Live appraising treasures, I became a national treasure expert?

Chapter 190 Too insidious
The strong wind swept over the treetops, and the white locust flowers were flying in the sky like snowflakes falling.

The trunk of the tree swayed, the branches and leaves "hunted" sounded, and waves of dust rolled down the ground, floating on the empty street.

"It's a good day, but suddenly your face changes?"

Wang Chenggong stood in front of the window, muttering.There were footsteps behind him, and he turned his head again.

"How about it, what did the front desk say?"

Sun Huaiyu sat on the sofa and sighed: "I said I didn't want to check out, but I extended it for two days!"

"He still wants to stay... If he doesn't return to the capital, what will he do in Shenyang?"

"You're shopping, and it's filling up a whole room even if you don't look at it. Are you asking someone from BESTORE for help?"

"Zheng Wanjiu bought it, didn't he?" Wang Chenggong frowned, "Besides, what antiques can't be bought in the capital?"

"You just have to do whatever the leader arranges, why do you care so much?"

"I always feel uneasy!"

"The problem...are you reporting it or should I report it?"

"You do it!"

……

"Okay, got it!"

After hanging up the phone, Ye Gaoshan rubbed his stubbled chin with doubt in his eyes: What does Li Ding'an want to do?
With a "bang" sound, the door was pushed open, and Zhang Hanguang walked in with a few pieces of paper.

Seeing his partner frowning, he asked casually: "What's wrong?"

"Li Ding'an renewed the room for two more days!"

"That's a problem!"

Zhang Hanguang scratched his head, sat down, and passed the document in his hand forward, "Take a look!"

what?
Ye Gaoshan took it, and first glanced at the title: "Research on Overseas Porcelain Making".

Let’s look at the content again: [-]. Stripping glaze: physical extrusion under high temperature...

[-]. Remove fire: soak in silicic acid, acetic acid, ammonia monohydrate, baking soda...

[-]. Flavor enhancement: Black tea, green tea, oolong tea, etc. are repeatedly boiled with spices...

[-]. Patching: grease infiltration...

[-]. Coloring...

[-]. Fine sanding...

[-]. Low temperature reheating...

Eight, nine, ten...

There are seven or eight pages of eloquent writing, which is quite a lot and very detailed, but...

"Isn't this the same as refining the information about Wang Chenggong and Sun Huaiyu's candid photos... It's been a week, and this is all Yu Zhengze has done?"

"It's fast enough!" Zhang Hanguang lit a cigarette and took a puff of it sadly, "This is inspired by Li Ding'an, otherwise it would be even slower!"

"I finally understand: the person named Yu is just a Xibei guy... He's an expert, but he's just a bastard?"

Ye Gaoshan threw the document on the table and thought for a while, "If it doesn't work, can we ask for help from other units, such as the Forbidden City and the Institute of Literary Studies?"

"Don't talk nonsense. If you can do it, why should you lock Yu Zhengze here?"

"Then what should we do? We can't live without Butcher Zhang, so we have to eat pigs with hair on them, right?"

After thinking about it, Zhang Hanguang sighed again: "When he comes back, I will communicate with him again."

Ye Gaoshan was startled: Does this mean that we really have to rely on Li Ding'an at this stage?

"Then what does it mean for him to stay in Shenyang?"

"Did you forget, after he found out that I was going to use him, how many times did he sue me? This kid's heart is smaller than the tip of a needle, and he was scolded so badly this time. If he can bear this tone, he won't be called Li Ding'an .”

"Do you mean to go back for revenge?"

"Then why not? Of course, part of the reason is that I found out that I've been tricked by someone else, and I'm suspicious again: I'm afraid that if I return to the capital too soon, I'll fall into some kind of pit again."

"Take a condom, whose condom is it?"

Ye Gaoshan was stunned for a moment, and then suddenly realized, "Feng Youran?"

"Who else but her?"

