Live Appreciation, Congratulations to Brother

Chapter 220 Hear the sound of waves
"Support Master Zhang! Fight against the National Treasure Gang!"

Behind Zhang Yang, someone suddenly supported him.

Good guy, who shouted so exaggeratedly?

He turned around and faced the caller, who gave him a crooked smile.

It turned out to be an old acquaintance, Mao Shiqi, who was newly nicknamed "Earth-Drilling Dragon".

Why is he here? Is there a tomb here?
Zhang Yang subconsciously looked at the ground under his feet. It was reinforced concrete. Even if Tu Xingsun came, he could only worry.

Maybe he really came here to appraise the treasure.

After all, Cheng Laoer has some ancient jade that has been soaked in oil, and Mao Shiqi has used the sewing machine frequently, so it is normal to have some inventory.

He gave his old friend a polite smile, and now we are all colleagues in the archaeological team.

At this time, security came up.

Wearing a blast shield and a fork, we are ready to take out the boss of the National Treasure Gang.

"and many more!"

Teacher Dou, whose anger subsided, recovered his language function:

"Be careful, the thing in his hand is said to be worth more than 800 million, be careful of him blackmailing people!"

At first glance, these words sounded like a reminder to the security guard.

But if you think about it carefully, it's more like reminding the boss of the National Treasure Gang that you can use the "Moon Holding Bottle" to command the princes.

The uncle really reacted, holding the moon bottle in hand, looking up to the sky and shouting:

"Hahaha, whoever has a mine in his family should take a step forward!"

"If my baby is broken into pieces, I will pay you the original price without any discount!"

The security guards didn't dare to come forward.

A monthly salary of three thousand is really not affordable.

The uncle was not satisfied with this, so he focused on Zhang Yang again:

"Come on, you are an expert and you have money. Can you give me a try?"

Just try it.

Zhang Yang is really not afraid.

Even if the item is broken, the compensation will be calculated based on the value of the item itself, not what the uncle says it is worth.

Just as Zhang Yang took a step forward, Teacher Dou across from him suddenly said loudly:
"Please let Master Zhang go and come to me if you need anything!"

"My family has money!"

???

Zhang Yang's pupils were slightly dilated, Teacher Dou, were you stimulated just now?

That's not right, he is an old expert. The National Treasure Gang he has encountered ranges from one thousand to eight hundred, and he will not break the defense so easily.

Could it be that he is playing some trick?

Zhang Yang looked at Teacher Dou and happened to look at him.

From the direction of the other person's eyes, Zhang Yang understood instantly.

This is trying to make things big.

In front of the appraisal table, the old man was already red and warm after being stimulated.

He stepped forward, half-leaning on the table, and raised the porcelain holder above his head with one hand, assuming the posture of Nuwa patching up the sky:
"Come on, come on, Mr. Dou, would you like to touch me?"

"In front of so many people, do you dare to admit that this is a real national treasure?"

"Today, I will be here to reveal the true face of your activity!"

Why are you criticizing the event I organized again?
Zhang Yang sighed in his heart. He was originally planning to watch the show for a while, but now it seems that he might as well forget it.

He turned around and walked towards the policeman on duty.

Uncle, would you like to know more about picking quarrels and causing trouble?
When Zhang Yang came back with the police, the fake blue and white moon vase had been broken to pieces.

The boss of the National Treasure Gang was slumped on the ground, slapping the floor and yelling.

In addition to greeting Mr. Dou's relatives and friends, he asked him to lose money.

When the police went up to ask questions, Zhang Yang patted Mao Shiqi on the shoulder and asked:

"Did they start fighting just now?"

"No, the two were quarreling. The expert suggested that he put his things down and talk slowly."

Mao Shiqi pointed to the old man on the ground and explained what just happened:

"Then the expert probably wanted to help him pick up the porcelain, but before he could do it, the thing fell directly to the ground."

"No, I think the expert threw it to the ground on purpose." Some enthusiastic viewers expressed different opinions.

