Live appraising treasures, I became a national treasure expert?

Chapter 25 Touching Porcelain?

The sky was dark blue with a whitish tinge.Cars are coming and going on the street, pedestrians are in a hurry, and the voices are loud and noisy.

The air in the morning was extremely cold, but it didn't smell very good, as if it had been covered with a rotten rag for seven or eight years.

Panjiayuan was still bustling. A small restaurant outside the market was crowded with people. The smell of bean juice penetrated the cotton mask, from the nostrils to the forehead, very refreshing.

Li Dingan squeezed into the crowd and wanted to drink a bowl of tofu nao without pickled mustard, but there were too many people, so he asked for a bag of meat buns and ate them while walking.

After eating, people also entered the archway. He turned on his phone and logged into the live broadcast room.

"Ding dong... ding dong... ding dong..."

"Reminders" sounded one after another: Congratulations to the host, the number of fans has exceeded [-]...

Congratulations to the host, [-] fans...

Congratulations to the anchor, the number of fans has exceeded [-]...

This is wrong, I just watched it last night, and there are only more than 6000 fans.In one night, he didn't do anything, and tens of thousands were extra out of thin air?
Where is it?
After beeping seven or eight times in a row, it finally quieted down, but the scrolling information sprayed out like colored bars in fireworks.

"@李安之, you are finally online... Go check it out, the museum has announced that you are 'Mr. Li, a public welfare person'..."

"The police station also issued a notice, and mentioned that you have acted bravely and helped the police arrest the suspect..."

"Is this the anchor who said 'donate the national treasure on the first day, fight the gangsters bravely on the second day'?"

"Tens of thousands of people have witnessed it with their own eyes, how can there be a fake?"

"Sansheng was lucky to meet a living hero..."

Li Ding'an was a little dazed. After reading it for a while, he followed the link given by the netizen and clicked on "National Museum."

The announcement was made at 08:30, which is only an hour away, but it has been retweeted over 60 times, and the number of comments has exceeded [-].Among them, the most talked about is that after he donated the national treasure, he made another [-] yuan by cheating, and then saw through the fraud gang.

After a general look, he clicked on "Ping An Chaoyang".

Good guy, no wonder the police made an announcement before the case was solved?

Netizens seemed to be crazy, asking if the anchor who saw through the fraud gang and the one who donated the national treasure were the same person.

Just like this kind of message alone, there are [-] plus...

This is a positive public opinion. The police did not hide it and admitted it directly. By the way, they also mentioned "Mr. Li, who is brave enough to see justice, bravely captured the leader of the gang"...

This time, it is equivalent to the official endorsement for Li Ding'an, and the netizens are blown up. Seeing the person concerned online, it seems that the flood has found a vent...

One thousand, two thousand, five thousand... In just a few minutes, the number of people in the live broadcast room exceeded [-].

Li Dingan grinned to the ears...

……

"I'm not professional at picking up leaks...Of course, if there are leaks, I will definitely pick them up..."

"Online appraisal? Let's put it this way, if you let me look through the screen with my eyes only for categories like porcelain and calligraphy and paintings, which are already extremely skilled in antique technology, the counterfeiting group will probably go crazy with joy and confess me like a god of wealth..."

"Other experts have identified in this way, and there are many? Yes, I can only say that I am not good at learning, and I am far from an expert..."

"It's not that you can't identify it online, but it's too expensive... well, it's a test of your eyesight. Of course, you can still take a look. If you're not sure, you can't spray..."

"What are you going to do now? Oh, Lao Canju is going to collect a calligraphy and painting, and asked me to go over and have a look... bragging? Really not, you will know when it arrives..."

"Teacher Guan? Teacher Guan is on a business trip, and seems to have gone to Shanghai... Yes, the appointment is at eleven o'clock, it's still early, so let's stop by..."

"Want to learn some knowledge about Wenwan? Okay, no problem..."

While interacting with netizens, Li Dingan walked around the market. Today, he changed a street, but the stall owner was still enthusiastic and kept calling him to come and have a look.

Just walking, chatting and shopping like this, in less than half an hour, he completed the small half street.

"This anchor is no good. We came to see you pick up the leaks, but what's the point of you just wandering around?"

"Instead of listening to you tell me which dynasty this bronze mirror is from, and who used that broken bowl, I might as well search the Internet. Why should I listen to you talking about it?"

Miss sister: "There are so many leaks waiting for people to pick them up. It's not humans who pick up leaks every day, it's God!"

Pin Yixuan: "This is the truth!"

Li Ding'an: "Everyone, I think it's necessary to reiterate: Don't think that the antique market is full of leaks. If you dare to have such a mentality, it may not be enough to have mines at home..."

"The anchor is clearly out of luck."

Small output expert: "It's not that there are no recruits, but that there are no good things in these stalls, otherwise you are stupid as an anchor, and the money falls on your feet and you don't know how to pick it up?"

"Is it because the anchor's eyesight is not enough, can't he try his luck twice and just treat him as a sharp eye?"

Yingfeng [-]zhang: "Just looking at this one, I know that this one upstairs is a newcomer. I have never seen Li Anzhi's methods. I also blame the anchor, you have to edit and release the process of picking up leaks two days ago, otherwise why do you let us old fans argue for you... No, argue..."

"Did you see, the old fans have said it's a sophistry..."

