Live appraising treasures, I became a national treasure expert?

Wenman became angrier as he thought about it.

It was not that she had never seen a gangster before, but this was the first time she had dared to tease her blatantly while standing in front of her own house.

Last night was even more outrageous: this bastard teased him in front of his girlfriend...

"Sister Liu, who is that person calling at the door?"

Secretary Liu looked up and said, "I didn't ask, I came with Teacher Cui from the crew."

That Assistant Cui from the Forbidden City?

Upon hearing the word "assistant researcher", a layman may think that he is very powerful, but in the eyes of knowledgeable people, he is just average.

Because this kind of professional title does not require a high degree of education, just a bachelor's degree. You don’t need to publish many papers or have many research results. You only need to have qualifications, which can be as short as three or four years or as long as six or seven years. You can be evaluated when the time is up.

Usually, I only assist researchers with some auxiliary work, and my main nature is still an assistant.

After the crew entered the scene, Wenman also came twice. I don't know how strong Assistant Cui's research ability is, but his appreciation ability is only average.

Perhaps because of his good eloquence and good image, he was selected by the crew to become a guest commentator on location.

So, that's it.

Looking at the person at the door, he is only twenty-two-three, and he probably just entered the work unit.

He has oily hair and a pink face, but his character is not very good: he is still a college student after all, he looks like a gangster...

With another snort, Wenman turned and went upstairs.

And just in time, Li Ding'an hung up the phone, entered the villa, and walked to the second floor.

The two were seven or eight steps away. As soon as Wen Man stepped onto the stairs, Li Ding'an also arrived at the top of the stairs.

In an instant, Wenman turned around and raised his eyebrows: "What are you doing?"

Shall I go upstairs?

Li Ding'an raised his head: the woman held her skirt with both hands, her back pressed tightly against the wall, her brows furrowed, and her eyes narrowed.

Is this... treating yourself as a pervert?

She was wearing a little less, standing so tall, and being so close to her, it was really easy for people to think about her.

"Don't get me wrong, I just went upstairs to look at something!"

Li Ding'an replied and went upstairs in a few steps.

Wenman shrank to the corner of the platform and gritted his teeth: What a misunderstanding.

After being angry for a while, she turned around and went downstairs, picking up her phone: "Dad, someone bullied me..."

……

Going upstairs, Cui Li was studying a Tibetan prayer tube. He was so absorbed in looking at it that Li Ding'an didn't disturb him. Immediately, the phone buzzed twice.

He Anbang was very efficient. He took the video and sent it in less than ten minutes.

He also sent a text message saying that the car had already left and would arrive in two hours at most.

Li Ding'an immediately clicked on it and compared it from all directions and angles.

It was hard to be sure about the white porcelain Buddha statue, but the more he looked at the one with the lower end, the more he felt that it was similar to the one from the National Expo.

To put it another way: Maybe they were born together, a perfect match...

After looking at Lu Duan, he turned around to other stands. Li Ding'an didn't stop until his stomach growled.

Looking at the time, the car should be arriving soon.

"Teacher Cui, what do you think?"

"It looks good, but I don't know how to choose!"

"Which ones?"

"This, this...and that!"

Following the direction of Cui Li's finger, Li Dingan took a look and said, "It doesn't matter anything else, but don't choose those two French spoons and amphora..."

"why?"

“It was unearthed after the founding of the People’s Republic of China!”

Cui Li had a clever idea: If Li Ding'an hadn't said anything, he would have really planned to pick a French spoon, but he was just wondering whether he should pick a square or a round one.

I almost made a contribution to the country...

Finally, after Li Ding'an's suggestion, he chose two items: a Tantric Falun and a flower goblet. The price is not low, the two pieces together cost over 900,000 yuan.

If it were an ordinary Tantric cultural relic, it would definitely not be worth so much, but if Li Ding'an said it could be bought, it would definitely be valuable. So Cui Li suspected that these two things might have some origin.

Li Ding'an was amazing. He took the paper and pen and started writing on the paper. He wrote more than 20 things in the blink of an eye.

Cui Li's heart couldn't help but beat: "Teacher Li, Mr. Wen doesn't bargain or discount the things here!"

"I know!"

"I mean that Yousai... twenty-two million?"

"Oh...it's okay, buy it back and study it!"

Li Ding'an was very casual, feeling that it was not 20 million, but 20 yuan.

Cui Li suddenly didn't dare to say anything: more than 20 million, this must have been used by Wu Zetian...

After finishing writing, he read it again to make sure nothing was missing. Li Dingan put away the list: "Let's go, pay!"

Cui Li nodded numbly: Just half a piece of paper, almost 100 million...

The two went downstairs one after another.

