Live Appreciation, Congratulations to Brother

Chapter 306 Your name is Yorick, right?
"Sell it to me?"

A few months ago, Zhang Yang must have thought that the father and son were here to cause trouble.

How much does the appraised item cost, and how much does the anchor have to spend to buy it?There is no such argument.

But now... is there such a good thing?
Zhang Yang has no worries about sales. No matter how unpopular the items are, he can slowly put them up for sale at auctions. If one session doesn't work, then there will be two auctions. As long as the items are genuine, there will always be people who know the goods and spend money.

"If you sincerely want to sell it, bring this thing over to No. 11, Wenbo Road, Guanhai District, Linhai City, tell the security guard my name at the warehouse, and we can trade it offline."

Hearing Zhang Yang's words, Baoyou's father didn't believe it at all. He sneered and said:
"You made up this address, right? Even if this place really exists, if we can't find you when we go there, won't we still have to pay for travel expenses?"

"Let's do this. You will advance the air tickets to us first, and we will return it to you when the transaction is completed."

Oops, quite alert!

Zhang Yang thought for a while, and if he bought this white marble flower stand for 60 yuan, he should make a profit of more than [-] yuan.

Thousands of dollars for air tickets?No big deal, just let Librarian He make arrangements.

He wanted to agree, but Baoyou couldn't hold himself any longer and asked in a somewhat irritable tone:

"Dad, what do you want to do?"

After waiting in line at Zhang Yang's place for several days, Baoyou certainly knew Master Zhang's abilities, and also knew that if his own father allowed him to show off, he would be included in a short video tomorrow.

He quickly changed the subject:

"Didn't you say that when you bought this flower stand, you bought it as white marble?"

"Why did the teacher say it was white marble, but you didn't believe it?"

"What happened to the white marble?" Baoyou's father was a little confused: "I have sold several pieces of this kind of stuff to you, Uncle Li. How can it be so valuable as this anchor said?"

"Look at what people on the Internet say, this is valuable and that is valuable. Some people say that pigweed in rural areas is a precious medicinal material. Do you believe them?"

[There is a saying, and it is true that people on the Internet often have these things in their hands, please pay attention]

[No need to ask, Uncle Li must be a good brother of Baoyou’s father.
[I feel that the anchor’s criticism was completely caused by those unscrupulous colleagues]

[These two father and son have to break up]

"Hey, you two, I'm still here?" Zhang Yang reminded the father and son: "Do you have anything else you want to identify? If not, I will connect with my next treasure friend?"

When he heard that the other party had sold several white marble sculptures at a low price, he knew that the matter here was definitely not simple.

At least this "Uncle Li"'s backstab was indispensable. I guess Baoyou had a headache, so he proposed to end the chain of wheat.

But Baoyou had no such plan, he responded repeatedly:

"There are some."

Then he turned to his father:
"Dad, you go ahead and do your work. I'll finish identifying these things first."

"Don't work in vain. These anchors on the Internet now have human faces and animal hearts. Just like the scholar your mother likes to watch, won't they be investigated..."

Baoyou’s father still wanted to beep, but he didn’t expect to directly tell Baoyou that he was worried:
"Please stop making trouble...Mom, can you come over and take my dad away!"

In the live broadcast room, Zhang Yang listened to Baoyou's words and looked at the cold jokes on the barrage, and he laughed out loud.

Fortunately, the last choice of "asking mom to suppress dad" worked, and Baoyou's father left the scene with heavy steps.

"Teacher, teacher, are you still there?"

"Yes, just show me the next thing."

"Thank you for your hard work, Teacher." Baoyou turned the camera: "This stone pillar was left by my grandfather..."

Compared with the white marble flower stand just now, these two stone pillars are much rougher, about one meter high, with the mouth of a bowl as thin as a bowl, and they are carved with some patterns of white cranes and auspicious clouds.

As Baoyou said, these two stone pillars were cut from the complete stone railings, with sections on the sides. They have been placed in the yard for a long time, and some moss has grown on them.

"This is the most common bluestone sculpture. It is made of the same material as the floor tiles in your yard."

"That's not worth it, is it?"

"You can't say that. After all, your two pillars are from the mid-Qing Dynasty, and they are in pretty good condition. Someone with good knowledge can probably pay 1 yuan each."

【real or fake?Can a bluestone-carved pillar be sold for [-]? 】

[There is an ancient temple from the Ming Dynasty in my hometown, and there are pillars like this inside]

[Is the anchor’s pricing a bit too high?]

"The price of stone carvings depends on the carver, dear friends."

Zhang Yang explained the price issue to Danmu and Baoyou.

Nowadays, many scenic spots and temples have such aged stone railings. If you are really crazy and think those things are valuable and steal them, that would be bad.

"I don't know if you have seen the stone mills in the countryside and the big stone rollers used to level the drying ground."

