."

"I'm not leaking this, and I don't plan to sell it, I just keep it privately."

Hearing the last sentence, Zhang Yang asked in surprise:

"Baoyou, you didn't buy these mirrors at the market price at that time, did you?"

"Aren't there any leaks you picked up?"

"No." Baoyou shook his head: "Bronze wares are not allowed to be bought and sold, so I always barter. Some are exchanged with fruit phones, and some are exchanged with laptops..."

Really did not spend less money!

Zhang Yang couldn't complain about what this brother said.

He waved his hand and said, "To save time, I'll just say it straight."

"Your stuff is all fake."

"Bronze square pot, wrong bottom, wrong ears, wrong rust... Anyway, it is an imitation from 30 or [-] years ago."

"The rest of the mirrors are all the standard street stalls in the antique market. The purchase price is 40 yuan a piece, and the price cannot be bargained."

"Teacher..." Baoyou wanted to interrupt the casting.

"Don't worry, I haven't finished yet, isn't there a bogu rack behind you?" Zhang Yang pointed behind the man.

"I can tell that the porcelain on it is from such a long distance. It is newly imitated in Jingdi Town in the past few decades. It is also a commodity in circulation in the antique market. The wholesale price is about [-]."

This old man is so good at chatting, Zhang Yang stared at the screen, stunned to see the information of the items in the distance.

"The oldest of all things is the solid wood table you are using now, at least 40 years old."

"That's about it. Is there anything else you want to identify?"

【major!understand the applause]

【Where is the applause】

[Does the National Treasure Gang still dare to talk about this set of dog-beating sticks?]

After listening to Zhang Yang's words, Baoyou suddenly realized:

"I said, Mr. Teacher, your fans all leave messages under the dynamics of my homepage, saying that my stuff is from last week."

"Such a good bronze mirror, I blew myself up, saying it was something from a grave. A few years ago, I looked at someone and dug it out from the grave. How could it be from last week?"

He was carrying a bronze mirror and kept shaking his head at the camera, expressing his dissatisfaction.

"I'm sorry, Baoyou, it can be seen that these people in the live broadcast room have caused a lot of harm to your weak heart."

"Well, as an apology, my side..."

Zhang Yang took out his phone.

"Let me help you contact the police and talk to you, what is going on in this life pit?"

"It's not that I suspect you of robbing the tomb, it's that there is also a big brother in our live broadcast room who was deceived by someone using a fake tomb."

(End of this chapter)