Live Appreciation, Congratulations to Brother

Chapter 194 Let’s have some hard food (two chapters in one)

"Is there still such a label?" Zhang Yang's tone gradually became excited.

If the cultural relics on display were stolen, it would be a lot of fun.

"No, just give me two and let me choose one."

"But I feel that if I am more cheerful and buy both of these items, the other party will show me more of the goods in his hand."

Chen Yanguang's thinking is indeed different from ordinary people. Zhang Yang is still analyzing whether the things are true or false, and the other party is already thinking about what will happen after buying the first batch.

This level of leaping thinking is worthy of being born as a leek.

"If the price is right, you can pay a deposit first to see the real thing. The label looks genuine at the moment." Zhang Yang suggested sensibly.

The genuine Yongle blue and white moon vase can be worth several million, but it’s better to keep it safe.

Zhang Yang was afraid that Chen Yanguang wouldn't be able to hold back if a foreigner used Chinese cultural relics to cut leeks.

"Okay, then you wait for me for up to 30 seconds."

Chen Yanguang made an OK gesture to the camera.

"Is it so efficient?" Zhang Yang looked at the other party in surprise.

It’s 02:30 in the afternoon in Linhai. Isn’t it early morning in London?
The cultural relic dealer is too dedicated to get up so early for PY trading.

But this seems to be the actual situation.

At the other end of the video, Chen Yanguang raised his eyebrows, turned his head and said two words to the unseen person next to him:
"Play money."

Only then did Zhang Yang see clearly that they seemed to be in a very modern conference room.

It's very similar to the environment of Linhai Auction House.

In the video, a foreigner said in authentic London accent:

"You are so generous, Mr. Chen."

【I go!Live broadcast of cultural relics trading? 】

[It’s too fierce, we are asking for reinforcements while talking about business]

[I guess foreigners thought that Emperor Jiao was contacting his family’s consultant]

[The timing of this transaction fits my imagination of criminals]

"Let's appreciate this piece of porcelain together first."

After the foreigner finished speaking, there was a sound of unzipping a suitcase, and at the same time, Chen Yanguang controlled the camera to flip, and the perspective of the video changed to a round table.

The real thing is coming.

Zhang Yang put his face close to the screen and stared at the blue and white Ruyi Moon Vase in the video without blinking.

The Moon Holding Vase, also known as the Baoyue Vase, is so named because the bottle resembles a full moon.

The word "ruyi" in the name refers to the "ears" on both sides of the mouth of the bottle that are in the shape of "ruyi".

The body of the bottle is painted with a fruitful lychee tree, a typical "broken branch and fruit pattern".

"Name: Ruyi Moon Holding Vase"

"Material: kaolin, sumac green material"

"Production time: 1420"

"Detailed information: The blue and white porcelain produced during the Yongle period of the Ming Dynasty has elegant shapes, beautiful patterns, and rich blue and white hair colors, showing the first peak of blue and white porcelain in the Ming Dynasty. This object is suspected to be a cultural relic in the British Museum and has a very high collection value. "

After Zhang Yang saw the decoration of the Moon Holding Bottle itself and combined it with the item information, the first thought that came to his mind was:

It’s not a suspicion, it’s definitely it!
The year is right;
The decorations are exactly the same, and Zhang Yang has already searched the Internet for comparison with the pictures of the piece in the collection;
There are even labels for the artifacts in the collection;
This is the real thing!
The reason why the seller sells it with a label makes sense, because without a label to prove it, this thing will definitely be regarded as a high imitation.

It’s just like the National Treasure Gang said, “This one in mine is real, and the one in the National Museum is fake.”

In fact, the label is used as evidence of "orderly inheritance."

Chen Yanguang originally wanted to take a look, but when he reached halfway, he suddenly stopped and asked Zhang Yang first:
"Are there any obvious problems?"

"There's nothing wrong with the stuff, but be careful about what the other party does."

Zhang Yang briefly reminded Chen Yanguang.

Last time he was also tricked by someone using the real thing. (Plot related to the cultural relic thief in Chapter 40)
Even the reason why the things leaked out was the same: they were stolen cultural relics from the museum.

"I know this. They can collect money on the front foot and then call the police to arrest me. It's the same as domestic fishing law enforcement."

Chen Yanguang knew it well and did not continue talking about the transaction. After all, Zhang Yang was live broadcasting.

He expressed that he wanted to see the bronze mirror.

"Sorry, Mr. Chen, I didn't bring out the bronze mirror."

"But we can show you pictures to prove that such a thing actually exists."

As soon as the foreigner finished speaking, Chen Yanguang whispered into the microphone:

"This guy thinks I'm stupid. He said they were stolen cultural relics from the museum. The things in the photos really mean something."

"What if it was taken when he visited the museum?"

