Live broadcast of treasure appraisal, congratulations to the eldest brother for getting the prison m

"He really didn't know anything when he bought these cultural relics."

Perhaps because of the He family's unique knowledge, Librarian He was clueless when asked by the police.

have no idea? Then why did you call the police?

In the end, Zhang Yang had to help introduce the case, and the people at the police center figured out his relationship with the case.

"Director, I really didn't buy the unearthed cultural relics on purpose."

After accepting the inquiry, Director He immediately explained to Zhang Yang:

"I have an eighty-year-old mother at home and three children who are waiting to be fed..."

"Master He, stop reading, stop reading. I know your situation."

Zhang Yang asked Librarian He to safely cooperate with the police investigation as part of his job.

However, Librarian He will not be able to participate in the treasure appraisal activities in Yangcheng because the police told him not to leave Linhai recently.

"Without me by the curator's side, who would bring you tea and water?" Curator He said with a look of regret.

"It's okay, there are many people over there." Zhang Yang suppressed his laughter and nodded.

He was originally going to Yangcheng again.

This time, Zhang Yang will personally participate in all stages of the treasure appraisal activity.

This is Director Chu's suggestion.

This veteran in the cultural relics world told him:

When organizing events in Yangcheng, opportunities for various media to appear are inevitable.

This is a good opportunity to add a stellar resume to his "internship phase."

If you don't show your face in newspapers and news, when the time comes for the expert to become a full-time expert, how can you have anything to say!

So Zhang Yang asked for two weeks' leave from the counselor, preparing to show off his talents in Yangcheng.

Sister Gao and the others also went there together.

Anyway, Deputy Director Qiu’s side includes food and accommodation, so it’s considered a trip at public expense.

Before the treasure appraisal activities in Yangcheng began, the activities in Yanjing opened first.

"My friends, we are here!"

With such a great excitement, how could you miss the first and second places in Yanjing?

At Zhang Yang's suggestion, Chu Ziqiang started the live broadcast.

He wanted to show his kindness as a landlord and bring Master Zhang's fans to experience the treasure appraisal activity at the foot of the imperial city.

Teacher Che and the others are indeed quite capable. Not only did they invite reporters from Yanjing TV to follow up and report, they also rented a huge venue.

Outside the main venue, there were people waiting for appraisals, vendors setting up street stalls, circus performers, vendors selling antiques... it was bustling with people.

“Scan the QR code to make an appointment, pay online, and show the QR code to enter!”

The sound of the semiconductor speaker tells everyone where the entrance is.

The order on site is still very good.

Occasionally, there are discordant sounds. For example, behind Xiao Chu and the other two, there is an energetic old man shouting:

"The Hunyuan Xingyi Taiji Sect has accepted disciples. Traditional kung fu, take it! Transform it! Send it!"

"There are all kinds of martial arts secrets, and all eighteen martial arts can be taught~"

As he spoke, he shook the whip in his hand twice, showing off his pine cone flicking lightning five-stroke whip.

"Boss, shall we go in now?"

Chu Ziqiang consulted Zhang Yang's opinion while he was still in the business.

He is the house manager, and Zhang Yang is the anchor. Let alone the boss, it is not impossible to call him the master.

"That guy from the Tai Chi Sect seems to be selling ancient books." Chen Yanguang was a little interested in the stall behind him.

The audience in the live broadcast room is also similar.

Who can resist a whip?

Zhang Yang took one look at the barrage and made a decision immediately:

"Let's go, take us to see the secrets of martial arts first."

The two of them walked to the stall. It was a lie for the old man to accept apprentices, but it was true to sell books.

Antique thread-bound books were placed on a temporary stall paved with oilcloth.

Books are old and new.

Most of the so-called martial arts secrets are kung fu mentioned in Jin Guliangwen's novels.

I think it's definitely a fake.

In addition to secret books, there are also some classic books similar to the "Huangdi Neijing".

When it comes to books, I always buy used ones rather than new ones, so Chen Yanguang went straight for the oldest one.

He didn't recognize any of the words written in a thick, yellowed old book, and the more he read, the more confused he became:

"Am I illiterate? Or is this an oracle?"

"What is it, let me take a look?" Chu Ziqiang also came up.

After a while, he shook his head: "I am also illiterate."

"No, do you two do live broadcasts?" Zhang Yang couldn't help but shout to the two of them: "There are more than 20,000 people in the live broadcast room, let's watch you play abstract art here, right?"

"Show us your stuff!"

"Sorry, I forgot there is an expert here."

Chen Yanguang smiled playfully and showed the old book that seemed to be an ancient book in front of the camera.

On every page, there are neat and dense mysterious characters.

What text?

Zhang Yang has never seen such a thing.

Then let’s identify it directly.

[This is a made-up text, right?]

[I think I may have discovered an alien civilization]

[Maybe it’s the writing of ethnic minorities]

[Wow, wow, it turns out I am illiterate too]

"This is the writing of the Shui people, a minority group."