"This woman is mentally ill. If she doesn't go to the police..."

Halfway through speaking, Ye Gaoshan felt like a chicken being grabbed by the neck, and his words stopped abruptly: Didn't Feng Youran never look for him?

And it took ten years to find it.

On the other hand, now even the police have to ask Li Ding'an for help...

"It's not a bad thing... After last time, this woman refused to cooperate with us. After so long, maybe she has mastered something, and she will definitely tell Li Ding'an in the end."

Ye Gaoshan squinted his eyes: "Can Li Ding'an tell you?"

"Don't worry, he will tell you even if you don't ask... Otherwise, do you think Sun Huaiyu can take pictures of his research information so easily?"

Zhang Hanguang leisurely blew out a smoke ring, "He is guarding me, not the police?"

What's the difference... Well, no, there really is a difference.

Who made Zhang Hanguang prepare to deceive others in the first place?
If not, who should you guard against?
……

Golden Shield Hotel.

The suite is quite large. There are several conference tables near the windows, which are filled with porcelain, calligraphy and paintings, ancient jades, coins, and various miscellaneous items.

Five or six men and women each perform their duties, unpacking boxes, recording records, and displaying them, although they are busy but not chaotic.

"We're in trouble, Mr. Zeng!"

"Teacher Li, you're welcome. If you need help with anything else, just ask! Oh, there's one more thing..."

As if he suddenly remembered it again, Zeng Jinguang's face was full of smiles: "I told you on the phone yesterday that when is it convenient for Teacher Li, I will pick you up in person?"

Oh yes, BESTORE wants to give me something to express my gratitude!

"There's no need to pick... Well, Mr. Zeng wait a moment..."

Li Ding'an thought for a moment, turned around and entered the bedroom, then came out with something in his hand, "If you still have such items, give me a few more. You can buy them. The more the better..."

Looking at the bamboo hat cup in his hand, Zeng Jinguang felt a little strange in his heart: Why did Li Ding'an come to Shenyang?
All because of this cup and the other cups he found!
As a result, the remaining cups were not found, but there was a big commotion first.

Whispering secretly, Zeng Jinguang said calmly: "To be honest with Mr. Li, there is indeed only this one in Boutique, but I know where there are similar things!"

"Only this one? Haha..."

Li Ding'an laughed softly and stretched out his hand: "Okay, then Mr. Zeng is in trouble!"

No... you don't even ask where things are?
He was still a little confused, but Li Ding'an had already finished shaking hands with him, and Zheng Wanjiu happened to come over, as if he was asking for advice.

This situation is not right?
But Zheng Wanjiu was here, and there was no chance to say anything else.After being stunned for a while, Zeng Jianguang left the suite and took out his mobile phone.

Zheng Wanjiu glanced at him furtively: "I think this person is quite polite. Is this appropriate for us?"

Are you so polite?
You are not a donkey with a halter on it, you can lead it wherever you want?

just wait……

Li Dingan shook his head, his tone was very indifferent: "There is nothing inappropriate..."

……

"He didn't ask where the things were, so you wouldn't take the initiative to tell him?"

"Assistant Qu, there were too many people at that time, it was really inconvenient!"

"now what?"

"It's even more inconvenient: he bought a bunch of fakes from somewhere and is preparing to broadcast them live!"

"What is it, a fake?"

"It may be a lecture on antique identification knowledge...but all our people have been invited out, so it's not too clear."

Appraisal lecture...Why is Li Ding'an's thinking so fast?

If you don't go find the cup, you can go back to the capital. Why are you doing a live broadcast?
"Assistant Qu, what should we do next?"

"Let me ask Mr. Feng!" After hanging up the phone, Qu Yanan still looked confused: "What is Li Ding'an doing, live broadcast?"

"After all, there was too much noise the day before yesterday, and it might be related to this... Besides, isn't it about to start broadcasting? Just take a look and you'll find out!"

"right……"

Qu Yanan nodded and called the cell phone again.

