Live appraising treasures, I became a national treasure expert?

The curtains were half-open, and the sunlight filtered through the fish tank, casting illusory light and shadow on the wall.

The oxygenator buzzed, and Jin Li swam back and forth, stirring up a small vortex.

He Anbang flipped through the phone book and called one after another. Zhang Hanguang sat across from him, holding a pen and recording constantly.

"Hello, President Sun, I'm He Anbang. I haven't seen you for a long time... I want to ask you something: in the past year or two, have we come across antique optical porcelain and other objects here? Yes, like the Zhanzhan Tianmu. There is no such thing, okay, thank you..."

"Dean Xi, please ask: Have you seen light-concentrating antique porcelain recently? No? Okay..."

"Lao You, let me ask you something: In the past two years, when you have been collecting porcelain, have you encountered any luminous bottles or other utensils? Yes, or a big jar? What kind? The Maotai wine jar sent by the National Treasure Gang? Okay? ,knew……"

After seven or eight calls in a row, they were either specious or nonsense. He Anbang was a little discouraged: "I think instead of looking for a needle in a haystack, you might as well call Li Ding'an to help you and follow the clue of rare earth furnishing porcelain." Check below..."

"That sounds nice? Did you know that the last time Li Ding'an was called, how many leaders quarreled with our minister? Four departments, five leaders!"

Zhang Hanguang spread his fingers and gestured, then sighed, "You have to be conscientious as a person, he has helped enough!"

Just like this time, when he came back from Nanchang to report, it was like the sun rising from the west: from the minister to the director, everyone laughed and praised him when they saw him.

In the past, it was just a matter of forging documents and imitating the director's signature. It would be damned if the director wouldn't let him stand at attention for an hour on the roof of the building under the 35-6 degree sun.

Once the oil comes out, we'll talk about how to deal with it...

"Then there's no other way!" He Anbang spread his hands, "We can only try our luck!"

"It's better to just touch it than to be blind all at once..."

Zhang Hanguang gritted his teeth and was about to let He Anbang continue to call. His phone buzzed again: Li Ding'an.

What a coincidence, isn't it?

He Anbang clicked on it: "He Guan, please ask me something!"

The two raised their heads and glanced at each other subconsciously, as if to say: Is there anything else your kid doesn't understand?

"you say!"

"For example: What if I find a leg belonging to my stepmother Wu Ding and want to buy it but am afraid that my money will be wasted?"

What does it mean to want to buy but be afraid of wasting money... That's not right!

At this moment, the Stepmother Wu Ding is still well placed in the central exhibition hall of the National Expo. Where did he find a leg?

"Speak clearly."

"Oh, let me put it this way, you will understand: For example, I suddenly discovered that your cauldron seems to have a fifth leg. Now someone wants to sell it. Should I buy it or not? Who will I ask for reimbursement after buying it?"

What are you talking about?

"Shang Hou Mu Wu Ding, also known as Simu Wu Sifang Ding, listen clearly, Sifang, Sifang... where does the fifth leg come from?"

"I told you it was an analogy... Why don't you just tell me if you want it? Don't blame me for not reminding you: you can apply for provincial-level subjects at will... But this time you won't get it for nothing, it will cost tens of millions!"

"Bullshit... If you really want to have a fifth leg, just buy it. Don't say tens of millions, just hundreds of millions... If you lose a cent, I'll call you dad..."

Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by Li Ding'an, "It's just reimbursement. What's the benefit? It won't be like Xi Ping Shi Jing, who just gives you a few certificates."

"This is a ministerial honor, what else do you want?"

Li Ding'an let out a sigh: "When the Mongolian porcelain project passes the acceptance test, or when Baoli goes into production, I will be able to get such a certificate!"

He Anbang choked and didn't know how to refute.

This guy is so arrogant that he doesn’t even care about ministerial honors?

"If I don't want to talk to you, please give Fang Zhijie permission to access the National Museum database first, and send me the information on the Han tombs excavated all over the city by Director Guo and the Institute of Archeology of the Chinese Academy of Sciences!"