【strangeness!So strange! 】

[You are a rich second generation, you don’t need such a high IQ]

[Throw away your brain, please]

[Just here, can Jihuang still lose money today?]

Chen Yanguang told the seller in broken English that he was not interested in the photos.

The foreigner apologized profusely, and then took out a black handbag from his side.

In addition to porcelain, he also brought a painting and vowed that Chen Yanguang would definitely be interested.

As the scroll slowly unfolded, a very fine framed picture of flowers and birds was displayed in front of the camera.

At first glance, Zhang Yang saw the big red seal on the top:

[Treasure of Empress Dowager Cixi]

"Is this painted by the old witch Cixi?" Chen Yanguang also noticed the seal.

Although he doesn't know how to draw, he can still see a little bit of it. This painting is indeed beautiful.

Whether it is a peony or a skylark, they are all painted vividly and have a unique mood.

"Don't mislead the audience, Cixi just stamped it."

Zhang Yang heard Chen Yanguang's words and quickly refuted the rumors:

"There is a high probability that Miao Jiahui (the palace painter) made the sword for Cixi. Even the date on it is not Cixi's name."

"You can search the Internet for Cixi's own calligraphy, which is a serious dog-crawling calligraphy."

Zhang Yang actually doesn't know much about painting, but the year of the painting, 1902, is correct with the "Guangxu Renyin" marked on it.

This year also happened to be a highly productive year for Cixi's imperial paintings.

Between 1900 and 1908, there were thousands of paintings stamped by Cixi, and the Palace Museum alone has more than 700 in its collection.

The things are genuine and worth around [-].

It would be okay if it was picked up in an antique market, but as a stolen item, its value is not high.

It would be a bit embarrassing for a cultural relic thief to just steal this thing.

[Don’t buy this thing, it’s bad luck]

[I remember Cixi’s paintings, the starting price was also in six figures]

[After all, it was painted by a palace painter, so the quality is pretty good]

[Does this British guy think that we all like Cixi?]

[Perhaps in the eyes of the British, Cixi is their queen? 】

"Do you want to buy it or not?" Chen Yanguang hesitated when he saw a real antique for the first time.

The main reason is that the nominal owner of the painting has such a bad reputation.

He was asking this question both himself and Zhang Yang.

"It's okay, but it's not necessary." Zhang Yang gave his own opinion: "This kind of painting was specially painted by Cixi and given as a gift to officials of the Western powers at that time."

"Measure China's material resources and bring joy to the country. Cixi has indeed achieved the unity of knowledge and action."

"People give it away, you spend money to buy it back..."

Before Zhang Yang finished speaking, Chen Yanguang completed the sentence himself:
"Then I'm too cheap."

After finishing speaking, he turned to the people around him and said:
"Honey, help me tell this British guy not to waste time with this kind of rubbish."

"We need hard food." Chen Yanguang's wife acted as a temporary translator. She was afraid that the word "hard food" would not be understood by foreigners, so she replaced it with "the most important weapon of the country."

After hearing this, the British man let out a "hiss" sound and replied, let him think of a solution.

……

Can even the most important weapon of the country think of a way?

Zhang Yang suspected that the foreigner didn't understand what he meant.

If an identifiable cultural relic like a bronze tripod could be stolen from a museum, then the security department of the British Museum could be disbanded.

But the moon-holding bottle just now seems to be hinting at Zhang Yang:

Maybe there is no security department at all?
Or, does this seller have special channels?

Zhang Yang quietly waited for the British guy's next words, but what he didn't expect was Chen Yanguang's big face.

He turned the camera over and told everyone in the live broadcast room:

"This foreigner said he would go back and think of a way to see if there were any cultural relics that would be more popular with Chinese people."

"I suggest that when you travel abroad in the future, if you see anything about Cixi, don't crowd around it like flies."

"Others really think we love Cixi like a queen."

[Old Chen is right! 】

[Didn’t I have a treasure friend last time who bought a dragon robe and imagined that he was an emperor?]

[This is a cultural difference, there is nothing we can do about it]

[Anyway, I’m not interested in the daily necessities of the royal family]

[Last time I saw Cixi’s clothes being auctioned, maybe Zhengbaiqi bought them back as offerings]

[Mainly because there are so many cultural relics from the Qing Dynasty, but those from the Ming Dynasty are so rare]

Seeing that the conversation was almost over, Zhang Yang finally gave Chen Yanguang a little tip:

"That moon-hugging bottle, you'd better not trade directly with this foreigner."

"It could be stolen property and it's illegal."

"I suggest you consult a lawyer before making any plans."

"Got it!" Chen Yanguang snapped his fingers in front of the camera.

In the eyes of Zhang Yang and others, consulting a lawyer is equivalent to directly consulting Lawyer Fang for advice.

