Live Appreciation, Congratulations to Brother

Chapter 88 [Seeking the first order] Anti-counterfeit special session

At the other end of the video, Che Lijun kept changing his sitting posture, as if the chair didn't fit his butt.

This nationally renowned expert in bronze ware identification is very uncomfortable now.

According to common sense, in view of the past friendship and the face of those RMB, he should stand firmly behind Cheng Zongyin and support him.

But the barrage in the live broadcast room is really scary.

【say!Bronze experts speak! 】

[You say this is a replica, so where is the real one? 】

[A nest of snakes and rats, experts?I bother! 】

[Found it, this person is a researcher of the Capital Museum, report him directly]

【Brothers, rush him】

Che Lijun doesn't care about barrage or scolding, but he really can't stand the "box deterrence".

If he was reported by so many people, if his unethical behavior is found out, his suspension will be considered light, and he may even be jailed.

Che Lijun didn't dare to speak hard and make fun of his freedom for the rest of his life.

He looked at the half-smile expression on Zhang Yang's face, and realized that he still had a chance to get rid of it, so he quickly said:
"Wrong, wrong, I read wrong."

"This is not the bronze carriage I identified. There is no relationship between the two."

"Huh?" Cheng Zongyin's eyes widened in surprise.

"Mr. Che, stop joking, have you forgotten this certificate?"

He handed Zhang Yang the authentication certificate issued by Che Lijun and signed by him.

Zhang Yang was very cooperative and helped him show the certificate in front of the camera.

Che Lijun denied the appraisal and let Zhang Yang know that the master had surrendered in order to save face.

Now Cheng Zongyin still doesn't give up, if he wants to die, understand, of course he must be fulfilled.

Che Lijun adjusted his glasses, looked at the appraisal certificate carefully, and explained:

"This signature seems to be written by me, but I really don't remember authenticating this thing. Maybe someone forged my signature!"

With a "snap", a "false identification certificate" shit pot was buckled on Cheng Zongyin's head.

The latter is directly anxious:

"Che Lijun, look carefully! This is the bronze carriage that we asked you to look at last month when we were at the Victoria Nightclub!"

Hearing the time, place and other detailed information, Mr. Che was a little flustered, and denied it categorically:

"What Victoria's Secret, I have never been to that kind of place, let alone help you identify this bronze carriage!"

After he finished speaking, he didn't even want to give Cheng Zongyin a chance to speak, so he left immediately:

"Zhang Yang, I still have something to do, so I'll leave first, we two brothers, we will get together later when we have time."

"Brothers in the live broadcast room, I'm sorry! Another day, another day I will go offline to find Zhang Yang, and together with him, I will hold a special bronze show for everyone."

After that, he didn't care about the reactions of Zhang Yang and the barrage, and directly disconnected the connection.

……

At the museum site, Zhang Yang spread out his hands and looked at the three Cheng family father and son opposite.

Cheng Zongyin stopped talking and kept wiping the sweat from his forehead.

At this time, a vicissitudes of life and a strong hand patted the shoulder of the boss of the Cheng family.

"Researcher Zhang, we were deceived by Che Lijun, who promised to issue an appraisal certificate, so we bought this bronze carriage."

"Now it seems that he and the person who sold our things may be in the same group."

At a critical moment, Cheng Deyi, the father of the Cheng family, spoke up, wanting to forcibly characterize the matter as "Che Lijun fraud".

Mr. Che, who had just disconnected from the mic, was still watching the reaction of the barrage in the live broadcast room. When he heard the words that turned black and white, he almost spit out old blood.

"He slandered me!"

Che Lijun immediately clicked "Apply for Lianmai" under the live broadcast page. He wanted to defend his reputation, but a reminder to send fans a light card popped up.

"Zhang Yang's Live Appreciation, Lian Mai even charges money?"

Teacher Che was very unbalanced. When he was young, he used to go offline to appraise treasures, and he only cared about the boxed lunch.

Not wanting to spend a penny on the Internet, he decided to post a barrage, and was delighted to find that there was already an Internet mouthpiece in the live broadcast room, helping him to speak out what was in his heart.

【This old man has done a good job】

[I just said it now, the person who obviously bullied Teacher Che has left]

[Teacher Che is gone?It's too sudden]

[The dead rest in peace, Mr. Che is going well all the way]

"How can the barrage spread rumors!" Che Lijun was anxious, and quickly typed to refute.

He didn't notice that old man Cheng Deyi took action himself, and was bringing out a blue and white porcelain square bottle from the brocade box.

……

The one who catches the grandson walks, and the one who comes again takes the grandson.

Zhang Yang looked at the aged Cheng Deyi and shook his head helplessly.

When the other party brought the porcelain bottle up just now, Zhang Yang thought that he was taking out the treasure from the bottom of the box with his cautious look.

On closer inspection, it turned out to be fake.

It's just that the year is a bit older than the bronze carriage, and it is a Jiajing official kiln imitated by Jingdi Town in 08.

"This blue and white porcelain vase was seen by Teacher Wu Xingfei."

Cheng Deyi only dared to wave the appraisal certificate in front of Zhang Yang, but did not hand it over, because he was a little uncertain about Zhang Yang's connections.

But even so, Zhang Yang still asked him:

"Why don't we connect with Mai, the teacher Wu Xingfei?"

[Is today a counterfeit special session? 】

[Good-looking is good-looking, but a bit useless expert]

[What are you afraid of?We lack everything except experts]

"Unfortunately, Mr. Wu went to Africa to dig meteorites." Cheng Deyi said with a look of regret: "So let's talk about this thing."

"Okay, why don't you talk first this time and I'll listen?"

Zhang Yang wanted to hear what the old man could say with a confident look.

Seeing that Zhang Yang was not entangled with Mr. Wu, Cheng Deyi smiled reassuringly. He rolled up his sleeves and said pretendingly:
"Okay, then I will show my ugliness and explain to everyone the subtlety of this porcelain."

"To look at a piece of blue and white porcelain, the first thing to look at is the porcelain body."

"Come on, researcher Zhang, you are troubled, help show the bottom of this treasure to the audience in the live broadcast room."

Mr. Cheng got into the mood a little bit, as if he had forgotten that his eldest son was sweating because of Zhang Yang just now.

"Everyone should have seen it. This tire is snow-white, like glutinous rice paste. This is the glutinous rice tire that can only be made by ancient official kilns."

"Look at the second point of blue and white porcelain, the hair color of blue and white."

"What kind of hair color is this? I can tell everyone very clearly that it's called Huiqing. The blue and white porcelain in the Jiajing and Wanli periods of the Ming Dynasty has this hair color."

"There is a little bit of purple in the blue, which is very beautiful. This color cannot be produced by modern technology."

"Researcher Zhang, what do you think? Is there anything wrong with what I said?" Cheng Deyi wanted to find approval.

"Basically no problem." Zhang Yang affirmed Cheng Deyi's words, and he could tell that the old man had something in his stomach.

But he changed the subject and said, "There's just one super super huge flaw."

"This tire has obvious signs of being worn." Zhang Yang said lightly, looking at the camera at the same time: "Brothers, remember that any tire with an old bottom will be treated as a new imitation."

"For something like this, it was because too much effort was spent imitating the blue and white hair color, and the bottom was made old due to insufficient funds, so I just sanded it with sandpaper."

"Very rough, very low-end!"

(End of this chapter)