Chapter 135 Teacher, Is This My Punishment?

[Master Zhang, will you be banned by other museums?]

"Brother, you are too proud of me and public museums."

"Their main source of collections is archaeological excavation, unlike us who mainly buy."

"Take the bronze artifacts that you usually think are the most criminal. There are 1.4 million pieces in public museums across the country."

"If you don't have some inscriptions on the things you usually bring out, people will not look down on them."

While chatting with the barrage, Zhang Yang quietly added the treasure friend just now as a friend.

Although the treasure friend said that he still needs to think about it, he was very interested in the "auction collection" activity organized by Zhang Yang.

Which person who plays with cultural relics can refuse an auction?

There are also many such people in the barrage. Almost every day someone asks:

[Master Zhang, what are the conditions for participating in your auction?]

[Do you look at all the items in this auction? Are they authentic? 】

[I'm 18 and drive a Maybach, can I attend?]

[I have a Ru kiln with a large door, can it be auctioned?]

"Brothers who talk about Ru kiln, go to the hospital to register."

"As for the rest, don't just talk, bring out some hard goods for me to see."

As soon as Zhang Yang finished speaking, a friend named [I dream of going to jail] applied for a live broadcast.

"What's going on, brother?"

"Is your family unable to make ends meet? Do you have to go to jail?"

The friend is a man of action. He didn't say anything at first, and first pointed the camera at a three-legged bronze tripod covered with green rust.

It can be seen that he is very anxious.

"Teacher, please tell me first, is this thing criminal or not?"

"It looks good, take a picture of the side, and I'll take a closer look."

Zhang Yang has always been anxious for the friends.

After watching, he shook his head, and the result was very disappointing.

"Your is a modern imitation, or even just pulled out of a manure pit in the past few years."

"Manure pit? Oh my!"

Baoyou wanted to pick up the tripod to show Zhang Yang the bottom, but when he heard that the green rust was soaked in manure, he quickly put on gloves.

"Teacher, how about these two?"

Baoyou picked up two bronze mirrors again.

The shape is simple and full of green rust, and it is quite intimidating just looking at the back.

"Is there any one of these two correct?"

"None of them will work, they are all modern imitations."

If nothing unexpected happens, this should be a Baoyou at the "Leek Spirit" level, just two steps away from being a Leek King.

"To be honest, if it weren't for your 9th-level fan card, I would have suspected that you specialize in selling fake bronzes and come to me to find deficiencies and improve the process."

The three fakes that Baoyou took out were all high-quality imitations.

But he plays with bronzes, and he doesn't have any special channels for purchasing, which is indeed the level of a normal person.

"Are they really imitations? But the person who sold them to me said that these things are worth two and a half years."

"Just these three pieces?" Zhang Yang waved his hand: "Don't talk nonsense, even if they are real, they are not worth this sentence."

"Do you think prison food is so delicious?"

"Anyway, they are all fake. Tell me the truth. How much did these three pieces cost together? Tell us and make everyone happy."

"More than 40,000." Baoyou raised four fingers with difficulty.

"How much? You spent 40,000 on these three pieces of broken things?"

Zhang Yang bent down and took out a Heshi Bi from the Hedong Group from under the table.

"My dear, I see that you have amazing talents and are gifted with a talent for collecting that surpasses Director Ma."

"For this Heshi Bi, I'll give you 30,000 yuan, and pass it on to you."

[66666]

[Not very harmful, but extremely insulting]

[Brother, please join the Jiucaigou VIP group, the group number is ***]

[He spent 40,000 yuan on three pieces, I can't even imagine how much money he lost in total]

[I'll pay 50,000 yuan, pass this Heshi Bi to me]

"The brother who pays 50,000 yuan knows about fraud. 50,000 yuan is just enough to sentence me to three years, right?"

Speaking of fraud, Zhang Yang suddenly understood.

"Baoyou, the person who sold you the item said it was worth two and a half years, but he didn't lie to you."

"Why?"

"Because of the amount you paid, he will be sentenced to two and a half years."

"This..." Baoyou told Zhang Yang with a somewhat embarrassed tone: "In fact, the item was sold to me by my brother-in-law."

"Is it definitely my brother-in-law?"

"Yes, my wife and I have been married for more than ten years. Forget it, just think of it as my wife taking the 40,000 yuan back to her parents' home." Baoyou comforted himself.

Zhang Yang couldn't help but give him a thumbs up: "Brother, you understand equivalents."

Baoyou was silent for two seconds, sighed, and said that he still had goods:

"Teacher, I still have some things that I collected in the antique market. Can you help me see if there are one or two real ones, even if they are modern imitations."

Baoyou said, and moved a large wooden box and placed it on the table.

He told Zhang Yang that it has been seven or eight years since he first came into contact with bronze ware.

He spent a total of more than one million yuan. Half a year ago, he asked Master Yue to help him check it out, and it was all fake.

His mentality collapsed.

He lost more than one million yuan. This is a strong man at the level of "Leek King"!

"Then did you collect this box of things in the last six months?"

"Yes, this is the last box. If it doesn't ship, I will quit." Baoyou said solemnly before opening the box.