"The city is full of Han tombs, are you in your hometown in Baoding?"

"Why not?"

"What exactly did you find?"

"I'm not sure yet. You'll know when I buy it back."

As soon as he finished speaking, a blind tone came from the phone.

Zhang Hanguang tilted his head: "Where did the Sifang Ding come from in the Han tomb?"

"He said it was a metaphor?"

He Anbang scratched his eyebrows and said, "But I guess it must be something good, otherwise I wouldn't compare it with the Shang Queen's mother tripod... Have you forgotten, Prince Ning's Mansion in Fengcheng?" Zhang Hanguang suddenly realized: At that time, Li Ding'an basically determined the treasure After the burial place, just like now, use this as a metaphor and use that as a metaphor.

Therefore, if it is not precious to a certain extent, he is too lazy to take charge...

“Among the cultural relics unearthed from Han tombs in the city, what is the most precious?”

"Of course it's a jade dress with gold threads, or two pieces, but they are both complete and neat, not even a single gold thread is missing!"

He Anbang thought for a while, "Besides, the information left by Dean Guo did not mention that when the Han tombs in Mancheng were excavated, traces of previous looting were found?"

"That's hard to say: that kid has a bit of an evil streak. He's like the Bada Shanren. Everyone says he has no descendants. Why didn't he find a lot of them anyway?"

Isn’t it?

As soon as he said this, He Anbang wanted to laugh: Those who study Qing history are now making a big fuss...

But when he smiled, he couldn't laugh anymore: What would happen if stepmother Fang Ding really discovered the fifth leg?

More than just a quarrel? The archeology world and the cultural and museum world are all in trouble...

He Anbang was stunned for a moment, quickly picked up his phone and called Li Ding'an.

But the prompt cannot be connected.

"Has this bastard turned off his phone?"

"It's not like you don't know about his crappy phone: nine times out of ten, it's turned off. As for whether he can reply or not, it all depends on his mood..."

"No...this kid must have discovered a national treasure-level cultural relic!"

"So what? Did he discover less?"

"The fifth leg of the Stepmother Cauldron...what does it mean? If it wasn't a groundbreaking discovery, how could he use this metaphor?"

I rely on...

Doesn't it mean that there will be many scholar-level experts quarreling and even wanting to beat each other's brains out?

In a daze, He Anbang disappeared. When he turned around, he had already left the office.

"Where are you going?"

"Look for Fang Zhijie and send him information!"

"I haven't finished the call yet."

"I'm sorry...I don't have time!"

……

Li Ding'an looked up at the sky, leisurely and fascinated.

There are still two first-class cultural relics: the jade of the princes of the Han Dynasty and the jade of the queen's nine orifices!

Moreover, it is a subversive discovery, which is equivalent to overturning many historical issues that have been confirmed by textual research:

For example, did Queen Yu Zhen of the Western Han Dynasty have a jade head and gloves?

How old did Dou Wan live and how tall was he?

Before the excavation, had the Han tombs in Mancheng been robbed...etc.

It is not difficult at all to develop five, six, seven or eight provincial-level projects.

As for picking up leaks or collecting them, don’t even think about it.

National treasure-level cultural relics were unearthed after the founding of the People's Republic of China, and were also involved in theft and excavation cases... It would only take a matter of minutes to be confiscated. If it failed, you would have to go in and accompany your third uncle.

And now, how good is it?

The academic circle of Han history will definitely be shocked for a while, and the relevant leaders will definitely ask questions, such as where the things came from, and there is no telling what meeting they will praise.

At first glance, it seems useless.

But without the stone scriptures and Mongolian porcelain from the National Museum, the Shanghai auction, the pearl glaze from the Forbidden City, Baoli's thin-bodied porcelain, and Zhang Hanguang's painstaking help, it is really unclear what the development of Prince Ning's treasure would have been like. It’s hard to say.

One hero and three gangs, this is how the road is paved.

...(End of chapter)