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"Friend Bao, welcome, Master Zhang will serve you wholeheartedly!" Zhang Yang said with full energy.

"Hello, teacher! You are so polite, teacher. I just brought a small thing with me and wanted to ask your help."

Baoyou took out a bronze mirror in his hand.

The front and back sides of the bronze mirror are full of green rust.

Different from ordinary bronze mirrors, the edges of the mirror are not neat, but curved like petals.

"Friend Bao, this is no small thing. Where did it come from?"

Zhang Yang sat forward a little and took the time to identify the "criminal evidence" while Baoyou was telling the story.

[It’s rusted like this, and it looks like it’s from the soil]

[I will believe it if it is just a piece of rusty iron]

[The iron in your house is turning green and rusty]

"I drove back to my hometown a few days ago and picked this up in my hometown." Baoyou replied.

"Oh, it was just unearthed." Zhang Yang translated for the other party, and then asked: "Is this the only one unearthed from the grave?"

"In the grave...this was not dug, I actually picked it up by the river."

Baoyou was almost thrown into a ditch by Zhang Yang.

"By the river? Are you sure?" Zhang Yang asked, looking at the patina on the bronze mirror.

"I'm pretty sure, it's right by the river in my hometown."

"That's strange. This rust is not from puddles. The things definitely didn't come from the river. I suggest you organize your language."

Zhang Yang glanced at the camera with a half-smile and raised his eyebrows.

"Let me remind you, because of the lies just now, the credibility of your confession is currently plummeting."

"No, no, no." Baoyou said anxiously, "I'm talking about the riverside, not the river."

"Teacher, I am from Jiangnan Province. The soil dug out from the mountains was transported here to build river embankments. It was in that kind of soil that I found this mirror." Baoyou began to blow up his house.

"Did you just find this one? Didn't you look around any more?"

Zhang Yang has already finished the appraisal. It is a diamond-shaped bronze mirror from the Liao Dynasty. Judging from the rust color, it seems that it was just dug out.

Before being unearthed, both sides should have been in contact with the soil, so there is such a thick rust.

"The situation you mentioned does exist. It was dug out from the mountains, but there are usually several burial objects, not just bronze mirrors, but also other things."

"No more, I will find this bronze mirror." Baoyou said confidently.

Little did they know, his words had already told everyone that he had looked nearby but couldn't find it.

"No way. You tell me your address and I will come to you with a shovel. There must be more than one."

【Count me in】

[I’ll also sign up and bring two shovels]

[I will come directly with the excavator]

"Look at the barrage, how enthusiastic everyone is." Zhang Yang said with a smile.

"Okay, but I'm not in my hometown now..."

Baoyou was still talking when suddenly the screen on his side went black, and then even the microphone was cut off.

Zhang Yang was caught off guard and asked quickly:

"Friend Bao, are you taking the initiative or passively?"

"You are leaving too hastily!"

[Hahaha, arrested directly]

[This person is sitting in the police station, so fast]

"Brother, I guess he's using a 5G network to connect to the microphone."

"The 5G base station has a small range, so it was locked directly for him." Zhang Yang said jokingly.

For such a quick and complete disconnection, either Baoyou panicked, or the Internet was really disconnected.

"Next, everyone, please check the network before connecting to the microphone."

…

"Hey! My dear friend, this copper furnace of yours is brand new from the factory."

This is the first time Zhang Yang has seen such a thing after so long of appraisals.

Baoyou took out a copper stove. The style was not new. It was a square tripod-shaped stove with a seat at the bottom and ears on both sides. The technical term was "manger stove".

But the appearance is very unnatural. The thing should have been taken under the sun. The outside of the stove is reflective and the sun can be seen. Zhang Yang suspects that it can be used as a mirror.

[This was just made, I haven’t had time to make it old yet]

【stainless steel】

[Obviously the copper furnace is not coated with paste, just like a person without clothes]

"Teacher, please help me take a look. Is this thing old?"

"They said it was from Li Qujiang."

Baoyou showed the bottom of the stove, and it was indeed written in seal script with the four characters "Made by Li Qujiang". The style was simple, much like an old item.

When Zhang Yang saw this model, his attention immediately focused.

"Come on, friend Bao, hold it farther away and let me take a look at the overall shape."

"Is there anything that doesn't have this metallic luster? Let me see."

Half a minute later, Zhang Yang nodded solemnly.

"Friend Bao, this is indeed a manger stove from the Ming Dynasty. There is nothing wrong with it. Where did you get this?"

