Live appraising treasures, I became a national treasure expert?

Several people were horrified and speechless, as if frozen around the cabinet.

What are first-class cultural relics?

Representative cultural relics that reflect the development of productive forces, progress in production technology, as well as economic and political systems in a certain period, and have important historical, artistic, and scientific value.

For example, the Bronze Lord of the Xia Dynasty, the Four-Yang Zun of the Shang Dynasty, the Queen Mother Ding of the Zhou Dynasty, and the soldiers and horses of the Qin Dynasty.

When I arrived in the Han Dynasty, of course, there was no one other than gold and jade clothes.

Even if it is just a part, even if it is just two gloves, its preciousness and representativeness cannot be measured with money.

Suddenly, Zhang Hanguang and He Anbang remembered the first time Li Dingan called: If I discovered the fifth leg of the stepmother tripod, would I buy it or not?

At that time, the two of them were still thinking: What kind of nonsense is Li Ding'an's metaphor? Where did the stepmother tripod get its fifth leg?

But now?

I just can’t figure it out. Dean Guo and countless historians and archaeologists have verified that Dou Wan’s jade garment did not have gloves. Then this one came out of nowhere?

And it's openly sold here for only 6 million. How about 600 million?

More importantly, was it unearthed after the founding of the People's Republic of China?

Therefore, there is no need to buy it back and have it reimbursed by the National Expo. Instead, you should call the police as soon as possible... This is what Zhang Hanguang said.

No, I am a police officer, and I am specifically responsible for this...

Zhang Hanguang suddenly realized: he took out his mobile phone and dialed a number, and only said six words: "Come and live, Yueshan Lake!"

After hanging up the phone, he yelled: "Take off your pants and fart, it's unnecessary."

"Praise your sister!" Li Ding'an glared at him: "You bastard!"

"Hey...what the hell..."

Zhang Hanguang suddenly became unhappy and was about to roll up his sleeves when He Anbang pulled him and pointed at the list.

Oh, yes... not only the jade clothes with golden threads, but also the jade with nine orifices, there are about ten more pieces below, all on the second floor.

After another look, I didn't remember anything else. The white jade Guanyin and the red porcelain crown at the top don't look too familiar: it was he and He Anbang who asked the documentarian Fang Zhijie to take the pictures together, and then sent them to Li Ding'an.

Including the conversation between Li Ding'an and He Anbang, he also remembered clearly:

Lao He, your unique red porcelain necklace, I matched it with a pair...

What, sell it to you? Okay, I don’t want more, 200 million...

There is also a bottle of white porcelain Guanyin, which is more than enough for Class A cultural relics, which is more than enough for Class A cultural relics... There are seven or eight pieces that are similar. I will give you a discount or more, and I will give you another 100 million...

Lao He said at that time that if he didn’t have one from the People’s Bank of China, would he want one from the Land Bank?

At that time, both he and He Anbang thought Li Ding'an was joking, but what about now?

Now, let alone the Land Bank, Li Ding'an can't even get a piece of it...

ha?

I was so excited that I called early.

But after all the beatings, from his point of view, he did not find a first-class national treasure, but he treated it as invisible...

"If there is no this time, there will be a next time!"

Zhang Hanguang rolled his eyes and said with a sly expression: "Besides, you are young and haven't even been married yet, so making so much money is of no use!"

"Fart...which bastard said last time: My son can't spend all the money anyway, why not leave some for my godson?"

"Isn't it true that you haven't recognized it yet?"

Li Ding'an was furious: "I'll fuck you to death..."

Zhang Hanguang ran out with a "swish".

Of course he knew that Li Ding'an was scaring him, but he couldn't resist taking the opportunity to hit him twice. He must have done it with serious crimes: That's hundreds of millions, and he was messed up right before his eyes?

I have the heart to take out a knife when I leave others alone...

"Don't worry!" He Anbang reassured him, "As long as it's not after the founding of the People's Republic of China, he will definitely return. Maybe there will be a chance."

Ah?

It will come back, but what happens after that?

As long as Mr. Wen has a good mind, he will go through everything again, making sure to be as careful as possible.

The reason is simple: a pile of broken jade that could be identified as fake by epigraphy experts from the Forbidden City suddenly turned into jade clothes with golden threads. The price has increased a hundred times. Where is the leftover stuff?

Still picking up leaks and picking up chickens?

……

The voices of several people were very low, and you couldn't hear clearly what they were saying from the other side of the door. You could only see four or five people muttering around the cabinet.

Then there seemed to be an argument, and then a fight: the young man chased the one who showed his police ID, but he missed and was stopped.

Mr. Fu took a look and said, "What's in the cabinet?"