This statement was also recognized by another aunt next to me.

The aunt muttered:

"Look at how miserable this old man is crying. Even if he bought a fake, he doesn't have to throw his things away, right? It's a pity."

"I see, this is a problem for experts..."

what?
Why are these words so confusing!
Zhang Yang frowned and looked at his aunt.

Wait, why is she holding a porcelain vase too?
If you look closely, you can see that it is also a replica produced in 2017, the same year as the National Treasure Gang.

Such a coincidence?
Zhang Yang calmly moved forward and looked carefully at the paint on the surface of the porcelain.

The blue and white hair colors are almost exactly the same.

The best thing is that Auntie's porcelain vase is the same as the moon-hugging vase. The six-character regular script inscription "Made in the Xuande Year of the Ming Dynasty" is written on the bottle.

And the word "virtue" above all has the horizontal line in the middle.

(Authentic German characters are missing one horizontal line)
Hahahaha... Zhang Yang couldn't help laughing in his heart.

That's it!

At the scene, the police had already lifted the uncle up from the ground and were preparing to take him away for investigation.

As a person involved, Teacher Dou would definitely have to go there.

Just as they were preparing to go to the police station, Mao Shiqi raised his hands in the crowd, indicating that everyone should look at him.

Someone has an announcement to make.

Zhang Yang blocked the way the aunt was leaving and said to the policeman on duty:
"There's another one!"

"She and this National Treasure Gang boss are together, and the fakes they bought are all from the same source."

"There may be something wrong with their purpose of coming here!"

……

One expert replaced two national treasure gangs.

Zhang Yang thought about it carefully afterwards and realized that he suffered a huge loss.

Because as soon as Teacher Dou left, his seat became vacant, and the place in front of Zhang Yang seemed particularly empty.

As soon as the place was empty, treasure friends thought that there was no need to queue here, so they immediately flocked over.

It doesn’t matter what kind of expert you are, and it doesn’t cost any money, just wait in line and take a look.

"Next person!"

Zhang Yang waved his hand feebly and took the opportunity to take a sip of water.

Today it was his turn to suffer.

"Teacher Zhang, I'm looking at the porcelain."

Baoyou is an old man wearing a little red riding hood. He looks gentle and gentle.Zhang Yang nodded and took the blue and white porcelain bowl handed over by the uncle.

Teacher Dou is away, so each expert has to share his work.

The blue and white bowl brought by the uncle is very unusual.

First of all, there are many cracks in the object itself, which were broken and connected with iron nails.

This is the "curium porcelain" in traditional crafts.

Iron nails that look like staples are called "cures." Ancient craftsmen used this method to repair broken porcelain.

What's interesting is that these curiums are also old things and belong to the same era as the "Daoguang Year System of the Qing Dynasty" written on the bottom.

It was repaired on the spot after it was broken.

The problem is, this is an official kiln!
Under normal circumstances, if the porcelain from the official kiln is broken, it must be buried directly.

Can the emperor use you to repair it?

But I don’t know why, but this porcelain bowl was collected and repaired by a caring person at that time.

【Ouch!Daoguang official kiln! 】

[It’s a pity that this curium is made of iron. It would be worth more if it were made of copper]

[It feels like the decoration on it is not complete. Maybe it’s not the same thing? 】

Zhang Yang also discovered the question raised in the barrage.

The blue and white porcelain from the official kiln should have complete patterns, such as the common lotus patterns and broken branches and fruit patterns.

But this one has a large area of ​​blank space.

There are also some headless, coral-like patterns.

Perhaps, this is not a blue and white bowl.

After Zhang Yang thought for a few seconds, he had the answer in his mind.

"Uncle, this is a blue and white bowl with dragon and phoenix patterns from the Daoguang official kiln."

"What is missing a lottery?" The uncle asked because he didn't understand.

"It's just blue and white multicolored porcelain without adding colors to it."