Zhang Yang explained to the audience and Chen and Chu:

"Some people call it Shuishu, while others call it Shuiwen."

"Can you understand what's written above?" Chen Yanguang didn't believe Zhang Yang's words.

As a junior in college, even if he can identify treasures, can he also understand the writing of ethnic minorities?

"I can't understand the specific content." Zhang Yang shook his head honestly: "But I know the origin of this old book."

"This is a copy of Shui Shu's version of "Lianshan"."

The ancient Yi Jing is divided into three parts, "Lianshan" in the Xia Dynasty, "Gui Zang" in the Shang Dynasty, and "Zhou Yi" in the Zhou Dynasty.

Originally, except for "The Book of Changes", the other two books have been lost.

Unexpectedly, a few years ago, during the excavation of Shuishu, an ancient book suspected to be "Lianshan" was discovered.

The book sold at the stall should be a replica based on the photo of the original book, but the distressing method is very general.

It was okay to fool Chen Yanguang, but even Xiao Chu couldn't be fooled.

"I don't understand." Chen Yanguang shook his head: "Just tell me what this book is for."

"The deduction of yin and yang and the five elements is commonly known as fortune telling." Zhang Yang explained in a simple and easy-to-understand way.

He also knows a little bit about Feng Shui, but he is really a layman in the Book of Changes.

Moreover, Zhang Yang always feels that fortune telling is a serious feudal superstition, far less realistic than Feng Shui.

But rich people like Chen Yanguang don’t seem to think so.

"Fortune telling? What a good thing! Boss, I bought it."

"Three thousand? So cheap?"

[This kind of thing should be at most three hundred]

[Wholesale price is 99 cents (tax included)]

[It’s better to spend money to learn other people’s whipping techniques]

[You newbies don’t understand, buying waste at high prices is the character of Emperor Jiao]

When Zhang Yang thought about it, it was true.

The top guy on the list is probably sorting out his life.

However, after Chen Yanguang finished shopping, he ran over and asked:

"Brother, can you help translate this into Chinese characters? It will be of great help to me."

"At least I can cheat... no, make money, make millions."

He really wanted to buy this book and learn fortune telling.

Whether or not you are superstitious is another matter, but in the circle of wealthy people, if you understand the I Ching, you will be a welcome guest wherever you go.

It's a pity that Shuishu's version of "Lianshan" was published almost 20 years ago, and a team of experts has only translated one third of it, and it has not been published to the public.

"Then why should I buy this thing?"

"I want to know too, what's it for?" Zhang Yang asked, suppressing a smile.

"No, I want to return the goods." Chen Yanguang reacted.

But the vendor just now had already disappeared, earning two thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine in blood.

Not running? Isn’t that a fool?

"It's okay. You can take it to a treasure appraisal expert later." Zhang Yang gave Chen Yanguang an idea.

"What a good idea. I heard that Master Ge is an expert in calligraphy. You can ask him to take a look." Xiao Chu agreed.

"Then what are you waiting for? Let's go!"

…

"Yanjing was the imperial capital of the Six Dynasties."

“If there is such a thing as [minzang], then Yanjing is definitely the center of folk Tibet in the country.”

"In other words, there are a lot of knowledgeable people here."

On the way to the queue, Xiao Chu took the initiative to chat with everyone.

He grew up in Yanjing, and he still has a sense of pride in his hometown.

And he felt that this was not Panjiayuan, so where could there be so many fakes?

"Anyone who dares to come here to appraise the treasures must have something." Chu Ziqiang said confidently.

Zhang Yang thinks this statement makes sense.

I just don’t know what kind of “something” it is.

Like the audience in the live broadcast room, he was full of expectations for the private collectors who were about to appear on the screen.

When Chen and Chu started to line up, Zhang Yang immediately encouraged him:

"Don't rush to line up. Chat with the people around you."

"Look at all the treasures they have with them."

The two people on the other end of the video are both social cows, and they are the best at chatting with strangers.

They first focused on an old man holding a wooden chair.

【Uncle Huanghuali 2.0? 】

[I started laughing when I saw the chair]

[Quick, go ask how many millions this chair is worth]

Chen Yanguang knew the truth, so he went up and asked:

"Uncle, is this a Hainan Huanghuali chair?"

"Of course!" The uncle turned his head, took off his thick glasses, and glanced at Chen Yanguang from above.

"Then your stuff shouldn't be cheap, right?"

"Young man, you don't even understand huanghuali, why are you here to join in the fun?"

The old man put down the chair, held the back of the chair, and said proudly:

"Hainan Huanghuali official hat chair from the Qing Dynasty, the auction price is at least this amount."

"thirty million?"

"Three hundred million!"

Right! That's the kind of quote.

Zhang Yang gave the uncle a thumbs up from a distance.