Secretary Liu tried his best to recall: "More than a hundred jade chopsticks, two jade dancers, an amber sheep, a coal-fired pig... The highest price is the jade chopsticks, priced at six million, and the other prices are not very high!"

Jade chopsticks and jade dancers?

Fu Bin was stunned for a moment, then said "ha": "Don't you think they are all buried jade from the Han Dynasty?"

Judging from the shapes, they are indeed similar, but the signs of wear and tear are also obvious. Just in case, the boss asked an expert to take a look: it was definitely a fake.

After thinking for a moment, he lowered his voice: "Xiaoman, if those things are worth 100 million, they can't be sold..."

Wenman categorically said: “I won’t sell it!”

Well, you are the eldest lady, you have the final say...

As they were thinking, the sound of the car door closing came from outside, and several people turned their heads subconsciously:

The police are here.

Mr. Wen is also here...

……

"The police are coming!"

"Two more cars came from behind."

He Anbang took a look and whispered: "Wen Youquan?"

"you know?"

"Chairman of your provincial Collectors Association and member of the National Collectors Association!"

"good relationship?"

"How cool? Just because the relationship is not good, it's best not to meet him!"

He Anbang narrowed his eyes like a tongue twister, "Old Ma, let's go out first!"

Li Ding'an was stunned: "What's going on with Lao He?"

"I'm not sure, I guess there's something going on!"

So why don't you hide?

……

When Wen Youquan saw the police, he waited for a moment and found that he didn't recognize him, so he just said hello politely.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, He Anbang and Ma Xianming slipped out. Immediately, Wen Youquan and the police entered the door.

One person has two bars and one, and two people have two beans. They are very professional and their actions are very standardized: first turn on the recorder, and then take the notebook. The two bars and one person are responsible for asking, and the other person is responsible for recording: "Who called the police?"

"I!"

"what happened?"

"He teases girls!"

Fu Bin added insult to injury, and Wen Man looked pitiful, as if he had been wronged a lot: "I wore a little less, but he said I was big and white... Isn't this teasing?"

Just one big and white sentence?

Zhang Hanguang almost stopped dead when Liang Bangyi looked at her strangely: He finally knew how today's incident came about: At that time, Li Ding'an was describing the shape of the white porcelain Guanyin to He Anbang.

With just one phone call, he became a hooligan. Isn't this more unfair than Dou E?

as expected:

The police asked again: "What was he doing at that time!"

Wenman hesitated: "Call!"

"Besides making phone calls, what else did you do? For example, did you have any physical contact with you?"

"No...but he looked at me and said it!"

"Besides big and white, are there any explicit insulting words in your language? Listen clearly, there are clear directions!"

Big and white, doesn’t it just refer to the breasts? Doesn’t that count?

Wenman gritted his teeth and shook his head again.

Both sides were expressionless: Just for such a trivial matter?

He looked at Li Ding'an again: "It's your turn, what's your name?"

"Li Ding'an!"

"Profession?"

"student!"

"more specific!"

"Graduate student in the Department of Archeology at Peking University!"

Studying archeology?

No wonder I came here...

"Tell me the specific situation!"

What more needs to be said?

Li Ding'an sighed, took out his phone and clicked:

"Stop talking nonsense...send the image over quickly, and then send a car. Remember, bring more bags..." "Wait a minute, what's going on with the white porcelain Guanyin?"

"In this way... I will describe the shape of the vessel to you and you will know... Wearing a miter, hands in mudra, half lotus posture, upper body naked..."

"What about the size?"

"Big, big... half a head taller than yours..."

"Where are the clothes?"

"I don't wear much. I only have a gauze skirt on my lower body, which just reaches my knees... It's roughly like: open chest and navel, bare legs, gauze skirt, full body... tall, big and white... Wait a minute, someone is coming, I'll go further and tell you..."

"who?"

"Who do you care about?"

"I'm afraid someone will cut off my beard!"

"She's a woman. She's quite young. She doesn't look like someone who plays with antiques..."

Then, the sound of high heels came from the phone again: thump thump thump thump...very crisp and very clear...

Li Dingan clicked pause.

The two bars went up and down, and his eyes looked from Wenman's head to his feet: open chest and navel, bare legs in gauze skirt, plump figure...tall, big and white...

And high heels...

"You didn't explain?"

"I explained, she didn't believe me when I told you about the white porcelain Guanyin!"

Liang Bang thought for a moment: "Where is the white porcelain Guanyin?"

Li Dingan said nothing and looked at Mr. Fu and Wenman. Mr. Fu opened his mouth and was about to say no, but when the words came to his lips, he sighed: The thing is right there. You can see it when you go upstairs.

"Second floor!"

"Is your upper body naked?"

"Yes!"

"Open breasts and navel, bare legs in gauze skirt, plump figure?"

"Yes!"

Isn’t this the end?

