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Chapter 130 240 Million Huanghuali

Zhang Yang was a little confused about the reactions of the two researchers:

"What's wrong? Don't you like communicating with ordinary collectors?"

"I don't like it." Even Deputy Director Zou shook his head, as if he remembered something terrible.

"That's because you haven't communicated enough. I live broadcast treasure appraisals online, and the treasure friends I meet are very interesting." Zhang Yang said with a smile.

He thought of those brothers from the Old Nine Sect. Now, most of them should have lived a good life without worrying about food and drink.

"Director Zhang, I would like to ask you, as a private museum, is there any benefit to you from voluntary treasure appraisal?" Researcher Nie asked.

"Yes, we are participating because there are requirements from above."

"I participated because of the traffic and profits!" Zhang Yang held out two fingers.

"I understand traffic. Are the profits purely based on traffic?" Deputy Director Zou asked in confusion: "Traffic is worthless now."

"In addition to monetizing traffic, we can cooperate with auction houses in the name of collecting auction items and extract a portion of the commission after the auction items are sold."

"You can also collect things from players' hands and put them in the museum's exhibition hall to attract tourists."

Zhang Yang revealed his long-awaited plan.

Can just borrowing a few exhibitions help the Hailin Museum turn around? That’s enough!

Once the Yangcheng Museum troops leave, there is a high probability that everything will return to its original state.

But if the BUFFs of "free treasure appraisal", "collection of auction items", and "museum collection" can be combined into one event, maybe it can become famous nationwide.

By then, the Hailin Museum will become the "Jerusalem" of private collectors.

Deputy Director Zou and the others had no way of knowing Zhang Yang’s ambitions. At first they just thought:

"It's over. I think what he said makes sense. Are we going to be trapped?"

But when Zhang Yang took out the cooperation agreement he had prepared in advance with Shenghai Yongxing Auction Company, they realized it.

This event seems to be really exciting.

The amount of income is not the key. The key is that if the activity can be profitable, a virtuous cycle can be formed and it can be continued.

Have the opportunity to influence the whole country.

Deputy Director Zou, who was originally in charge of publicity work in the museum, immediately said: "We can cooperate with you here."

“Experts from the middle and younger generation like Teacher Nie and Teacher Qiao are very good at communicating with ordinary collectors.”

When the two researchers heard this, they kept shaking their heads, but they were ignored.

“It’s just that the frequency of activities cannot be too frequent, preferably no more than once a quarter.”

"This frequency is not bad, I can recover." Researcher Nie agreed.

"No problem." Zhang Yang agreed happily: "Auctions are usually held once a month. We collect a quarter's worth of lots at once, which will make collectors feel more hopeful."

As for the issue of profit distribution, everyone tacitly agreed not to mention it.

Zhang Yang himself felt that it was too vulgar to talk about money now, and it would not be too late to divide the money after making money.

If you don't make any money, of course it's all in vain.

Deputy Director Zou believes that since there are allowances for business trips and multiple publicity channels, he can try it first.

Although the Yangcheng Museum is very famous in the Lingnan region, it does not rank among the top ten in the country in terms of the number of cultural relics it collects and the number of tourists it receives.

This event might be an opportunity.

…

On the fifth day of the exhibition, the "Hailin Voluntary Treasure Appraisal and Lot Collection Activity" was launched in a hurry.

This event was previewed among the visitors yesterday.

Recalling the popularity of treasure hunting in Linhai last time, Zhang Yang is still very confident in the private collectors in Linhai.

As the daytime king of the treasure appraisal area, he arranged a live broadcast room for each of the four researchers from the Yangcheng Museum.

It was applied in the name of Hailin Museum, and it was a public welfare live broadcast room with no profit.

Purely for publicity.

Zhang Yang himself was different. He set up a main stage and watched these four live broadcast rooms at once.

Wherever something good appeared, he would go over and explain it.

The viewers in the live broadcast room are not very accustomed to this new live broadcast mode, and they are all asking questions.

[Where is this anchor event held? 】

[Is it a live broadcast? 】

[Master Zhang, why don’t you go for appraisal? 】

[The picture is too small to see clearly. Can you enlarge it?]

[Are there any rewards for participating in this event? 】

Zhang Yang patiently helped answer questions, which indirectly promoted this week-long event.

Soon, the first highlight of this event came.