The copper furnaces of the Ming and Qing Dynasties are different from other metal objects. They are generally inherited and passed down from generation to generation and rarely enter the tomb.

Therefore, there is also a saying in the copper furnace circle that "there is no leak in the copper furnace to be picked up."

"This was collected by my grandfather before and distributed to several of our grandchildren."

"I'm curious, where is its patina?" Zhang Yang wanted to laugh, but held it back.

Afraid that Baoyou wouldn't understand, he also explained: "It's the original layer of yellow stuff on the surface of this thing, the oxide layer of copper."

"That layer of skin, I thought it was a bit ugly, so I washed it."

As Baoyou said, he took the copper stove and turned it around in his hand, as if to show off how clean he was.

"Nice!" Zhang Yang said, giving a thumbs up.

[Wash the bag pulp? What a genius! 】

[I play with stoves, I’m going to be pissed off by this guy]

[Hundreds of years of patina, you just wash it off when you say it, what kind of family is that?]

[This man is a complete amateur, a pure paratrooper]

"Teacher, can't this be washed?"

Only then did Baoyou realize that he seemed to have done something stupid.

"It can be washed. Just divide the value by one hundred." Zhang Yang replied politely.

Antiques and antiques, the traces of history have been washed away, and the "antique" is gone, and they are finished.

"Then, how much is this originally worth?" Baoyou still didn't give up.

It seems that if the price is low, he won't feel bad.

"It is difficult to estimate the copper furnaces from the late Ming Dynasty to the Qing Dynasty. I can only give you a reference price."

Zhang Yang raised the index and middle fingers of his right hand towards the camera and shook them.

"Two hundred thousand?"

"Two million!" Zhang Yang continued to smile.

He knew that someone was about to cry.

"Damn it, it's so expensive!" Baoyou yelled.

His camera shook a bit, and finally focused on the model under the stove.

"Teacher, is this Li Qujiang a celebrity? I couldn't find him online."

"It's not a celebrity." Zhang Yang shook his head: "But this money is a famous private money."

"There is a literary and art master, and anyone who knows the cultural and museum industry should know that Wang Shixiang is the first person in China to study ancient furniture from the Ming Dynasty."

"He collected a lot of copper stoves from the Ming and Qing Dynasties. Many of the people who play with stoves in China learned from him."

"In Mr. Wang's personal collection, there are two Li Qujiang stoves. One of them was sold at a Xiangjiang auction ten years ago for over 10 million yuan."

"Without the blessing of a celebrity, selling for two million is considered low. If you find a well-known insider to pass it over, it wouldn't be surprising to sell it for ten million."

"Of course, the premise of all this is based on its patina of more than 300 years."

[Good news: original price is 2 million; bad news: only worth 20,000 without paste]

[I lost a lot, it’s so fun to watch]

[When playing with antiques, being uneducated is the scariest thing]

[Why do you think having patina is ugly? No matter how ugly it is, it is still better than this stainless steel color]

"Alas~"

After listening to Zhang Yang's words, Baoyou sighed five times in a row. After twenty seconds, he slowly spoke:

"Teacher, is there any way to restore this? I remember, don't some handicrafts now have paste?"

"You mean, old-fashioned?"

"Yes, yes, it's just old-fashioned."

"Brother's thinking is very strange!" Zhang Yang extended his thumb again.

"We are appraisers. As long as we find signs of distress, we will treat it as fake. Today I know that your items are old, but in the future, others will not think so when they see signs of distress."

"Is there any way to restore this?"

Baoyou regretted it very much. He really wanted to turn twenty thousand into two million.

"Yes." Zhang Yang nodded: "The copper furnace depends on maintenance. You can search the Internet for the correct way to use the copper furnace. Burn incense every day and slowly bake it with charcoal fire to let its appearance change naturally."

"In this way, by the time it is passed on to your grandson, it will be almost recovered."

"Okay, thank you teacher, I'll keep it as a family heirloom!"

After hearing what Zhang Yang said, Baoyou accepted his fate.

"You're welcome. By the way, would you mind if I cut the video of our treasure appraisal today into a promotional video!" Zhang Yang asked at the end.

It wasn't that he wanted to make a last hit, but he felt that this precious friend was a natural negative example.

In the future, whoever asks whether the pulp can be washed will know it just by looking at this person’s tragic experience.

"No problem, thank you teacher."

Baoyou, who had a blood loss of 1.98 million, hurriedly disconnected Lianmai.

…

"Brothers, you must know the common sense of the antique industry!"