"Many of those items are from the late Qing Dynasty. There are even stone mills from the Ming Dynasty in some isolated villages, but the market price of the items is as high as 1000 yuan."

"Why? Because there is no craftsmanship."

"Isn't it true that even if it's bluestone, as long as it's of age and carving, it can still be sold for a lot of money?" Baoyou asked.

"Of course!"

As soon as Zhang Yang finished answering, Baoyou was already impatiently continuing to show off.

Seeing this, Zhang Yang took advantage of the situation and commanded the other party.

Baoyou’s family indeed has ancestral stone carving skills. There are old stone lions everywhere in the yard, and there are even some Afghan jade Buddha statues.

But what Zhang Yang is looking for is a valuable bluestone sculpture to set an example for his friends and the audience.

"Stop, stop, stop, just the pair of square door pillows."

"Is this thing valuable?" Baoyou told Zhang Yang with some doubts: "This was bought by my neighbor in my old hometown for 200 yuan when the old house was demolished."

The so-called door pillow stone is the stone at the bottom of both sides of the wooden door of an ancient old house, usually in the shape of a drum.

The door between the two door pillows is the main door, guiding guests into the house.

Zhang Yang believed what Baoyou said, because there was heavy earthen on the door pillows, which was probably used in earthen houses of a certain age.

"Are you still in contact with your neighbors?"

"No more, they moved to other provinces."

"That's okay. If you can't contact me, don't contact me. These old things from the middle of the Qing Dynasty are worth at least 6 yuan now."

[The price in the mid-Qing Dynasty was [-]?There are a lot of this kind of things in my hometown]

[Every old house has this kind of door pillow stone]

[Baoyou may really need to seriously consider selling to the anchor]

[Stop driving up prices, anchor]

[I am the neighbor of this treasure friend. I will refund you 200 yuan and return the things to me]

"Friend Bao, please show them the carvings on it, otherwise these people won't know what the value is."

Under Zhang Yang’s command, the most essential part of the entire door pillow was displayed in front of everyone:

Two potted plants are carved on the inside, and two auspicious animals are carved on the front...

After hundreds of years of wind and frost, the decoration has not been damaged and is still clearly visible.

"This kind of bluestone carving for door pillows is relatively cheap. If it's a half-person-high stone lion placed at the door, it costs 20 yuan for one from Jiaqing."

"Is 20 also a bluestone sculpture?" Baoyou asked.

"Of course, the white marble stone lion is a million-level treasure." Zhang Yang said with emotion: "Didn't there be thieves before who specially went to the uninhabited villages in the mountains to steal things? These things they stole looked very ordinary. stone carvings, but the price is not low at all.”

……

Time passed quickly, and Zhang Yang helped more than a dozen treasure friends who bought jade jewelry on Double Eleven to appraise their goods.

Most of them have been cut off, especially those who buy Hetian jade from online celebrity stores.

But the one who suffered the worst loss was an aunt who bought a gold bracelet. The big gold bracelet she bought for 9999 turned out to be gold-plated. She was so angry that she almost fainted on the spot.Due to aesthetic fatigue, Zhang Yang took a 5-minute break to relax.

"Okay, where is the next treasure friend?"

Zhang Yang casually glanced at the information in the waiting list, and was stunned by the ID of the next treasure friend:
[Live broadcast on the 17th to dig up people’s ancestral graves]

???

He quickly glanced at the date in the lower right corner of the computer desktop. It was the 17th. Isn't that today?

The key word is, digging "other people's" ancestral graves is definitely not moving the ancestral graves of one's own family.

Zhang Yang thought to himself, isn't that just tomb robbing?

He immediately stood up and applauded:
"Welcome with applause, brothers of Lao Jiumen!"

After the connection was connected, the other party was indeed connected outdoors, and the camera was even facing a small excavator.

In front of the excavator is a hill covered with grass, a bit like a tomb.

In the cockpit, the master was drinking tea and seemed to be about to start work.

"It turns out you are the brother who moved mountains. I wonder which cousin you are from?"

[That’s awesome, live broadcast using an excavator to dig graves]

[Can this be broadcast?Won't the live broadcast room be closed? 】

[The threshold for complete work is a bit too high now. Such a small excavator can dig for 600 yuan an hour]

After hearing Zhang Yang's words, Baoyou raised his hands in the air to say hello, was stunned for a moment and said:
"I'm not a tomb robber!"

"Then are you... at the construction site?"

"No." Baoyou shook his head and said, "This is my family's field."

"Because all the elders in my family have left and farming is not profitable, I went to Guancheng to work last year."

"I originally wanted to come back during the Chinese New Year this year and rent out the fields, but I didn't expect that five more tombs suddenly appeared in the fields..."

Baoyou showed Zhang Yang the five tombs he mentioned.

Right in front of the excavator, there are five soil bags of about the same size.

