Live Appreciation, Congratulations to Brother

Chapter 8 I Should Be able to Find Him

interview me?
Zhang Yang was thinking how to refuse, but the moment he saw the camera in the cameraman's hand, his heart skipped a beat.

He suddenly remembered that his Yushu Linfeng face couldn't appear in the photo!

At least you can't show your face in videos or live broadcasts related to antiques, otherwise sharp-eyed people can tell at a glance that he has the same facial features and face shape as Douyin's "Master Zhang".

Zhang Yang quickly turned around, faced the counter and said loudly, "I want this pastel flower pot."

"Ah? This 2999, are you sure?" Fang Tiantian asked in surprise.

"Yes, I want it now."

Zhang Yang's tone was very affirmative, and at the same time he borrowed all the money that could be borrowed in the payment software, scraping together 3000 yuan.

Now I can only bite the bullet and buy it first, otherwise this leak may be intercepted and snatched by Master Qiu behind him.

Seeing that Zhang Yang was serious, Fang Tiantian also corrected her attitude.

She took out the flower pot, followed the sales process, turned on the video, and began to confirm:
"Please confirm, is it this?"

Zhang Yang took the flower pot, took a rough look at it, and found that there were no bumps, and the pastel painting on the flower pot was basically complete, so he was a little relieved.

"yes, I'm sure."

"Do you need a certificate issued by an appraisal agency? The certificate requires the porcelain to be sent for appraisal, and an appraisal fee is also required."

"You don't need a certificate, just wrap it up for me." Zhang Yang carefully put the things on the counter, and stretched out his mobile phone: "This is the payment code, can you scan it here?"

"Yes, I'll go get the money collection machine." The fat clerk also realized at this time, selling things is still a little more important than "going on TV", after all, the former can actually earn a share of the money.

"Little brother is so bold?" At this time, Master Qiu leaned over and said to Zhang Yang: "Familles are not old enough, so they are not worth much. Have you taken a fancy to them?"

"Please hurry up, I am in a hurry to catch the car."

Zhang Yang pretended not to hear what the person beside him said, pretending to be impatient and urged, and checked the time on his phone while talking.

Master Qiu got bored, turned his head and said to the cameraman: "This section is pinched", and then walked to other areas.

After Zhang Yang paid, he put the box containing the treasures into his bag, and suddenly felt that the schoolbag was heavy.

The flower pot is not heavy, but it is worth tens of thousands!
After Zhang Yang left, Master Qiu asked Fang Tiantian, "Did that little brother come here often?"

"No, he came here for the first time today." Fang Tiantian said with a smile: "When he came, he told me that he was going to pick up the leak."

"Catching leaks, hahahaha." Master Qiu couldn't help laughing. As a person who often releases leaking videos, more than half of the leaks he picked up were high-quality imitations, and the real ones couldn't be seen in the videos.

"What did he buy?"

"That's it." The fat clerk spread out the goods brochure, pointed to the "little pastel flowerpot" on it and said, "Actually, this morning, Mr. Wang, who is very authoritative in the antique circle, just came to our place. He had a look at all the porcelain and found nothing wrong with it."

"So the student who picked up the leak must have missed it, hahahaha." Her barbell-like laughter echoed throughout the antique shop.

At this time, a male voice with a bit of vicissitudes came from outside the door:

"Why are you so happy, little girl?"

Everyone looked up, only to see a middle-aged man in a suit and leather shoes, accompanied by a white-haired old man in a Tang suit, walking in.

It was this old man who spoke just now.

"Master Wang!" Fang Tiantian knew the old man, and hurriedly stood up to say hello.

"Hello, Master Wang." The fat clerk also stood up, a little embarrassed, and kept pinching her fingers.

This old man Wang has a close relationship with Boss Cao of the antique shop, and the two shop assistants dare not offend him.

"Haha, don't be nervous, I'm not a supervisor. Two girls, is your boss back?"

"Not yet, said he'd be back before we got off work."

"Oh, that's fine, I'll lead Jianye around first."

Master Wang rushed to the man beside him, and pointed to the grids with porcelain not far away: "Test your eyesight today, where do you go first to see if there are any good things."

"Okay, Uncle." After Wang Jianye replied, he accompanied Master Wang to the porcelain area.

Seeing this, the two shop assistants quickly followed.

At this time, Master Qiu also found out the real identity of this Master Wang on the Internet—the honorary president of the Huaxia Cultural Relics Society, a national treasure appraiser, and once served as the general consultant of the "Treasure Hunt" program.

Such a character may not be seen even in Beijing, but he did not expect to meet him in Linhai, a second-tier internet celebrity city.

It was the first time Master Qiu saw such a character, so he quickly followed with his team.

……

"Eh? What about the things in this grid?"

When Master Wang got closer and could see each grid clearly, he realized something was wrong.

"What's wrong?" Wang Jianye asked hurriedly.

Master Wang didn't speak, but looked at the two clerks, pointed to the empty grid and asked, "Both, what's here?"

"This one just sold out." The fat clerk said truthfully, "It was about 10 minutes before you came."

"Is it such a coincidence?" Master Wang expressed regret, "How many thousands did you sell?"

How much?
This question shocked the hearts of all the people present except Wang Jianye.

"This is sold according to our boss's price, three... two thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine." Fang Tiantian's voice became smaller and smaller.

"Ah..." Master Wang seemed to want to marvel, but felt that something was wrong, and finally said in a flat tone: "It seems that someone who knows things has been here."

"The one who bought that pastel flower pot is a college student." Master Qiu finally had a chance to insert his mouth.

"you are?"

"I am the up owner of Xiaopozhan. I was there when the thing was sold just now." Master Qiu said with a smile, and at the same time quietly signaled the people behind him to quickly record the video. Now he is communicating with a real master in the antique industry!

"Master Wang, is that pastel flower pot worth much?" He took the opportunity to find a topic.

"It's generally valuable." Master Wang stroked the beard on his chin and said, "It may be the pastels from the Xianfeng period. In terms of artistic value and price, although it is not as good as the pastels of Yongzheng and Qianlong, if it is auctioned, it should not be able to fetch [-] yuan."

"Also." The old man's tone suddenly changed: "The flower pot may have been produced by JDZ's imperial kiln during the Xianfeng period."

"Because of the Taiping Army, the imperial kiln of JDZ was destroyed in 1853, and it was never fired again. Therefore, during the Xianfeng Dynasty, the number of porcelain made was extremely limited, and the handed down products were extremely rare."

"That's still a square cutter, naturally less."

"Oh!" Master Wang sighed, his face full of regret.

As for the fact that he deliberately kept it and didn't buy it, and wanted to bring his nephew to test his eyesight, and make some fame for the younger generation by the way, because he didn't think it was necessary to talk about it, he kept it secret.

But the information he revealed was enough to make other people's jaw drop.

Especially Fang Tiantian, when she heard "one hundred thousand", she felt like her brain was going to shut down.

Zhang Yang's sentence "Hello, I want to pick up the leak", like magic, kept playing in her mind in a loop.

"Is that man really a college student?" Looking at his uncle's expression, Wang Jianye hurriedly asked.

He already had the idea of ​​buying something back from the young buyer.

"Yes, Tiantian has seen the school badge on the other party's schoolbag." The fat clerk quickly replied: "You think so, Tiantian?"

"Tiantian? Fang Tiantian!"

"Ah! Yes, that person is from Linhai University, I should be able to find him!"

(End of this chapter)