Zhang Yang pointed to the coral-like decorations and explained:
"These are the unfinished colorful dragons and the fins on the dragon's back."

"Blue and white are underglaze colors, and five colors are overglaze colors. The blue and white are burned first, and then the five colors are painted on top."

"This piece of yours broke into pieces after the blue and white flowers were burned."

"But I don't know who it is. I feel it's a pity and got angry again."

Zhang Yang actually had some guesses that he didn't say.

Even if this bowl with colorful dragon and phoenix patterns is broken, ordinary people cannot take it out and use it.

Because this is what the emperor uses.

But perhaps it is precisely because of the special identity of this bowl that this thing has been so completely preserved.

[Can a bowl without colorful paint still be called a blue and white bowl? 】

[Maybe there is a story behind this bowl]

[If there are stories, they are stories of ordinary people, and they are of no use at all]

[I feel this thing is only as valuable as the one underneath]

"Teacher, can you help me estimate the value of this thing?"

"If it were a complete blue and white five-color official kiln, it would be worth at least 30 yuan."

"If you miss the mark, give me a [-]% discount!"

"Ah...co-authored teacher, you analyzed it for a long time, is it worth 3 yuan?"

The uncle was very upright and spoke his mind.

Zhang Yang smiled awkwardly. Although this item was very rare, it really couldn't be sold at a high price.

Unless... someone is interested in the colorful craftsmanship of blue and white.

Because this piece of porcelain can completely show the state of the blue and white porcelain when it came out of the kiln for the first time after firing the underglaze.

Zhang Yang suddenly thought of someone, Tao Chang from Jingdi Town.

There are also Chen Yanguang and Hedong Group behind him.

They should be interested.

But he couldn't do such a thing as introducing buyers. What if he was regarded as the "second best car master"?
"Thirty thousand is the market price. If you are in a hurry to pay, can you find out more about it at the auction?"

……

【Is there another auction?I haven’t started saving money yet]

[I will go to the customer immediately to settle the payment. I must win this auction]

[Yanzu, tell me, are there any treasures that have been confirmed to be auctioned before? 】

"Don't bother me with any questions."

After detecting the keyword, Zhang Yang answered the question raised by the barrage:

"Before the auction starts, we will make a photo album for everyone."

When holding an auction in a first-tier city, no matter in terms of specifications or expected turnover, Linhai cannot compare.

Yongxing Auction Company even offered to do it more professionally.

It’s a good opportunity to launch their Shenghai brand in Guangdong Province.

This puts forward requirements on the quality and variety of the auction items.

Zhang Yang took a look at the potential auction items he had registered, and found that they were quite few.

At this time, his eyes lit up when the newly arrived treasure friend put something on the table.

A pure white conch with golden ornaments on it.

The constant reflection under the light makes people's eyes dazzled.

[Is this a magical conch? 】

[Tibetan Buddhism’s magical weapon—Dharma conch]

[Teacher, can you give me a blow?]

It's indeed a conch, but it can't be blown at all.

"Name: Tibetan Dharma Conch"

"Material: conch, copper, gold"

"Production time: 1838 (the 18th year of Daoguang)"

"Detailed information: A Tibetan Buddhist ritual instrument from the Qing Dynasty. The shell of this conch is finely polished, inlaid with gilt copper patterns, embossed with eight Buddhist emblems, and decorated with enamel beads on the edge. It may be a gift from the emperor."

Enamel beads?
Zhang Yang picked up the conch and saw that it was inlaid with colorful beads.

Looking at the decoration and craftsmanship, it is indeed as exquisite as an imperial vessel.

But Zhang Yang is more concerned about another issue:
“Can this thing blow?”

"I haven't tried it." The middle-aged treasure friend shook his head: "But I can hear the sound of waves from the conch."

"It is said that the light was given by an eminent monk, and it is very effective."

"You're too ridiculous. If you light up the conch shell, you can hear the sound of the waves. Then if you light up your mobile phone, can you hear it far ahead?"

(End of this chapter)