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Chapter 235: Insulting the Song Dynasty

"Ay Ya I gi!"

Wei Fuguang slapped his forehead and looked at Zhang Yang with a bitter look on his face:
"Brother Yang, why don't we just go to the next store?"

He had watched Zhang Yang's live broadcast and knew that among the bronzes, there was only one genuine one.

After all, the old village chief used to be a cadre, so it was impossible that he didn't know that the bronze tripod was a national treasure.

To move out so openly is to treat his old Wei family as fools!
"Young man, don't worry."

Zhang Yang stepped forward and, together with Librarian He, took over the bronze tripod.

It's quite heavy. It's an important weapon of the country, so you have to take a good look at it.

"Can this thing be real?"

Wei Fuguang muttered and stepped forward in disbelief.

But he thought that before entering the village, Zhang Yang asked him if there was an ancient tomb, and suddenly a glimmer of hope ignited.

What if it came out of the tomb?
Next to the big tripod, the old village chief had already begun to introduce the origin of the things:
"This is passed down from my ancestors..."

After Zhang Yang listened, Youyou asked:
"Then old man, your surname must be Ji, right?"

"Eh? Why do you, a young man, curse at others?"

"No, I'm asking you if your surname is Ji." Zhang Yang pointed to the inscription inside the cauldron and explained: "It is recorded on it that this is the cauldron of Emperor Zhou."

"The emperor of the Zhou Dynasty was named Ji."

"His surname is Wei." Wei Fuguang said angrily: "I mean, village chief, you are also a retired cadre after all. Why are your consciousness so low?"

"You're using this fake thing to deceive my third uncle? Do you think he's a fool?"

Cousin:? ? ?
"How do I know if it's true or false?" the old village chief said with a straight face: "Do you want to buy it or not?"

"Buy it." Zhang Yang replied with a smile.

Before coming, he took lessons from Master Wang.

Although some uncles and aunties use fake products to deceive people, some people of their kind are also victims.

Many fakes were made earlier, when some people who went to the countryside to receive goods exchanged fake antiques for their genuine items.

The only blame is that Zhang Yang was born too late.

If you were born 30 years earlier, what else can you do to others?

Anyway, in the countryside, if you encounter something like this, even if it is fake, don’t rush to point it out first.

When dealing with uncles and aunts, you must be able to keep your composure, so that they can bring out the really good stuff at the bottom of the box.

"Then..." The old village chief held out five fingers: "If you don't have five thousand, I won't sell it!"

"It's okay, the price is not urgent." Zhang Yang stopped Wei Fuguang who was about to speak: "Is there anything else?"

He also specifically pointed to the pottery jars from the Republic of China filled with water in the corner.

"I'd pay 200 yuan for a jar like that."

"Really?"

"You don't believe me, don't you believe the Wei family? The rich people in Linhai all drive Mercedes-Benz." Zhang Yang patted the tool man Wei Fuguang on the shoulder and said.

"Okay." The old village chief nodded: "I'll get some more."

……

While the old village chief was taking the things, everyone except Zhang Yang walked to the courtyard wall and observed the jars from the late Qing Dynasty.

"It is indeed an old thing." Librarian He analyzed it seriously.

"But this thing is a little dirty."

Wei Fuguang just came up and smelled the water in the jar. It had a faint smell.

At this moment, he was feeling nauseated and urged his cousin to smell it too.

Zhang Yang really couldn't stand it anymore, turned his head and waited quietly for the old village chief to come out.

The old man was even more troubled this time, and it took him several minutes, but he also took out more things.

The first thing handed to Zhang Yang was a drawer full of customs coupons.

In modern times, this thing is so painful that even wiping your butt is uncomfortable.

But now, a regular version can be sold for twenty.

It's worth money.

Of course Zhang Yang was too lazy to accept such a bargain, but someone might be interested.

"Awei, come here to collect the customs clearance tickets..."

"You separate the money by edition and look for any rare varieties."

After arranging Wei Fuguang's arrangements, Zhang Yang started to look at the second thing the old village chief took out.

