Live Appreciation, Congratulations to Brother

Chapter 150

"Come on, young Abin, tell your story."

Although Baoyou only showed Zhang Yang the floor and didn't take the initiative to say hello after connecting to the mic, but considering the barrage he just posted, it's still worth looking forward to.

"Teacher, are you safe here?"

Baoyou's voice was a little soft, making it look like a secret agent's joint.

Zhang Yang unconsciously lowered his voice:

"Safe, absolutely safe."

"Brothers, put the protection on the barrage."

"Okay, I believe that a big anchor like you should not go to inform."

Zhang Yang nodded, reassuring Baoyou that he would definitely not be able to do such a thing.

Because if it's really a big deal, it's not his turn to report it. There are a lot of "eyeliners" in the live broadcast room, so just come and arrange him.

With Zhang Yang's guarantee and the instigation of the barrage, Baoyou's camera slowly shifted from the ground to the table.

On the table was a green tile about the size of a flat plate, with a slight curvature and broken stubble around it.

【Why is it so like glazed tiles】

【Is this stealing the Forbidden City】

[From my layman's point of view, it is indeed a sentence]

Zhang Yang didn't make a fuss like the barrage, and was even a little disappointed.

It's just a piece of glazed tile. I don't know how many such tiles have been dug out from the ruins of the two ancient cities of Chang'an and Luoyang.

The only suspenseful thing is the age of this thing.

"Production time: 1601"

Late tomorrow, it won't work either.

"Did you buy this glazed tile from the Ming Dynasty from, ahem?" Zhang Yang asked Baoyou.

"Ming Dynasty?" Baoyou didn't expect it, and subconsciously muttered: "Isn't it the Tang Dynasty?"

Two seconds later, Baoyou seemed to have figured it out, and asked with joy in his tone: "Can the Ming Dynasty be traded?"

"Then... teacher, this thing is from my ancestors."

Ancestors are a bit flexible.

Zhang Yang just pretended not to hear Baoyou's last words, even if he had a whimsical idea, he didn't think so.

He continued to inquire: "The person who sold you told you it was from the Tang Dynasty? Did he mention the source of the item to you?"

"Yes, he said it was..." Baoyou hesitated for a moment, then whispered in a faint voice, "He said it was from Famen Temple."

Famen Temple again?
Glazed bricks last time, glazed tiles this time, these people are too good at stealing.

Zhang Yang thought of a certain treasure friend from before, and a smile appeared on his face.

"Baoyou, don't tell me, you bought this thing from the person who was appraised in my live broadcast room last time?"

"Yes, yes." Baoyou replied repeatedly: "I just chatted with him privately and bought it from him."

"After buying it, I saw someone saying that he seemed to be selling stolen goods to grave robbers."

"I didn't know it when I bought it. It shouldn't be illegal, don't you think?"

"Hmm, I believe you don't know." Zhang Yang replied with a suppressed smile.

Anyway, he believed it was useless.

Serious people who buy things from grave robbers, and say "you won't know until you buy them", are fooling ghosts!

"In the future, don't buy things with questionable sources, it's not safe."

"Understood, I will buy it from the teacher next time."

"I don't sell this kind of thing." Zhang Yang waved his hand: "To be precise, I don't sell anything related to ancient buildings here, because most of these antiques come from illegal sources."

"Then my piece, is it from Famen Temple?" Baoyou asked, looking at the glazed tile in his hand.

"Of course it is. It should have been stolen by those who stole cultural relics when Famen Temple collapsed."

"Isn't that temple from the Tang Dynasty? This is a tile from the Ming Dynasty."

"The things in the underground palace are from the Tang Dynasty, and the tower was rebuilt during the Wanli period of the Ming Dynasty." Zhang Yang explained to Baoyou: "The tower of the Ming Dynasty fell down, revealing the underground palace of the Tang Dynasty."

【This person dares to buy without knowing anything】

【He also bought the real thing, this is the most annoying thing】

[Don't worry, he'll go in right away]

Looking at the barrage of sentencing, Baoyou asked the question he was most concerned about:
"Teacher, if I turn myself in now, how long will I be sentenced?"

Zhang Yang shook his head.

"It's hopeless? Still can't get out?" Baoyou asked in horror.

"It's not that serious." Zhang Yang told him, "If you only buy this one, hand it in, and then tell the seller, you'll be fine."

Other treasure friends are "vegetable and playful", so they became leeks;
This treasure friend was "fearful and insisted on playing", which frightened himself a lot.

Baoyou listened, thought for a while, and suddenly said:
"If the seller has already gone in, is it still okay for him to come out?"

Then, Baoyou explained the reason for his panic.

After he bought the glazed tiles, he joined the seller's "communication group for collectors".

Yesterday, someone suddenly said in the group that the seller was taken away by the police.

The group management tells everyone not to panic, don't sell anything recently, and wait until the limelight passes.

"They don't panic, I panic. This is the first time I played, and I encountered this kind of thing."

Baoyou's tone when he said this, let alone how uncomfortable it was.

"It's okay, it's not a big problem. If you confess at this time, you are also helping the police to supplement the criminal evidence. It must be considered meritorious service."

Zhang Yang's words also received the support of the Internet police in the live broadcast room.

