Live Appreciation, Congratulations to Brother

Chapter 64

"I don't know if there is anything very criminal here!"

Looking at the dazzling array of bronze wares, Zhang Yang thought to himself.

I'm definitely not here to pick up on leaks.

If he just had the idea of ​​making money by picking up leaks, he didn't have to go into the alley at all just now.

Because whether it is the quantity of genuine products or the value of "leakage", these green embroidered objects in front of you are not high.

Bronze ware is not allowed to be bought and sold in China; but it is allowed in foreign countries. People even sell the rope used to hang themselves, so cultural relics are nothing.

Zhang Yang looked at the overseas auction prices in the past few years on the Internet, and the cheap ones are only more than [-] yuan for the kind of wine King Zhou drinks.

With an inscription, the price doubles to three times.

Even if the bronze tripod known as a heavy vessel is in good condition, if there are not many inscriptions, it will be in the early 200s.

The value of things is completely inconsistent with the sentence.

But what Zhang Yang wants now is just the feeling of finding out the real bronze with his own hands.

money?That Arhat statue has already earned enough for today's appearance fee.

"Mr. Huang, shall we watch together, or act alone?"

Of course Zhang Yang wanted to do it alone, lest the two people around him find out that he was "abnormal".

But before he started, he still asked Mr. Huang, in case there were any unwritten rules here.

There are really caveats to this question.

Teacher Huang took out a pair of white gloves from the cloth bag and handed them over:

"You take this."

"Some bronzes are dyed and may be poisonous. Even if they are not poisonous, they may have been soaked in feces and water. It is better to be careful."

The old rivers and lakes are the old rivers and lakes, and there are indeed things. The cloth bag is like a treasure bag, and the preparatory work has been done well.

Zhang Yang thanked him, took the gloves and put them on, and ran straight to the nearest booth.

Wang Jianye and Teacher Huang stayed where they were.

While Zhang Yang was studying the bronze wares on the booth, the two chatted.

"What is the origin of Zhang Yang? Your uncle told me that he is half of his direct disciple. When did you accept it? Why don't I know?" Teacher Huang asked curiously.

"Uncle Huang, you may not believe it, and I don't know either." Wang Jianye shook his head with a smile.

"Uncle Ni didn't hint at you?"

"It does exist." Wang Jianye nodded: "Uncle told me that in terms of antique appraisal, I guess I will never have a chance to catch up with Zhang Yang in this life."

"Having a good relationship with Zhang Yang will save you a lot of detours."

"Is it so strange..."

When Mr. Huang heard Wang Jianye's words, his eyes on Zhang Yang gradually became sharper.

……

The first stall owner that Zhang Yang approached was a middle-aged man wearing a jet-black felt hat and a shabby coat. He looked a bit like Brother Sharp and had a story to tell.

"Little boy, what do you want to buy?" the stall owner asked, with an authentic northeast accent.

"just looking around!"

Zhang Yang casually said something perfunctory, his eyes already scanning the booth.

This booth is filled with small appliances, the biggest one is a bronze tripod about the size of a casserole.

Seeing Zhang Yang's white gloves, the stall owner gave a "tsk".

"Your gloves are professional, why don't you try them?"

As he said that, he directly lifted the largest cauldron with one hand, and was about to pass it to Zhang Yang.

"No need, no need." Zhang Yang quickly waved his hand.

This kind of thing is so heavy that it takes a lot of effort to lift it.

What's more, what flowers can be seen on a broken bronze tripod "made in Fuyang" that was manufactured the year before last?
Although Zhang Yang refused, the stall owner didn't put the tripod down immediately, instead he frowned slightly.

"It doesn't make sense!"

"Could it be that this kid is fake?"

When Zhang Yang came in, he brought two "followers" with him, and he had already fallen into the eyes of the stall owners at the door.

Coupled with his young appearance, he was immediately identified as "the rich second generation who came to give money".

Why wouldn't such a person be tempted by such a real bronze tripod?
The stall owner is weird.

What he held in his hand was not an ordinary fake, but a high-end "budget".

On the plain old copperware, old thin copper sheets are pasted, without scanning X-rays, normal naked eyes can't see the fake at all.

"Brother, this tripod is familiar, authentic, and certified."

The stall owner tried again and handed the things to Zhang Yang.

This time Zhang Yang took it, but he didn't even look at it, and put it back to its original place.

"Brother, I can't tell, you are quite stubborn." Zhang Yang said with a smile.

He casually picked up a uniquely shaped bronze beast from the booth.

If you look carefully, it was produced three years ago, and "477 BC" is engraved on the bottom.

This is out of the category of counterfeiting, it can be regarded as abstract art.

In the next few minutes, people came and went in front of the stall, Zhang Yang looked at the bronze wares displayed on the stall in a daze under the unclear eyes of the stall owner.

The oldest one is the same age as Zhang Yang himself, and it just left the factory 20 years ago.

It is indeed a bronze with an authenticity rate of one in ten thousand!
"Brother, do you have any more? You only have dozens of items, and I don't seem to be satisfied!"

Zhang Yang said unsatisfactorily.

However, when his words fell into the ears of the stall owner, it was equivalent to:
"You are all fake, is there any truth?"

The fake antique dealer also has self-respect, he waved his hand directly:
"It's gone, it's gone, if you don't like it, go to someone else's house to see it."

"Okay! It's the first time I've seen a chasing guest."

Zhang Yang stood up, stomped his feet, his squatting legs were a little numb.

Standing up this time, I happened to see that behind the stall owner, there was a small bamboo basket with a woven bag inside, containing many fragments of bronze wares.

Bronze fragments are also valuable as long as they bear inscriptions.

But Zhang Yang was not in a hurry, but secretly kept it in his heart.

After spending more than an hour, he finally found the real thing - a short fragment of a bronze sword, which should be the location of the sword spine.

But the stall owner only had one item, which he said he bought from a scrap collector.

No matter how much information there is, people won't give it away.

"It's a pity, if this is a whole sword, it will be perfect today."

Zhang Yang repeatedly played with the fragment in his hand.

When he walked up to Wang Jianye and was about to hand over the things first, he suddenly thought of something.

"What's the matter? Zhang Yang." Wang Jianye asked.

"It's okay, you take this thing first."

Zhang Yang stuffed the fragments into Wang Jianye's hands, turned around and walked towards the original stall owner.

"Brother?" He walked up to him and said with a smile.

Without looking up, the stall owner replied:

"Bronze tripod, 88, including a certificate..."

"I want to see those fragments!" Zhang Yang directly explained the purpose of coming after the other party finished speaking.

The stall owner raised his head, saw Zhang Yang, was taken aback for a moment, and then said coldly:
"If you look at it and don't buy it, what's so good about it?"

Talking nunuzui, he pointed to his mobile phone on the stand.

Zhang Yang took a glance and found that in the above chat group, many people were saying:

[The person who only touched but didn't buy went to Lao Fang's stall]
[Does this kind of person have some kind of fetish! ]
[I was the first person to see everything on the stall without even asking the price]
[Could it be plainclothes police?The two followers of that person are blocking the entrance of the alley, maybe they are afraid that we will escape]
[note?Could my Brother Crow be afraid of them? ]
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