The first floor was still quiet, except for Secretary Liu, the woman I just met was also there, and a man in his early forties.

The man's expression was a little serious, with a hint of scrutiny, while the two women had cold faces and pretty faces.

Cui Li was stunned for a moment, then took two quick steps: "Mr. Wen, Mr. Fu... let me introduce you..."

"Need not!"

Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by the man, "Assistant Cui, I'm sorry, we are not doing business today."

I've been watching this for a long time. You said you don't do business?

Cui Li was stunned for a moment, then looked at Li Ding'an. Li Ding'an was even more confused than him.

The two looked at each other, and then looked at the faces of the three people opposite them. After turning around for several times, they figured out something: That woman...oh no, at least twenty-six or seven, she should be a girl. Her eyes were like knives. Li Ding'an's face was gouged out.

Just because I followed you upstairs?

As soon as I stepped onto the steps, you reached the platform. Can I see you?

Or is it because of last night’s sentence “My legs are so long?”

Can you first find out who said it?

Besides, Li Dingping just marveled casually. He didn't mean anything bad at all, and it was okay to take it as a compliment.

Li Ding'an thought for a while and sighed: "Is there any misunderstanding?"

"No misunderstanding..."

The man paused for a moment, with a meaningful look on his face, "Young man is from the capital, right?"

What does this have to do with where it comes from?

Li Ding'an didn't even know what to say.

Looking at things carefully can cause trouble?

And the tone of voice...

Okay, do you want to buy another one?

Forget it...

Without much hesitation, he waved: "Teacher Cui, let's go!"

Until now, Cui Li didn't understand what happened.

But at least I know: they won’t sell to them.

Then what are you doing here?

He looked regretful, but finally nodded.

Just as the two were about to go out, the man stretched out his hand to stop him again: "Just leaving like that?"

Li Ding'an raised his head: "What do you mean?"

"Apologize!"

This is a bit much.

I asked you if there was any misunderstanding. You said no and asked me to apologize to you?

"Give me a reason!"

What reason was given? Could it be that you were molesting the boss's daughter?

The man was just thinking of words when Wen Man said abruptly: "Rogue!"

With a "thump", Cui Li's eyes widened.

No... Teacher Li, just when I went downstairs to make a phone call... what did you do?

I added a piece twice and it didn’t last ten minutes. What can I do?

Li Ding'an looked at Wenman seriously: "Tell me, why did I become a gangster?"

"When you go upstairs, follow me..."

"You go upstairs, and I will go upstairs too. If I don't follow you, can I grow wings and fly there?"

"You still...you still said I'm big and white..."

"bass"

Cui Li's eyes opened even wider. He looked at Li Ding'an, then at Wen Man, then at Li Ding'an, then at Wen Man.

His intuition was that it was impossible, but Wenman was very convincing. If he looked carefully, he found that it was indeed quite big and white...

There's something wrong with you, when did I say that?

With thoughts running through his mind, Li Dingan paused again and remembered what happened to him on the phone to He Anbang outside.

Why is she standing there all the time with that look in her eyes?

It turns out that I misheard...

Li Dingan was helpless: "I'm talking about the white porcelain Guanyin on the second floor!"

"you are lying!"

Let me tell you something...

"Apologize!"

Ah?

A hammer.

If Fan softens his words today, his reputation as a gangster and a teaser will be confirmed...

Li Ding'an gradually lost his patience: "What do you mean, give you a kowtow?"

Wenman was stunned, and the man's expression also changed: "If you don't apologize today, then don't leave!"

"You won't leave if you don't let me go..."

Li Ding'an walked straight out. As soon as he stepped across the threshold, he was stunned again: there were five or six people standing outside the door... all of them were security guards.

At the same time, a man's voice came from behind: "Hey, 110, there is someone teasing girls here... Where? Yueshan Lake..."

The two looked at each other: It's okay now, we really can't leave.

"Teacher Li, should I call Director Ning?"

"Don't..." Li Ding'an stopped him in a hurry.

Ning Jing knows it, Su Xiu also knows it, and maybe the whole crew knows it, and who knows what will happen.

How will Yu Huiyin go to work in the future?

He wasn't even ready to call his parents.

Because it's not necessary. Isn't there no surveillance here?

Li Ding'an was no longer in a hurry, turned around and walked in again.

As soon as I walked to the sofa and before I sat down, there were two "bangs" outside.

Two cars, a Toyota off-road vehicle and a container, got out of the car with several people.

He Anbang, Ma Xianming...are you not going to do that?

Well, Zhang Hanguang?

Damn it, it’s over…

Cui Li was also stunned.

When he saw two people getting off the van and carrying bags and boxes, he looked at the list in Li Ding'an's hand again: So Mr. Li just went to call Director He?