@林海网警：【Baoyou, feel free to call the police, and be frank and lenient】

@Capital Net Police: [Please contact your local police as soon as possible]

@话音尼少白: [Please call Yaoyao Ling as soon as possible to explain the situation]

"Teacher, there are really Internet police in your live broadcast room?" Baoyou swallowed with some difficulty.

"No, you read it wrong." Zhang Yang comforted with a smile: "Some people hang the ID of the Internet police, but they are actually working hard."

"But you should contact the police as soon as possible, otherwise you will become an accomplice."

"I know, I'll go right away." Baoyou agreed, and quickly disconnected Lianmai.

……

The real old fans in the live broadcast room have long been familiar with the Internet police.

They are more concerned with other issues.

[Ancient buildings can't play]

[If it is handed down, can you play it]

[The century-old ancestral house is built with Han bricks, is it considered handed down from generation to generation?]

[The glazed bricks bought on September [-], [-], can they be sold?]

"Start putting the card bug here again, right?"

The questions raised by the barrage made Zhang Yang feel a headache after thinking about it for a while.

He quickly connected to the next treasure friend.

"Come on, Baoyou, look at your baby."

This new friend, Baoyou, was not in a hurry to show off his stuff, but first asked Zhang Yang a question:
"Teacher, can animal products be identified?"

Zhang Yang gave an ambiguous answer:

"If you think punishment, then punishment."

"Then I don't think I will be punished."

As Baoyou said, he took out a small black wooden box, and when he opened it, it was covered with yellow brocade cloth.

The collection is quite exquisite, but the things on the brocade are surprising.

"If I'm not mistaken, this is a salted fish?"

Zhang Yang was a little confused.

What Baoyou brought was a dried salted fish, which looked like a bream. It was probably a little old, and the skin of the fish had turned black.

But the age estimate is also limited, because except for the head part which is a bit rotten, other parts are in good condition, and even the fins on the back and abdomen can be seen clearly.

【Just tell me if it’s an animal product】

[Baoyou is telling the truth, it’s really not a punishment]

[This fish should not be as expensive as the box]

"This salted fish is not ordinary, teacher, can you confirm his age?"

Salted fish, age?
Seeing the seriousness of what Baoyou said, Zhang Yang looked at it intently.

Seeing this, he was taken aback by the age on the item information.

"Production time: 215"

Salted fish in the late Eastern Han Dynasty?
It can be preserved for such a long time, and it is still so intact. It is no longer a salted fish, but a fish grown in salt.

"You fish, is he salty?"

"what?"

"Sorry for the wrong question, I just want to ask, where did you get this?"

"This is a gift from a friend, along with several other things."

Baoyou shakes the camera, and there are other objects beside the salted fish.

But he didn't seem to show what he meant by "several things".

"Baoyou, in our live broadcast room, there is nothing you can't watch, just shoot it openly." Zhang Yang frowned, pretending to be impatient and said: "You're not a female anchor, why are you still covering it?"

"Isn't that afraid that the Internet police in the live broadcast room will arrest me?" Baoyou said with a smile.

But he is an honest person, after Zhang Yang clicked on him, he immediately showed the camera to something he didn't want to show just now.

It turned out to be two cylindrical pottery with a lid like a bamboo hat on top, shaped like a barn.

When Zhang Yang saw this shape, he immediately understood.

Both of these are typical funerary objects, and they were used to hold millet in the tombs of the ancients.

He touched his forehead in embarrassment and said:
"Baoyou, I'm sorry for you."

"It's okay, Master Zhang, I planned to donate these two."

Baoyou raised the small notebook in his hand, indicating that this was not the first time for him.

This kind of red book is familiar to anyone who has handed in cultural relics.

"Does Baoyou specialize in handing in cultural relics?" Zhang Yang asked curiously.

"Teacher, if you want to call me stupid, just say so."

"No, no, what I mean is, you're really nice!" Zhang Yang praised.

"These barns are all from the Eastern Han Dynasty, and so is that salted fish. Did you get them from the same source?"

【channel?Burial! 】

[This salted fish is also a funeral object? 】

[It's a bit of a comparison, salted fish more than 1000 years ago]

[Salted fish has been a cultural relic for more than 1000 years]

"They were all sent by friends."

Baoyou nodded, and once again showed the camera to the salted fish.

The viewers in the live broadcast room are all swiping "respect", and it is not too much to give a little respect to the 1000-year-old salted fish.

"If this fish is donated to a museum, will it be exhibited?" Baoyou asked, "Will it be considered a cultural relic or an animal product?"

"It must be considered a cultural relic." Zhang Yang laughed.

"I suggest that you send it to a larger museum. Now popular themed exhibitions, your salted fish can perfectly show the living standards of the people in the Eastern Han Dynasty."

"Three types of cultural relics should be enough."

"I think so too." Baoyou grinned and said, "I want to send it to a provincial museum and give this salted fish a career."

"It also gives us, ordinary people like salted fish, a little confidence."

With Baoyou's last sentence, the pattern suddenly opened up.

【Salted Fish Tears】

[Understood, I will pickle myself with salt]

[The real question of Huatu in my hand will not be fragrant after a while]

(End of this chapter)