Well, it’s not broadcast?
The account of "Li Anzhi" has not been broadcast yet, and the latest news is only two days ago.

However, the account is quite lively. The latest video has more than 50 replies.

When he opened it again, there was a mess of everything: most of them were left two days ago, and they were scolding him for using the back door, being shady, and greeting his family... Well, the scoldings were quite unpleasant anyway!

A small part of them are messages from old fans in the past two days:

Li Anzhi, you've been called a dog, so let's forget it?
Yes, be tougher and be tough!

Why are you so stubborn that you crawl along the network cable and hit someone?
Do you understand the law...have you ever heard of the crime of insult?
Don't be ridiculous, even if the police want to take care of it, the person involved has to report the crime... Are you the person involved?
Of course I'm not, but Ang Lee always is, right?
So, if he doesn’t show his head, what’s the use of our howling here?

I'm so angry, why are you so obsessed with me?

I want to take off my fan base...

I also take off my powder...

It's the third day and there's still no movement... I want to take off my powder too...

There are a total of [-] to [-] similar replies. From this, we can see how angry the fans are?
Thinking about it again, based on her understanding of Li Ding'an, he was definitely not the kind of character who would compromise and swallow his anger.So, let’s think about it again: He stayed in Shenyang and bought a bunch of fakes?
"I understand, he wants revenge..."

Qu Yanan's eyes sparkled, revealing a hint of suspicion, "But there's no activity on his account?"

"Do you think he is you, as long as you don't accept it, roll up your sleeves? You must pay attention to strategy..."

Feng Youran smiled, first changed the IP address to Shenyang, and then searched for "antique appraisal".

There are many results that pop up, but only two show that live broadcast is happening. Take a closer look: "Found it, Wanjiu Jianbao..."

When he saw the next few words, Feng Youran subconsciously squinted his eyes and took another breath: "No. 1 in the fight against counterfeiting of antiques... Is Zheng Wanjiu crazy?"

Qu Yanan's heart skipped a beat, and he turned his head: the picture is a split screen, with a small window in the upper left corner, Fatty Zheng is sitting upright, and a holly-glazed radish statue is in front of him.On the main screen, the process of purchasing this item is played.

After watching for less than a minute, Feng Youran shouted: "An Ben Zhai is finished!"

Qu Yanan's face also looked a bit unnatural: If An Benzhai reacted quickly, he wouldn't have finished the game completely, but he would definitely bleed...

……

Hardcore QQ group.

This is a large group of 3000 people. Only annual paying members are eligible to open it. The group leader is of course Li Ding'an.

But he was busy picking up leaks to make money, busy going to school, busy doing research, and busy picking up girls, so naturally he had no time to take care of it.Later, it was simply left to the earliest fan management such as "I Zhuan Alley" and "Pin Yixuan".

At this moment, the group members were divided into two groups, and they were arguing fiercely.

"Take screenshots, report the crime... Do you want to be so radical?"

"It's indeed a bit exaggerated. We have to think about it for Li Anzhi!"

"Yes, he is a student, and he has half a foot in the system. He makes too much noise, and the impact is indeed not good!"

"The influence is nothing. Isn't it nice to be a billionaire? If you work harder, you might be able to get Dangdang, the richest man, but he insists on getting into the cage? Besides, we did it, what does it have to do with him?"

"It's impossible... look at those celebrities. When fans cause trouble, who do the relevant departments look for?"

"You mean, just forget it?"

"What do you think? Otherwise, why hasn't Li Anzhi shown his face for several days?"

"It means that Li Anzhi wants to slowly downplay the impact and pretend that this matter does not exist, right? But this is too cowardly..."

"What's the point of being a coward? I'm going to explode with anger... What the hell are you fans of?"

"Who says it's not... Forget it, I don't want to scold you with unpleasant words... We have a long way to go, so please take care..."

