Chapter 9

"The starting price... Let's set it at one hundred thousand... One hundred million, one hundred thousand, it's done!"

After filling out all the information on the official website of Linhai Auction House, Zhang Yang lay down on his bed with a satisfied face, and his roommate shouted in his ears:

"The jungler on the other side is dead, fight the big dragon, come here quickly."

"Here, come, don't shout, I have a three-piece suit, and I can beat Dalong in seconds."

"I haven't recovered from my punishment, I just ate the blue on the opposite side..."

Zhang Yang stuck his head out of the bed curtain, looked around, and found that the roommates were all wearing headphones, and the mechanical keyboards under their hands were crackling, and they seemed to be having a good time.

And it seems to be winning?

"I hope the souls of the three dragons will be overthrown, so we can watch the quarrel later." Zhang Yang thought evilly.

He sat up and looked at his computer screen, only to find that the LOL icon had been surrounded by documents.

"Key Points of Bronze Identification"

"History of Porcelain Development in Qing Dynasty"

"The Difference Between Emerald Emerald Material and Burmese Material"

"The Art of Live Speaking - What the Audience Likes to Watch"

"How much is Yuan Datou worth?"

"Ghost Blowing Lamp These Memes You Must Know"...

There are too many materials to read, so he has no idea of ​​​​starting the game.

Zhang Yang recalled the "Survey of Employment of Previous Students" that he saw in the counselor's office a few days ago. Half of the graduates of the previous history department went to work as history teachers, and the rest were basically studying for graduate school or taking public exams.

These three kinds of futures are not what he wants, Zhang Yang has a sense of crisis because of this, so he also starts to pay attention to the current part-time job that he was looking for only to earn pocket money.

Maybe you can get the last bonus of the live broadcast?
As for the pastel flower pot from the Xianfeng period locked in the cabinet, it can only be regarded as a windfall.

Picking up leaks every day is something that only happens in Master Qiu's video. If there is such a good thing, those national treasure appraising masters have already become the richest people.

The next day, Zhang Yang came to the company as usual.

As soon as he entered the door, he saw the boss's cousin, the company's publicity director, sitting on the sofa with his legs crossed.

Seeing Zhang Yang, Director Jin, nicknamed "Golden Pheasant", stood up cheerfully: "Zhang Yang! Little brother, you have done a great job this time!"

"Oh..." Zhang Yang was taken aback by Director Jin's address to him: "What's wrong?"

"Look at this." Director Jin pointed at the orchid, and pulled out a piece of A4 paper from the briefcase: "This time, our chance has come."

"Us?" Zhang Yang muttered in his heart: "Do I look like a sissy? When did you become your own person?"

But after reading the contents of that piece of paper, he understood why the golden pheasant said so.

Indeed the opportunity has come.

To put it simply, because of the bronze ware appraisal before, the police responsible for cultural relics protection and publicity work have found the company, and today they will arrange for the police to communicate with Zhang Yang to give a presentation.

If it's just here, it's not a big opportunity, but the person in charge of Douyin's live broadcast section feels that this is a good thing with positive energy, and it must be strongly supported.

Therefore, the live broadcast room of "Master Zhang Appraisal of Treasures" immediately added a gold V certification - [Positive Energy Appraisal of Treasures Live Room].

And from now on, there will be additional promotion and traffic support for seven days.

"How is it? Douyin's conditions are not bad, right?"

Director Jin was very satisfied with the surprised expression on Zhang Yang's face, and said triumphantly:

"This is all I talked with their person in charge. After this wave of promotion, your live broadcast room has a high probability of being in the top ten of the rookie list."

"Then, we can start selling the goods!"

"That's pretty good." Zhang Yang smiled and handed the paper back.

"You still have the ability!" Director Jin gave Zhang Yang a thumbs up: "Come on, work hard, I will help you raise the salary with President Yu."

Mr. Yu is Director Jin's cousin, the boss of the MCN company.

"Okay, thank you..." Zhang Yang said thanks, but he didn't think so in his heart.

salary increase?Let's draw a cake.

However, what the sissy director said still made Zhang Yang very excited. The better the live broadcast room, the more popular he would be. As long as he became famous, would there still be a lack of cash channels in this era?

……

"Brothers, good afternoon~"

Zhang Yang greeted the hundreds of die-hard fans in the live broadcast room with Director Jin's accent.

Viewers who were able to arrive in the live broadcast room within 1 minute of the broadcast obviously recognized Zhang Yang's live broadcast content.

[What's wrong with the anchor's voice? 】

【Teacher forgot to take medicine】

[Ms. Zhang, is this castration? 】

"Castration, brothers are really educated." Zhang Yang gave a "tsk" to the camera and resumed his original voice: "Brothers, you can start connecting with the mic."

"I'll say a formula first."

"Looking for the dragon and dividing the gold to look at the mountain, one level of entanglement is one level of hurdles, the sky does not give birth to me, Master Zhang, and the treasure of appreciating is as long as the night."

"Bola!"

[Netizen unnamed 231 requests to connect with you]

"Come on, brother, let me rehabilitate your baby."

[The host really forgot to take medicine]

【The condition is getting worse】

"Uh, hello, teacher." The guy speaking in the video is holding a piece of brown-red jade in his hand. The jade itself is about the length of one finger and the width of two fingers. There is a rope tied at one end of the jade for easy wearing.

"Oh, Gu Yu?" Zhang Yang directed the young man as usual: "Pick up the things and let me have a look."

"Move the camera down a little bit, yes, just look up and shoot like this."

Half a minute later, Zhang Yang had already figured it out.

[At first glance, it is the handicraft of last week]

[Isn't this just an ordinary stone? 】

"Don't be in a hurry to appraise it, brother, can you tell me the origin of this thing first? Where did you get it?"

"I picked it up in the mountains." The other party spoke standard Mandarin, but Zhang Yang couldn't tell where he was from.

"Did you pick it up yourself?"

"No, my dad picked it up. When he was a child, he picked it up when he was herding sheep in the mountains."

"Did you string this rope yourself?" Zhang Yang continued to ask.

"Yeah, I made a hole and usually hang it around my neck."

"Oh, hang it around your neck." Zhang Yang said slowly, and then laughed out loud.

[Master Zhang smiled, it was either three years or five years]

[It feels like this guy is already sweating]

"Come on, brother, you hold something in your hand."

"Yeah." The other party obeyed obediently: "Is that so?"

[Hold it in your hand, walk four steps against the mirror, and recite the blessings of Xuanhuang Tianzun]

"Yes, you hold it tight, hold it tight."

"Now, are there any images that pop into your mind, or do you see anything?"

[It's started, the anchor is starting to work! 】

"No, there is no picture." The young man at the other end of the video has not yet realized the seriousness of the problem.

"do not have it?"

"Then let me show you this thing. Look at its color, it's very beautiful." Zhang Yang deliberately added an accent to the word "color".

"Looking at the craftsmanship, it should also be the craftsmanship of the ancient Tuo Ji."

"Look at its shape, does it look like a pig?"

"Well, indeed, when I told my dad, I also said that this stone looks like a pig." The young man echoed.

"Well, this is a jade pig from the Han Dynasty." Zhang Yang directly concluded: "A jade pig from the Eastern Han Dynasty."

"Oh? Then how much is this thing worth now?" the other party asked.

"Let me talk about the purpose first." Zhang Yang said solemnly: "This should be a funeral object, held in the palm of the dead person."

"Usually these are a pair, one in each hand."

【So the color just now was actually the oil from the corpse? 】

【Baoyou, this is not a good thing to wear! 】

(End of this chapter)

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