After all, the other party is professional and free of charge.

Of course, Chen Yanguang had no reason to refuse such mature and prudent advice.

Only later did Zhang Yang learn that buying and selling items even though he knew they were stolen goods violated domestic laws and would generally result in a prison sentence of less than three years.

Crimes committed abroad also apply to our country’s criminal law.

But there is another provision in the law: if a citizen commits a crime outside the territory of China and the sentence is less than three years, he will not be prosecuted domestically.

Lawyer Fang said that this could be a BUG.

Of course you can buy the moon bottle, even if it may be stolen.

But you must buy it from the Cheng family’s channel dealer, and buy two more hands.

It doesn't matter if the middlemen make some money, because the more they pour, the safer they are.

……

"Teacher, a friend of mine owes me 2 yuan. He really has no money to pay back, so he gave me two bottles to offset the debt."

“Can you help see if the price is right?”

"Are the two bottles the same?" Zhang Yang asked, looking at the baby in the video.

Baoyou took out the things and opened the door at a glance.

Soul bottles specially used for burials.

The thing itself is about the same height as the liner of a water bottle, a little thinner, like a vase after losing weight.

There is a step in the middle of the bottle, with many little figures with vague features carved on it.

Further up, at the neck of the bottle, there is a circling snake carved on it.

It is said that the higher the status of the tomb owner, the richer the figures and animals carved into the soul bottle.

Some museum-quality soul bottles have several layers of little figures on them, as well as palaces and the like.

It has the same meaning as burning paper houses in folk funeral customs. The more luxurious the things, the better the deceased will live in the other world.

"The two pieces are exactly the same." Baoyou replied: "I happen to have two bedside tables, one on each side."

"Really? Are brothers so determined?" Zhang Yang was a little shocked.

There is nothing unusual about receiving a soul bottle.

It is normal for people who don’t know anything about antiques to think that they are valuable items and collect them when they hear that they are from tombs.

But it’s really rare to see it in the bedroom.

Antiques are mostly buried with people and are not from the ancient tomb sect. Who wants their bedroom to be the same as the tomb?

"I lack earth in my life. Isn't this thing earthy in color? It's quite auspicious to put it in the bedroom."

"That's fine." Zhang Yang nodded: "I have always been very supportive of your behavior, Baoyou, in breaking down feudal superstition."

"This is a pair of soul bottles from the late Song Dynasty, a folk kiln, and a burial object."

"This kind of thing was originally a barn to hold millet. In the Song Dynasty, it became a legendary tool for collecting the souls of the dead."

"It's been so many years since these two items were collected, so they should be full."

"Of course, this is a superstitious statement. In fact, they are just funerary vessels, just like the terracotta warriors and horses."

"Really?" Baoyou swallowed his saliva obviously: "I feel very lack of energy recently, could this be the reason?"

"There shouldn't be a direct relationship. You may just have a simple kidney deficiency."

[Soul bottles will keep working as long as they are not collected full]

[You already feel it, what else do you have to ask?]

[To be honest, the brother who owes Baoyou money is really cruel]

"Teacher, is this thing worth anything? I might as well sell it!"

"If you sell it, your spirit will be even worse." Zhang Yang shook his head.

"Why? Is it because my soul is already in the bottle?"

"Friend Bao, with your level of superstition, it's a pity not to dance with the great gods." Zhang Yang said with a smile: "This is a cultural relic. 100% of the unearthed cultural relics are from the Song Dynasty."

"Sell? What do you want?"

"The police arrest you every day and question you. Do you think your mental state will become worse?"

Baoyou was silent.

He held the soul bottle in his hand and turned it around, sighing:
"This is from the Song Dynasty after all."

Seeing Baoyou's confused look, Zhang Yang told him straight to the point:
"Even if this thing can be traded, it's only worth a few hundred yuan, not worth [-] yuan."

"If you don't hand it over, I guess the museum won't bother to come to you. They don't like to collect it."

"Even the police will only ask you for information about the tomb behind your back."

"By the way, which tomb was this dug out from?" Zhang Yang asked, changing the subject.

"It seems that it was dug out when building a house in the countryside." Baoyou answered vaguely.

However, Zhang Yang had no intention of asking because the other party's IP address was displayed in Linhai.

Team Liu and the others have probably been waiting for such a person for a long time.

[Does playing with a soul bottle mean you have a hard life?I use relics to thread strings]

【I mix rice with ashes】

[When I was young, my family was poor, so the bed boards were nailed with coffin boards]

[Everyone is so cruel, I can only scoop up a spoonful of mummy powder to fill my stomach]

[Teacher, look at the layout of my bedroom, it’s definitely a fortune teller]

　I'm on a business trip today, so I'll update on the weekend.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)