In the live broadcast room No. 3, where Researcher Nie was, an old man with his shirt tucked into his belt was tucking it into his waist and said to Teacher Nie in an arrogant manner:

"Tell me, how many billions is this thing of mine worth?"

For antiques valued in hundreds of millions, Zhang Yang only knows Yuan blue and white.

Is there something hard to come by?

He quickly zoomed in on live broadcast room No. 3.

The uncle brought a wooden yellow chair, which could not be placed on the appraisal table, so he had to put it on the ground first.

"Uncle, how much do you think this thing is worth?" Teacher Nie asked.

"I won't say how much it's worth, but I can tell you how much the auction company paid." The uncle said in a deep voice.

"Two years ago, I went to an auction company in Yanjing. I won't name it, lest you accuse me of advertising."

"An appraiser looked at it for me and said it was authentic Hainan huanghuali. A chair is worth 60 million."

"I said I still have one, a male and a female. They are a pair."

"The appraiser was shocked at the time."

"One hand costs 60 million. If you double it with two, it will be 120 million. But if you get a pair together, how rare it is, you will get 240 million."

"But it's a pity. That auction house can only auction items worth a few million yuan at most. People say they can't auction them."

"I looked for several other places in BJ, but none of them could take the photo."

"I want to know if a museum as big as yours can auction it with the auction house it cooperates with?"

When the uncle said this, his face was filled with regret.

If he hadn't been wearing a shirt worth more than ten yuan and had the keys to an electric tricycle on his waist, Zhang Yang would probably have believed him for 0.001 second.

"This is some unscrupulous appraiser who deceives people into doing this just to get some appraisal fees!" Zhang Yang sighed with emotion.

He felt that it was not necessarily the uncle who wanted to cheat money, because what he showed was that he already had these two chairs.

After the uncle finished speaking, Teacher Nie said directly:

"Uncle, no matter what other appraisers say, this piece of yours, to me, is red rosewood."

"Rosewood?"

The uncle repeated, and then suddenly raised his voice.

"Such a good material, such an open huanghuali, which one of your eyes can see the red rosewood?"

"This is red rosewood, and the texture has nothing to do with huanghuali." Teacher Nie insisted on his opinion.

The uncle was anxious and moved the chair directly.

Zhang Yang was startled, thinking he was going to fight, but in the end he picked up the chair and spun it around for the crowd to see.

"Everyone, come and see, this blind bullshit expert has mistakenly called my huanghuali a red rosewood!"

"He has no conscience and doesn't speak the truth!"

Zhang Yang took a look and saw that it was indeed a red rosewood tree, something very open to the public.

Teacher Nie’s professionalism is worthy of trust.

The uncle turned around in a circle, but still had no intention of stopping, and even wanted to find more people to support him.

"I'll go, this man is going crazy!"

The barrage was really fun to watch, with some calling him "idiot" and "liar", and some "feeling sorry for this expert".

Zhang Yang quickly sent a message to Teacher Nie, asking to win a mic with him.

Of course, it’s not because I’m afraid that Teacher Nie won’t handle it well. If I really can’t, I’ll call security.

He was afraid that he would have to pay for Teacher Nie's mental damages and the old man's medical expenses later.

After connecting to the microphone, Zhang Yang first thanked Teacher Nie for his hard work.

"Leave it to me next. I'm good at this kind of work."

"Okay." Teacher Nie breathed a sigh of relief and walked up to the uncle: "Uncle, the person in charge of our activities here wants to talk to you."

"That's great!" The uncle laughed and finally put the chair on the ground: "I want to report you to your person in charge."

"Okay, okay, report it, report it." Teacher Nie said perfunctorily, turning over the phone.

"Hello, uncle!"

"Hello, leader! Let me tell you, you bullshit expert named Nie..."

After he finished cursing, Zhang Yang nodded: "I saw everything that happened just now."

"I want to ask you, who said your red rosewood chair is from huanghuali?"

"Say their names so we can see them."

"Say their names, I'm afraid I'll scare you!"

"Ten national treasure-level experts all said it was Huanghuali. Only Nie said it was red rosewood."

[Good guys, ten national treasure experts, real and fake]

[Teacher Nie is really miserable]

[He is not miserable, it is the experts who are miserable, because Master Zhang also said that this is red rosewood]