"Don't think that the rust or anything looks like an eyesore, so just break it off. It will look like it came out of the soil."

【Why did it come out of the earth】

[The one you are talking about is the crime of destroying cultural relics, right?]

[Anchor, something is wrong with you]

"Don't worry about the details, I'm just giving you an example."

Zhang Yang pointed to the banner and plaque behind him.

"I hope everyone will remember that I am a positive anchor."

Although he knows about tomb robbing, knows tomb robbers, and there are tomb robbers in the live broadcast room to appraise treasures, he is still a "vanguard" in the cultural relic protection camp.

"Come and welcome the next treasure friend."

"Teacher, I have brought some ancient jades and I would like to ask your help to take a look."

On Baoyou's white table, there is a row of jade objects.

"Brother, are you just playing this?"

"No, I'm just a layman."

Baoyou picked up a large piece of jade. The quality of the jade was average and there were no patterns on it. It was often called a plain noodle.

"Teacher, is this from the Qi family?"

Regarding this question, you said you are a layman?

Qijia ancient jade, together with Hongshan ancient jade and Liangzhu ancient jade, are known as the three major ancient jades, but they are less famous than the latter two.

Zhang Yang looked at it for a while and shook his head: "No, this is a new imitation in the past few years. The signs of distress are too obvious."

"Although it is Hetian jade, the material is too poor. It costs a few hundred yuan." He replied calmly.

"Damn, I got tricked..."

"Teacher, please help me take a look at this again."

Baoyou took out a piece of jade that was about the same thickness as his thumb. It was slightly shorter than his index finger and had a bit of earthy texture on the surface. It looked like it was bought as ancient jade.

"Friend Bao, I've finally waited for you."

Zhang Yang immediately started to applaud.

"Ah? Teacher, is there any knowledge in this thing?"

"Knowledge? This knowledge is huge." Zhang Yang cleared his throat and said, "Taking it a step further, we can talk about the ancients' fear of death and their yearning for immortality after death..."

"What about the younger ones?" Baoyou asked.

"Friend Bao, do you really not know what this is?" Zhang Yang was a little surprised.

Logically speaking, anyone who plays with ancient jade will know what it is when seeing its shape.

"I think the pendant may have broken."

Baoyou held one end of the jade and lifted it in the air.

"Okay, then smell it and see if this thing smells like anything?"

Baoyou brought the thing to his nose and smelled it, then nodded: "It seems to have a bit of an earthy smell."

[Damn, it smells really good]

[It should smell like corpse]

[This young man should be the legendary half-bucket of water]

"The scientific name of this thing is jade plug. Yours should be the anal plug used by ancient people when they were buried with them after death." Zhang Yang said with a serious face.

"The ancients believed that blocking the nine orifices would ensure that the body would not rot."

"What the hell!"

Baoyou completely understood now and quickly put the things on the table.

Then, Zhang Yang heard the sound of the other party wiping his hands on his pants.

"If you're not mistaken, this thing is from the late Eastern Han Dynasty. Where did you get it?"

With the previous fake jade as the foundation, in Zhang Yang's opinion, Baoyou probably bought this jade from somewhere, and the chance of digging it out is low.

It's even possible that he picked it up and missed it, but the smell is a little too strong.

"I bought this at Tianguang Market in Yangcheng." Baoyou replied.

"That should be sold by tomb robbers."

Based on his own experience, Zhang Yang quickly came to the conclusion: "And he is a very wicked tomb robber."

"Ah? Grave robbing, then I won't be breaking the law, right?"

Baoyou's legal awareness is quite strong.

Zhang Yang nodded approvingly and comforted him:

"Brother, don't panic. The police should have been dispatched by now. Just wait for the police to knock on the door."

"Teacher, don't scare me?"

"Why am I scaring you?" Zhang Yang looked at the camera and said in a very sincere tone: "There are police from all over the world in the live broadcast room. It is their job to catch the tomb robbers who sell you things."

"You just need to cooperate. Your action of sniffing this thing just now has cleared your suspicion."

"Okay, I understand. I'll just stay at home and wait for them to come."

Baoyou sounded very firm and asked Zhang Yang: "Should I call the police now?"

"No need, they should have already sent out the police. If you call the police now, several groups of police will meet at your door. People around you don't know, and they think they are here to arrest a wanted criminal."

"Well, I'll wait first. If he doesn't come, I'll call the police."

Zhang Yang nodded: "If the police don't come, just message me privately and I'll find someone to make arrangements for you."

"Anyone who comes to our live broadcast room to connect with me, I will definitely serve you well."