I don’t know what happened to auction houses like Christie’s. The price of huanghuali has never kept up with the new version, so it hasn’t been popular.

Recently, a huanghuali official hat chair with an early Qing Dynasty style was sold for just over three million.

Compared with the big collectors in China, the pattern is several orders of magnitude different.

Chu Ziqiang is knowledgeable and knows that even if it is true, the chair is not worth 300 million.

Thinking of what he said to the audience in the live broadcast room before queuing up, his face burned a little, so he took the initiative to walk up and said:

"I also have two chairs like this at home. They should be worth about five million."

"It's not as valuable as you said."

What he said was not Versailles, it was even a very humble statement.

Zhang Yang had seen it at his house. It was not two chairs, but a complete set of Hainan huanghuali furniture. If you could buy it for 100 million, you would only miss it.

"Then your family is from the mid-Qing Dynasty?" The uncle asked with his head held high.

"One is from the Ming Dynasty, and the other is from the Ming Dynasty."

"Then the chair in your house was also used by Li Zhongtang?"

"Li Zhongtang...Li Hongzhang?" Chu Ziqiang asked doubtfully.

The most powerful official in the late Qing Dynasty was sitting on this thing?

He couldn't help but secretly asked Zhang Yang:

"Master Zhang, is this thing reliable? How much can it sell for?"

"This is a chair made of jujube wood, sandalwood, etc., a five-six-seven handicraft."

"Three thousand yuan shouldn't be a problem."

In the live broadcast room, Zhang Yang was already holding his stomach with laughter.

Xiao Chu has a simple sense of justice, what is right is right, and what is wrong is wrong.

That's a good thing, but he's in the wrong place today.

At the treasure appraisal site, the editor-in-chief of the story club came, and he was able to produce two special issues.

Not to mention the chair where Li Hongzhang sat, Cixi will bring out all the Bronze Ancestors that she played with later.

Shock you all year long.

But after all, it was an appraisal meeting co-organized by himself, so he couldn’t ruin the scene. Zhang Yang told Xiao Chu and Chen Yanguang:

"Don't appraise it for other experts, or you'll get beaten."

Only then did Xiao Chu suppress the words about cracking down on counterfeiting.

The uncle may have seen Chen Yanguang taking pictures with his mobile phone, which was very exciting.

Waved to him: "Come on, come on, let me show you my evidence."

What evidence?

Chu Ziqiang held his mobile phone, and Chen Yanguang showed an old black and white photo in front of the camera.

AI image recognition shows that this should be a photo of Li Hongzhang taken by the British man Sanders in 1860.

At that time, Li Zhongtang was indeed sitting on a wooden chair.

It's a bit similar to the uncle's.

[As we all know, there was no PS in the Qing Dynasty, so this is true]

[Isn’t this a photo from a textbook? This thing can also be used to deceive people]

[Your textbook is the People's Education Press version, right? Yanjing does not use this version of the textbook]

[I couldn’t tell whether it was true or false for a moment]

In the live broadcast room, Zhang Yang smiled and explained the source of the photo to his friends.

After hearing this, Chu Ziqiang shook his head depressedly.

Good news: The uncle does have something;

Bad news: The stuff came out and everyone laughed.

Xiao Chu glanced at the endless team and wondered when it would be his turn to make an appraisal.

He already felt a little tortured.

At this time, Chen Yanguang successfully provoked another aunt:

"Auntie, are you Yuan Qinghua?"

【Hahahahahaha】

In the live broadcast room, the wave of joy hit again.

"Young man has good taste."

The aunt held a large blue and white jar that was obviously artificially aged, nodded and said with a smile on her face:

"This is collected by my father. I have been abroad and just came back."

"I still have seven or eight large Yuan blue and white jars like this at home, and they are all beautiful."

Zhang Yang saw the aunt's expressions of joy and couldn't help but sigh:

"Seven or eight pieces of Yuanqinghua, what kind of fairy family is this?"

"Where's Brother Qiang? Hurry up and take a picture of the baby."

Chu Ziqiang looked at Chen Yanguang and Auntie, gritted his teeth and squeezed out the word "ok".

When he followed up to take pictures of Yuan Qinghua, Chen Yanguang from Sheniu had already persuaded his aunt to take out another treasure from her bag.

Pastel character story lantern statue.

At first glance, it looks like a Kangxi one, with the six-character seal script inscription "Kangxi Year System of the Qing Dynasty" at the bottom.

It’s just that the character story drawn above is a bit strange.

"This painting is of the Red Mansion, right? The man is Jia Baoyu, and I don't know the two women."

"No, why is this Jia Baoyu standing as tall as two other girls sitting down?"

[Normal, Jia Baoyu is only fifteen years old in The Red Mansion]

[At the time of Kangxi, was Mr. Cao just born?]

[Teacher, haven’t you heard that Jia Baoyu drives a big car? 】