Yes, it is quite consistent, but they are not talking about you.

Liang Bang sighed, took the transcript, scrawled a line of words, and handed it forward: "Sign!"

Is this over?

"What, a misunderstanding?" Wenman was stunned for a moment, "Okay, this time it was a misunderstanding, but he teased me last night..."

Zhang Hanguang winked: "Why are you teasing me?"

"He said my legs are so long...he...his girlfriend is here too!"

"Good guy..." Zhang Hanguang perked up, "Which one?"

Li Ding'an stared at him: "Get out of the way!"

The scene was a bit chaotic. Zhang Hanguang stepped over and took over, but the police didn't say anything. Liang Bangyi handed the report receipt forward again: "Sign!"

"I won't sign!"

"Don't sign?"

If you really don’t sign, it will be treated as a lie report, and it won’t be him who will be brought back, but you...

"Sign!" Wen Youquan said decisively, "Xiaoman, don't mess around!"

Wen Man was so aggrieved that tears welled up in his eyes. He swished twice without knowing what kind of talisman he wrote. Then he curled his lips and pointed at Li Ding'an with his white onion-like finger: "You bastard!" "

It's okay, just scold me.

You won’t be able to curse even if you want to later…

Just as he was about to say something, Wen Youquan patted Wenman on the shoulder lovingly: "Stop crying, I have informed their leaders, and I will definitely deal with him when we get back!"

Endless...

No, where did I get the leadership?

To notify is also to notify the school...

He suddenly raised his head: "Mr. Wen, please ask, which leader did you inform?"

"Director Ning, Director Su, you mean it's not enough?"

Department of Archeology...Graduate student...He also knows Cui Li...

No...you regard me as...a summer job at a TV station?

While Li Ding'an was thinking about it, Cui Li was stunned for a moment, quickly took out his cell phone, and let out another sigh.

The screen showed a total of eleven missed calls.

Ning Jing has two, Su Xiu has two, and Yu Huiyin has seven.

The last one was two minutes ago…

"I...I...I was muted before!"

Li Ding settled for a moment and shook his head: "It doesn't matter!"

Everyone who does appraisals has this habit, and so did he. He was afraid of He Anbang's endless questioning, so he turned off his phone directly.

Of course, no matter the director or the director, they have nothing to do with him.

The question is, where is Yu Huiyin?

Li Ding'an could imagine what would happen to her colleagues: Miss Yu's boyfriend is a pervert...

The police have determined that this was a misunderstanding, and there is such a long and clear phone recording. You pretended not to have heard it and insisted on teaching me a lesson...is this what you mean?

Li Ding'an let out a long sigh: "Mr. Wen, can we discuss this?"

No one paid attention to him. Mr. Fu took a step forward and stretched out his hand: "How many of you can please?"

"Don't worry, just one word!"

Li Ding'an put the list on the table, "These are the items, 100 million, do you want to sell them?"

Wen Youquan didn't pay attention at first, thinking he wanted to plead for mercy, but when he heard 100 million, he perked up. He looked at the list again, and his eyes lit up.

The pile of jade on the first floor and the pile of tantric magical weapons on the second floor?

Wenman, Mr. Fu, Secretary Liu, including the three policemen, were all stunned: This is how it is, and you still want to buy it?

Zhang Hanguang's eyes fluttered: Can this be done?

"Why didn't you say anything just now?"

How to say?

You have called the police, but I am still following behind to pick up the leak. What does this mean?

Take advantage of the situation, add insult to injury, hit the cook when you are full...

To put it bluntly: the impact it spreads is really not very good.

But after all this time, do you still care about the influence of a woolen thread?

At worst, I won’t earn a penny, so I’ll donate it all…

Wen Youquan looked him up and down, as if asking: Are you really a student?

But the police were still there, so there was really no need to lie.

He looked at the list again, and finally looked at the container truck outside the door, a few bags and boxes on the ground, and Cui Li next to him.

It seems that he is from the Department of Archeology at Peking University?

And the sentence on the phone: I'm afraid of being intercepted...

Understand: Newborn calves are not afraid of tigers and think they have picked up something.

The things must still be those things. They have been piled up for many years. He could count them with his eyes closed.

To be honest, tens of millions is enough, but now someone is asking for 100 million?

"My eyes are blind, I didn't see it!"

After being silent for a long time, Wen Youquan smiled again and said, "I would like to ask if the family knows."

"My family doesn't care about this!"

Li Ding'an took out his card and said, "Mr. Wen, just say: If you sell, I will pay. If you don't sell, I will leave!"

"Sell!"

Wenman was stunned: "Dad?"

"When you open your business, how can you not make money without making money?"

Wen Youquan waved his hand, "Fu Bin, sign the contract, Xiao Liu, make tea..." (End of Chapter)