When he was about to say hello, he opened his mouth halfway and closed it again.

The situation is a bit complicated, so it’s better not to call it random names...

He Anbang walked in quickly: "Where are the things?"

Give something back?

"I won't sell it anymore!"

Li Ding'an sighed and looked at Zhang Hanguang again, "Where did you come from?"

"Nonsense, I'm not allowed to come back and report?"

After replying, Zhang Hanguang glanced at the security guard at the door, and then at the three people in the room:

The security guard stared eagerly, the man looked solemn, and the two women looked angry, especially the one who was taller than him: her eyes were gnashing with anger, and she wanted to bite a piece of meat off Li Ding'an's face.

Is there something wrong with this situation?

He winked: "What did you do? Are you acting like a gangster?"

Cui Li leaned back: "I'll go, I'm worthy of being a police officer."

Mr. Fu said without hesitation: "Yes, he's just being a hooligan. We've already called the police!"

Others were suddenly startled: Are you really being a hooligan?

But shouldn’t it?

Li Ding'an's character is obvious to all.

It’s time to play early: Just like Shu Jing, who is more beautiful than anyone else in this room? We are almost inseparable from him, but usually Li Ding'an doesn't even make a joke.

Besides, he himself is a big-headed man, and he can't even handle what he should handle.

There must be some misunderstanding...

Several people wanted to laugh immediately, and Li Ding'an's face became darker and darker: Girl, what is this?

They will definitely make them laugh for a year...

"How did you do this?" Zhang Hanguang suppressed his laughter, "Be honest!"

"roll!"

He was not annoyed, and took out his mobile phone cheerfully: "I have to commemorate it!"

Li Ding'an's face turned darker...

Mr. Fu came over and said, "What do you do? No...how did you get in?"

"Originally, we came to help him pull his things, but there was no one on duty at the door, so we came in by ourselves!"

Zhang Hanguang said with a smile on his face, "It's okay... I've called the police anyway. I'll punish you if you deserve it, imprison me if you deserve it, and arrest me if you deserve it... We will never be biased!"

"Yes, arrest him..."

He Anbang nodded heavily and walked inside. As he passed by, he stretched out his hand, and with a "pop", the list was in his hand.

This hand speed is simply incredible...

"Hey, what are you doing? We don't want to sell anything anymore..."

"If you don't want to sell it, you won't sell it. Let's take a look, right? Or just let us go..."

His tone was unhurried, but his feet were extremely fast, and he reached the middle of the stand in the blink of an eye.

Ma Xianming followed closely behind.

"Don't move, I've already called the police..."

"Don't worry, it's just a look!"

Zhang Hanguang paused and flashed his police ID card, "I am also a police officer and I will not move around..."

Covering up the parts with words, Mr. Fu could only see a limited number: Zhang Shiguang... what game?

He looked outside again: Both cars were Beijing brand...

Feeling relieved, he winked at Secretary Liu. Secretary Liu understood instantly, picked up his phone and walked out.

Then he smiled at Wenman, and the meaning was very clear: the police in the capital can't control this place, and it's useless.

Wenman nodded and looked back.

Li Ding'an was sitting on the sofa in the back: his eyes were dull, staring at the ceiling.

Now it’s better, have you been busy for a long time in vain?

That's several hundred million...

I just can’t understand why Zhang Hanguang and He Anbang got together so unluckily?

Just as I was feeling regretful, another exclamation came from inside: "Old man, look at it. Is there a bronze lamp in my house?"

"It's fake...it says on the label: SX Provincial Museum imitation."

"Ha, the work of Professor Zhang (Zhang Guangchang, former deputy director of Shaanxi Museum, expert on epigraphy, stone and bronze)?"

"Probably!"

"Well, the Panlong-patterned copper kettle... is probably an imitation, but why is it so expensive?"

"One million and seven hundred thousand? If it's true, you have to add two zeros at the end... But this one looks quite old, a bit like it was from the Republic of China period?"

He Anbang replied casually, then turned his head: "Ding'an... Ding'an, hey, why are you sitting down?"

If I don’t sit, how can I stand?

Li Ding'an stood up and took two steps before he paused suddenly.

Then, as if by chance, he slowly turned around, glanced around the two people's faces, and finally looked at Wenman: "Mr. Wen, can we discuss this?"

Wenman didn't say anything, and kept a straight face: You want to beg for mercy, but it's too late!

Li Ding'an thought for a moment: "Calling the police is the police, and business is business. Can we trade first before the police come?"

Mr. Fu was thoughtful, but Wenman still had a straight face: "I won't sell it!"