"What do you mean...well, Lao Dao has withdrawn from the group?"

Buebuji: "I'm quitting too, it's boring!"

Facing the wind three thousand feet: "I'm retreating too. Goodbye..."

Little expert: "Don't..."

Nutrition Express: “It’s only been two days, how anxious are you?”

Pin Yixuan: "Based on my understanding, Li Anzhi will never be able to bear this tone. Maybe he is making some preparations!"

“What kind of preparation takes two days?”

No one in the group said anything.

In the past, Li Anzhi’s slaps in the face never lasted until one night...

Just as they were having different thoughts, another message popped up in the group: The lady selling brushes: Something big is going to happen... Hurry, enter the live broadcast room of "Wanjiu Treasure Appraisal"...

"You fake fan... since when have you been attracting fans to your cousin again?"

"Damn it, it was Zheng Wanjiu who was broadcasting live, the one wearing the gold watch next to Li Anzhi that day...haha, cracking down on counterfeit antiques..."

"What are you talking about, cracking down on counterfeit antiques...Is Fatty Zheng not going to be in this business anymore? Besides, with his eyesight, it's hard to beat him, Li Anzhi is about the same..."

The girl selling the brushes sent a "you know" emoji: "When it first started broadcasting, Zheng Manjiu said a few words and then changed people. After that, he just sat there like a mascot... The person after him didn't show his face. But when he introduced himself as Zheng Manjiu’s assistant, I always felt that his voice sounded familiar?”

Sounds familiar?

And what do you mean by "you know"?
I go……

In the blink of an eye, more than 2000 people retreated and rushed into the live broadcast room of "Ten Thousand Nine Treasure Appraisals".

The popularity is average, with only a few thousand people online, and the tone is quite loud: No. 1 in anti-counterfeiting antiques!
Just this title alone will shock anyone who knows something about it.

Just take a look and you’ll know: There are so many anti-counterfeiting experts and Internet celebrities, both online and in real life, from all walks of life. Why have I never heard of “anti-counterfeiting”?

Not only is this line of water deep, but the professional knowledge reserve required is not generally wide and deep, and the requirements for eyesight are not generally high.Moreover, the rate of return is too low, and the trouble is huge: if you spot it correctly once, you will be charged an appraisal fee of [-] to [-] yuan, but if you only need to spot it once, you will lose everything.

For example, Wang Gang...

Looking at the video again, it is still a split screen: in the upper left corner, Zheng Manjiu does look like a clay sculpture.

The following is still the process of buying antiques. The face is not covered and there is no code. It is Zheng Manjiu...

"Let me introduce you!"

"Boss, this is a holly-glazed radish statue from the Kangxi period!"

"Official kiln or private kiln?"

"Folk kilns are just the best of folk kilns: they come from JDZ Ruoshen kiln!"

"Hello?"

“Don’t worry, boss, it’s [-]% authentic and has an expert’s certificate!”

"That's good...give us the lowest price!"

"Thirty thousand!"

"Okay... don't change the last piece of bag for me..."

"Boss, don't worry, we operate with integrity..."

The clerk picked up the carrot and handed it to a colleague. Then the screen jumped and the final packaging screen appeared:

"Boss, look, the one you picked before has not been replaced, right?"

"Who knows if you might change things halfway... Here, bring me the pen and I'll make a mark."

"Just stick a note on it...what if you tear it up secretly?"

"What, even if you wipe it off, it will damage the glaze? I don't care about the things that are paid off..."

In the camera, the clerk curled his lips, while Zheng Manjiu took a pen seriously and wrote the word "Manjiu" on the bottle.

Of course, it was impossible to write on calligraphy, painting, bronzes, and birdcages, but Zheng Wanjiu dug his fingernails into the thicker areas, and the marks left were extremely conspicuous.

I rely on?

What a fat man Zheng, so insidious...

　I need to go out for something tonight, so this is the chapter for today!
　　
　
(End of this chapter)