A rosewood carving of Ganoderma lucidum.The carving is pretty good, and it's so shiny that it looks old at first glance.

As expected, the old village chief still has some wealth.

"This is a small-leaf red sandalwood ornament from the late Qing Dynasty."

Zhang Yang raised three fingers:

"I can give you 3000 yuan."

Zhang Yang felt that he was very conscientious by voluntarily quoting this price.

If you are serious about picking up leaks, you should wait for the seller to make an offer first, and then he will give it to you.

But Zhang Yang bought this red sandalwood ornament with no intention of selling it, and planned to put it on the desktop of his office.

Something that feels very expert.

When the old village chief heard the quotation, he frowned and shook his head:

"Last month there was a person who received the goods and paid [-] yuan, but I didn't sell it."

Thirty thousand?

This price instantly attracted everyone in the yard to this Ruyi.

"Is it the one with long hair last time?" my cousin asked.

"Yes, that's him. I didn't quote the price randomly. There were people at the scene at the time."

It's not the price that the uncle lied about?

Zhang Yang smiled helplessly.

This is what Master Wang said, a disgusting dealer!
The buyer must have also taken a fancy to the red sandalwood Ruyi, but wanted to make more money, so he deliberately quoted an obviously inflated price and frustrate the old village chief.

When the uncle fails to sell it, his accomplices will come and take it away at a low price.

Zhang Yang couldn't buy it for three thousand this time. Maybe he would take it away with five hundred in half a month.

Of course this cannot make the dealers wish!
"Librarian He, leave the phone number with him."

"Uncle, when will you figure it out in the future? If you are willing to sell it for three thousand, just make this call."

After leaving the phone call, Zhang Yang continued to look at the third treasure collected by the old village chief.

You can tell at a glance that it is a bronze mirror from "Shukeng".

The back of the bronze mirror is engraved with the picture "Ox looking at the moon":

An ox nestled on the ground, looking back at the crescent moon in the clouds.

(There are also documents called "Wu Niu gasping for the moon" pattern)

There is a red rope attached to the middle button, which was obviously tied by the old village chief himself.

"This bronze mirror is so beautiful!" Wei Fuguang stopped what he was doing, tilted his head and exclaimed in wonder.

"It's really nice."

Zhang Yang nodded, but his attention was focused on the inscription around the bronze mirror:

[Supervisor of Liaodong Road Transfer Department, Guan Xianpinglu...]

I can't see the last four words clearly, but the general meaning is clear:
This is a bronze mirror made by the Liaodong Road government in the Jin Dynasty as a reward for the people below.

Looking at the patterns on the back of the bronze mirror, the meaning is different.

"Wu Niu Panting the Moon" refers to the fact that the buffaloes in the Jianghuai area are afraid of heat. When they see the moon at night, they think it is the sun and they pant involuntarily.

This is somewhat similar to the meaning of "frightened bird".

The government of the Jin people carved this pattern on the back of the bronze mirror and gave it to the officers and soldiers underneath. The meaning is:

When Song Bing saw Jin Bing, he was as frightened as a frightened bird or a Wu Niu panting at the moon!
Even the cultural relics are insulting the Song Dynasty...

Zhang Yang thought for a while, he had to buy this thing back, because it might be rated as a third-level cultural relic!
When word gets out, it will be revealed that "Director Zhang rescued it from the private sector", how meaningful it is!
"Old village chief, how much do you want to sell this bronze mirror?"

"Three thousand."

"I bought five thousand!" A heroic voice came from Zhang Yang's ear.

"Awei, you bought it, do you want to donate it?" Zhang Yang asked, squinting his eyes.

"Ah? Brother Yang, isn't this a cultural relic?" Wei Fuguang was a little belatedly aware.

"Okay, I'll do it." Zhang Yang patted Wei Fuguang's shoulder.

Go to the countryside with me to collect the goods. You can't take what I won't give you.

"Old village chief, I'll pay three thousand for this bronze mirror, and I'll also give you a free lifetime ticket to the Hailin Museum."

"If you have a chance, go and take a look. This mirror will be displayed inside."

(End of this chapter)