Several people inside had strange looks on their faces: What kind of brain circuit does Li Ding'an have?

You've been acting like a gangster to me. How much water does she have to have in her head before she sells you something?

"Twenty-six pieces in total, almost 100 million!" Li Ding'an's expression was very serious, "Really, it's not too late to sell it now!"

Do you have so much money?

Wenman was stunned for a moment, then sneered: "It's great if you have money, but it's even less wealthy if you know the police? Wait until you go to jail..."

There's nothing we can do about it?

"What a pity!"

Li Ding'an shook his head helplessly, and walked towards the stand with a little hesitation.

He Anbang and Zhang Hanguang were both stunned, staring back and forth between the list and Li Ding'an's faces.

There was only a name on it, not a price, so I didn't pay attention to it before.

But now, the three of them felt like they were in a state of confusion: One hundred million...how many good things must be in this?

Ma Xianming held the list and his fingers trembled: On the first floor, there are vertical bronze figures, golden beans, coal pigs, amber sheep, crystal beauties, double jade dancers, jade chopsticks, Yousai...

There are twelve pieces, large and small. I haven’t had time to see what they are exactly. If I just look at the product names, most of them are jade products, which should be from before the Song Dynasty.

Combined with another 100 million... Haha, there is definitely Hanyu...

Seeing that he was not very interested, He Anbang took a step forward, took his arm, and lowered his voice: "If you can't buy it today, why don't you buy it with someone else tomorrow?"

Still want to buy one?

With Zhang Hanguang as a troublemaker, we still don’t know where these things will be tomorrow...

"Why are you staring at me?" Zhang Hanguang was confused and poked him again: "What are they? Just point!"

Just point... Li Ding'an pointed at the bronze figure.

The three of them took a closer look: they were about the size of a palm, barefoot and half-naked, and their bodies were densely covered with small pits.

Acupuncture points?

It must be a traditional Chinese medicine acupuncture device, but it's not obvious anymore?

"say something?"

Li Ding'an sighed: "The Bronze Man of the Han Dynasty!"

Han Dynasty, Zhixue Bronze Man?

He Anbang suddenly remembered that Li Ding'an had asked him to help him and sent over the information on the Chinese Academy of Sciences' excavation of Han tombs in the city.

He also took a look at it, and it was clearly recorded in the data: From the tomb of Queen Jing in Zhongshan, gold needles, silver needles, acupuncture boxes, needle boxes and other acupuncture instruments were unearthed one after another.

It just so happens that there is a bottle of bronze figure from the Han Dynasty...

He was excited: "Whose?"

"What do you think!"

Let me go... Didn't I say that before the excavation of Han tombs in Mancheng, they had never been robbed?

He Anbang's breathing became a little heavier: "What else?"

"They are all..." Li Ding'an pointed at the list and walked forward, pointing at the items on the stand and in the cabinet. "The jade handle, the pig in the left hand, the sheep in the right hand...Fan Yuchan ( One of the nine-orificed jade, held in the mouth)...the jade dancer, guarding the side of the ear...the longevity beans, forty-six...the back plug, the crystal cocoon...the quiet plug, the jade chrysalis..."

Every time he said something, the three people's hearts would beat hard, and they would beat faster and faster, like beating drums.

Queen Liu Sheng of King Jing of Zhongshan, cousin and aunt of Emperor Wu of Han Dynasty Liu Che, Dou Wan’s burial jade... seven pieces in total?

Just these alone cost more than 100 million?

No, there is one more thing missing... where is the jade bamboo stick?

Zhang Hanguang suddenly came to his senses and found four people...oh no, Cui Li was also there...five people, standing in front of a display cabinet shaped like a crystal coffin.

There are many pieces of jade inside. They are very short, only four or five centimeters each, and very narrow, about the thickness of a general's chopsticks.

The label says "jade bamboo sticks", and Li Ding'an's list also says "jade bamboo sticks."篯 means both chopsticks and tiny pieces of jade, so it’s no problem to label it this way.

The problem is Li Ding'an's expression: hesitant and lost.

"what is this?"

Li Ding'an was silent for a long time, then sighed sadly: "Gloves!"

"What?"

I thought I was talking about the other two words, which touched upon my blind spots in knowledge. When he saw Li Ding'an stretching out his hand and flexing his fingers, he suddenly realized: Li Ding'an was talking about gloves...

Hmm, jade gloves?

With a buzz in his mind, Zhang Hanguang stretched his neck forward: Jade gloves from Han tombs all over the city?

This is a golden jade garment...

"Wha...what year...I mean the time of the land?"

Li Ding'an breathed out: "Two years earlier than Dean Guo!"

1968...1966?

"Then why don't you buy it?" (End of Chapter)