Of course, there is a high probability that he is lying to himself.

"How many pieces do you have here in total?"

"There are about a dozen pieces in total, most of them are bronze weapons."

"It can be seen that you have really worked hard." Zhang Yang affirmed: "If the bronze weapons are of the right age, they will be classified as first-class cultural relics."

"If it's true, the punishment will be determined."

"Come on, let's try some easy identification methods."

Baoyou followed Zhang Yang's instructions and placed the things in rows on the table, then gave them a bird's eye view.

Zhang Yang looked at them one by one.

As he watched, a smile quietly appeared on his lips.

When Baoyou saw Zhang Yang's smile, he immediately became excited and asked quickly: "Teacher, is it true?"

Zhang Yang nodded: "Pick up the third one in the second row from top to bottom."

"This thing of yours is real, and it should be able to reach the Han Dynasty."

Baoyou held something like a small wine glass and asked Zhang Yang:

"What is this, teacher?"

The object is cylindrical, hollow, thicker than a thumb but thinner than a wrist, with a smooth surface and a hole as thick as a nail.

"What do you think it is? What did you buy it for?"

"Buy? No, no, there is no sale. This is inherited from my ancestors."

As soon as he heard that it was true, Baoyou immediately changed his mind.

"Don't panic! You don't have the stamina to play with bronze objects. How dare you ask me whether I should be punished?"

"Teacher, tell me first, how long will this sentence last?"

"One minute is not enough." Zhang Yang curled his lips and said, "You are just a halberd."

"Eh? Anchor, why are you swearing at people for no reason?"

"Do you understand the halberd I'm talking about? The scientific name of this thing is 鐏."

[Hahaha, it’s really a halberd]

[Emperor Lin was furious]

[Is this possible the handle of Lu Bu’s Fang Tian painted halberd?]

"The handle of Fang Tian's painted halberd should be pointed at the bottom, right?"

Zhang Yang couldn't answer the question asked by the barrage. What he was sure of was:

"Although this thing is from the Han Dynasty, its value is not high. If it is passed down from ancestors, you can play with it and it will be fine. There will be no punishment at all."

"Of course, if the number goes up, it won't be easy to say that it is passed down from generation to generation. It will definitely dig a ash pit."

"Okay, then I will definitely keep the things handed down from my ancestors."

Baoyou happily held the halberd in his hand like a little chicken.

Anyone who looks at it will know that this person hasn’t bought the real thing in many years.

…

[Why can he keep this halberd by himself? 】

[Aren’t bronzes all cultural relics? The anchor has a bit of a double standard]

"To clarify, anchors do not have double standards. The standards of anchors have always been stable."

"Cultural relics mainly depend on their value. If you hand over a halberd handle, they won't even bother to issue you a certificate and just throw it away in the warehouse."

[Then what should be paid and what should not be paid? 】

Seeing that there were a lot of friends with the same problem in the barrage, Zhang Yang was too lazy to explain, so he directly asked the barrage:

"Is there any Internet police in the live broadcast room? Come out and help explain."

Soon, an application for wheat connection from [Linhai Internet Police #132] popped up in the background.

"Come on, come on, the police officer is here."

"Don't worry, although I know that all you have is scrap metal, and they are all fakes, but if you are curious, I will satisfy your curiosity."

"Good police light!"

"Hello, anchor!"

After the Internet police accepted the call, no video appeared, but a picture appeared.

In the center of the picture is the logo of the "Chinese Cultural Relics Protection Technology Association".

"Officer, you are so professional!" Zhang Yang sighed: "Here, I'll leave the live broadcast room to you."

"Okay, let's talk about that bronze halberd just now!"

"..."

A quarter of an hour later, the barrage of barrages in the live broadcast room finally disappeared.

Instead, there was denunciation and publicity.

[Why did the anchor bring the note over]

【The beautiful life is broken】

[It’s okay now, you won’t let me play with anything]

Zhang Yang could only helplessly spread his hands.

What the Internet police said are legal provisions. Things before the Yuan Dynasty are considered ancient cultural relics and cannot be traded. This is indeed a rule.

As for why we can trade privately, it’s because we really can’t control it.

But everyone ignored what the Internet police said: "If the source cannot be identified, we will try our best to guide the collector to hand it over."

The implication of this is that even animal products that are 100% punishable will not be forcibly confiscated if there is no transaction record.

Of course, Zhang Yang cannot say this in a live broadcast. If he does, it will become a bad guide.

"Brothers, don't worry." Zhang Yang comforted the barrage: "Except for the brothers from Lao Jiumen and Saibo Xiling, you don't really think you can buy the real thing, do you?"

"You really think our group is out of stock, right?"

As if in response to Zhang Yang's words, Chen Yanguang's gang came and brought the latest antique porcelain developed by his fiancée's company.

The person who came to Lianmai this time was the salesperson of their team, a young woman with a somewhat ecstatic voice.

The posture of the appraisal was a bit special. A blue and white porcelain plate was placed on the white skin of her legs.

"Come on, Consultant Zhang, take a look at this from our group. How would you rate it?"