Okay, there was another fight in the live broadcast room, Li Ding'an didn't participate, just watched with a smile.

Only when there is controversy can there be heat, and only when there is heat can there be popularity...

While watching happily, there was a noise not far away.

"Look at the opening, look at the edge, and look at the bottom...Everywhere is in line with the characteristics of Ming blue and white."

"Look at this broken stubble, look at this embryo, this bleeding, you can tell it's an old thing that has been buried for many years..."

"Don't mention anything else, this one should be real, right?"

The speaker was a man, probably in his early fifties, with a box at his feet and a porcelain pot in his hand, and he spoke clearly and logically.

As soon as they heard that it was Ming blue and white, all the nearby stall owners and customers gathered around. The men also knew the distance, and when someone asked if they could get started, they put the porcelain pot on the ground and took a step back.

Li Ding'an glanced at it. At first glance, it was no different from the teapot in the ancient costume drama. It was white porcelain and blue and white, and it was painted with several mountain peaks. There was fog under the peaks and pine trees nearby.The bottom is obviously bleeding, but the overall coating is oily, indicating that it has been played by people for many years.

He was far away, he couldn't see very clearly, he could only listen to people say:

"Look at the glaze. Although the glaze is thin, it is milky but not cloudy..."

"The quality of the fetus is the same. It is thin enough and white enough, and the feet are smooth and neat enough..."

"The painting is also good, the lines are smooth, and the contrast is obvious..."

"The workmanship is also very delicate. Even if it is not an official kiln, it is also one of the five famous kilns..."

There are quite a lot of compliments, and there are quite a few people watching, but for some reason, the customers who have tried it put it down after reading it, without asking the price, and some people still have a meaningful smile on their faces.

Li Ding'an was only looking at the pot and didn't pay much attention, but the netizens in the live broadcast room were the first to have fun...

……

"Look, the old man who was holding the pot before, looks very similar to the man who just said that the workmanship is exquisite?"

"Ah...it seems really ah?"

"At least six or seven points... This pair is not father and son, but they are definitely uncles or nephews... Haha, no wonder those people are half-smiling..."

I dig into the alley: "The anchor is so lucky... I just met a group of scammers yesterday, and today I met a group of oboe singers?"

Young lady: "Li Anzhi is right, there are so many liars in this business..."

Li Ding'an took a closer look, and the two were indeed alike.The young man may have seen something, and stopped talking, with a slightly embarrassing expression on his face.But the old man and another young man still sang together:
"It's just something from a folk kiln, so it can't be too expensive, right?"

"Young man, look clearly, this is from the Ming Dynasty, or blue and white..."

"Grandpa, please give me a certain number, if it is suitable, I will accept it..."

"50, the lowest... If I hadn't been in a hurry to buy a house for my son, I wouldn't have sold it if I didn't have enough money..."

"Ah, it's too high, I only have 20, sir, do you think it's okay?"

"No, it's only 50, not a cent less..."

The young man's face was full of confusion, and he was so anxious that he was tearing his hair out.Then he took out his mobile phone again, as if he wanted to call to borrow money: "Master, wait for me for a while, don't leave..."

"I can wait for you for 3 minutes at most, I can't wait any longer... My son is still waiting for money in the sales department..."

This acting was so fake that most of the people around were holding back their laughter. Seeing the young man get up, he quickly moved out of the way, as if hiding from a tiger.

……

The young man was mysterious and pretended to be dialing the phone, but he whispered: "Ah, the battery is out?"

While muttering, he saw Li Ding'an standing outside the crowd again, his eyes lit up, and he walked over quickly: "Brother, do you want to make money?"

Li Ding'an sighed leisurely: "Do you want to say that that porcelain pot is a treasure, definitely worth millions, or even millions, but I don't have enough money, and I'm afraid of being snatched away, so I want to partner with me to make money?"

The young man stared and opened his mouth slowly, as if to say: This is my line......

For some reason, he felt that he could still save him, so he reached into his pocket and took out a small book: "Why don't you believe it? Look, this is my work card, from my archaeological team..."

"The archaeological team?"

Li Dingan glanced at it, then moved his chin forward again, "Did you see the phone sprayed on the floor tile? For 100 yuan, he can give you three..."

The tone was old-fashioned and unspeakably serious, but the netizens in the live broadcast room laughed together.

The onlookers couldn't help it anymore, the voices of "Hang Han" and "Chi Chi" came one after another, and it didn't last for a few seconds before it turned into roaring laughter.

"It's so funny, it's much more interesting than watching cross talk..."

"I want to set up a trick for people with this acting skill, why don't you watch more TV dramas to practice?"

"How many years have you seen this kind of mallet?"

Broken acting?
And scolding so badly...

The young man's complexion gradually darkened. He wanted to explode but was afraid of causing public anger. In the end, he could only rub his nose resentfully: "Let's go..."

"Ah... ok... let's go... let's go..."

The old and the young in the back were also obviously panicked, and responded indiscriminately. The young picked up the porcelain pot, the old picked up the box, and squeezed out of the crowd with their heads down.

Probably because he was afraid of being beaten, the young man holding the pot walked a little too fast, and one of his toes tripped over the edge of the protruding brick without paying attention.

"what……"

With a cry of exclamation, the young man fell straight down, and the pot flew out in response, hitting Li Ding'an straight...

I'll go, it seems that I can't be fooled, so I changed to Pingci?
(End of this chapter)