There are no monuments or traces of sacrifices.

Those who didn’t know thought it was a grave mound from dozens or hundreds of years ago.

"This is a bit immoral... Whose grave is this? Didn't anyone tell you?" Zhang Yang asked curiously.

Although I don’t know why Baoyou wants to connect with himself, but looking at this posture, combined with the opponent’s ID, it is obvious that there is something interesting.

When the excavator master takes action, there may be the first live broadcast of grave digging since the establishment of Douyin.

As a peer in a sense, Zhang Yang was hesitant to observe.

"No one told me. I asked in the village, but no one paid attention to me. The person who rented the land will come to inspect it soon, so I can only dig directly."

"I came because someone in the live broadcast room said that the job of digging graves is all funny, but Master Zhang is the best at it and asked me to consult you, so I came here."

"The grave I dug... bah bah bah, I don't dig graves. What I mean is that the knowledge I know about digging graves is a bit different from the new graves you have now. I only know the ones that are hundreds of years old. .”

"Oh!" Baoyou seemed to understand: "That may be my headline. I wrote about digging ancestral graves, but these are five new graves, which are different from the ones you dug, teacher."

"How about I just change my name to Yorick."

"...Um, let's skip this topic for now. Are you going to dig now?" Zhang Yang asked.

"Wait a minute, let me take a look."

"Damn it, why are there suddenly more than 1 viewers?!" Baoyou exclaimed.

"Maybe they are all grave diggers." Zhang Yang put his hand on his forehead and said awkwardly.

Obviously, these were the audience in his live broadcast room, and they went to the person involved to join in the fun.

[Isn’t it illegal to dig up other people’s ancestral graves?]

[Yeah, isn’t there some kind of crime of insulting a corpse?]

[If you dig a grave and don't pry open the coffin, how can you insult the corpse? 】

[We don’t allow burials here. If you are buried, you will be dug up. I have never heard that it is illegal]

[It’s better to consult a lawyer]

[Lawyers don’t dare to say anything. I know the law and I’ll tell you, you can dig graves that occupy cultivated land at will.]

Zhang Yang glanced at his live broadcast room and saw that the barrage had turned into a mess.

The situation on Baoyou's side is simply unimaginable.

But after all, he was a ruthless person who was broadcasting live broadcasts of digging graves. He didn't care what the barrage said at all. He waved his hand lightly: Excavator attacks!

The target has been locked, there are five enemy graves, dig them out!
At this time, even if Zhang Yang wanted to leave, the audience in the live broadcast room would not let him.

The first few shovels of the excavator went down, but nothing happened. Halfway through the pile of earth on the ground, a clang was heard.

It's the sound of metal clashing against each other.

Found something!
The master immediately stopped and called Baoyou to come forward and check.

I saw many green utensils half-buried in the dug grave, densely packed.

Funeral goods?
Zhang Yang looked carefully and saw that they were all copper tripods with exactly the same size and shape.

The green rust on it has not yet finished growing, and in some parts, the original golden color of the copper can be seen.

"Teacher, have I dug up a national treasure?" Baoyou was a little scared.

"You said one less word, and you have dug into the National Treasure Gang."

"Just call the police. These are all bronzes that were just cast last year. They are buried in the ground and left here to be aged. If you dig this grave, you can at least help the big guys in the antique market save millions. It’s such a blessing!”

[Nothing wrong, merit +1]

[This is much better than ancestral graves, and there is no psychological pressure at all when digging them]

[These fakes are so funny. I naively thought it would be safe to pretend to be a grave]

[It is recommended to check the nearby copperware factory, it may not be from formal channels]

……

A few days later, Baoyou, who had changed his name to [Gongde+10086], sent a private message to Zhang Yang in the background, telling him that a total of more than 300 items had been excavated from the five graves.

Basically, if you dig out half of the mound, you can see that it is filled with green bronze vessels.

And they are buried layer by layer, and each grave is different.

very professional!

But because there is farmland nearby, there is no surveillance, and the grave has been around for a long time, so it is impossible to find out who did it.

After saying this, he consulted Zhang Yang:
"Teacher, tell me, those people who bury the copperware here and make fakes will destroy my crops if they find that the items are not there when they come back!"

Zhang Yang gave a mature suggestion based on his own experience fighting against the National Treasure Gang:
"This is not easy. You ask the person who rents your land to buy an outdoor camera casing, hang it on a telephone pole on the roadside, and keep it safe. When those people come to the scene, they can escape faster than anyone else!"

After replying to Baoyou's message at the studio door, Zhang Yang dialed Tang Qiyun's phone:

"Xiao Tang, where are you?"

"Didn't we agree to meet your uncle today?"

Tang Qiyun's embarrassed voice came from the phone:

"Boss, uncle heard that you wanted to see him, so he insisted on coming over. We are already downstairs in the company!"

(End of this chapter)