Chapter 156 Do You Know What Background Is?
After bidding farewell to the wet dream master who did not know whether it was true or false, several treasure friends who played strong magnetic salvage came to the live broadcast room to show everyone their harvest.
The most amazing one is a treasure friend who shows off his metal detector.
Carrying a metal detector worth 4,000 yuan, he used his free time to find many ancient coins and even bullets from the Anti-Japanese War in some ancient rivers in the Beijing-Tianjin-Hebei region.
"Friend Bao, did you get your money back by doing this?"
Zhang Yang looked at his collection and saw that it was still far from four thousand yuan.
"I started this business early, and I sold the silver coins I picked up long ago."
Baoyou showed off the BMW car key in his hand, which meant that he bought a car with the money he earned.
"Really or not? What you said makes me want to place an order for a metal detector."
"Not now."
"Besides, teacher, do you still need to do this?" Baoyou pretended to be surprised and asked, "How fast can you get money from tomb robbing?"
"Huh? My friend Bao, what do you mean by this? I am a positive treasure appraiser."
"That was during the day, who knows at night?" Baoyou maliciously speculated.
"I remember when my dad was in 2009, he was asked to rob tombs, and he was offered a salary of 100,000 yuan a month."
"Your Majesty, you are in prison now?"
"He stopped working a long time ago. He and my grandfather used to go to work together, and five people went down. In the end, only two of them came out and called the police to save people. They were not rescued. They were sentenced to six years."
When Baoyou talked about the past, his tone was very calm.
Usually this kind of calm one has high credibility.
"Is it a landslide? Or carbon monoxide poisoning?" Zhang Yang asked curiously.
When something happens to a tomb robber, apart from internal strife, there are basically two other situations.
"collapse."
[Then you’ve run into a trap]
[Tomb robbing can make you money quickly, but it damages your moral character and basically leads to no good end]
[What this elder brother does is actually marginal]
[The British even ground mummies into powder and ate them without any loss of moral character]
[This is true, the mummies are all out of food]
"Friend Bao, next time you have a chance, let your father chat with us." Zhang Yang said for the barrage.
"By the way, are the elders in your family from the north or the south?"
"Of course it's from the South."
An old man's voice came from the other end of the video, and he said to himself:
"Anything about dividing gold and fixing acupuncture points is nonsense. The southerners just drill a hole in and it's done. It's done in an hour."
"In places where there are no human beings, just plug detonators, and in places where there are people, dig in the middle of the night..."
"Senior, how to dig, please explain in detail!" Zhang Yang asked for academic purposes.
But no one responded to him, so Baoyou quietly disconnected the microphone.
Afterwards, Douyin’s supervisor told Zhang Yang that they helped to break it.
To protect someone's live broadcast room.
Because according to regulations, people who have been released from prison cannot show off their illegal and criminal experiences on live broadcasts.
That treasure friend's father not only showed off, but also seemed to be imparting experience.
…
"This is the foundation, so friends, don't think that fighting back is too simple." Zhang Yang concluded: "My grandfather and father, who have used sewing machines for a combined twelve years, are almost catching up with Yifan."
"What if we go back a few hundred years and our family may have been officially certified by Faqiu Tianguan."
While Zhang Yang was chatting with Danmu, the next treasure friend finally adjusted his camera, and the lens focused on a few silver coins.
"One dollar face value, three years, one thousand yuan."
"The five cents made by the military government will be counted as eight hundred for you."
"If it's one dime, give it five hundred."
"..."
Yuan Datou has seen so much that Zhang Yang doesn't even have to think twice about quoting now.
[I also have these things at home. Are they so valuable now? 】
[Baoyou has two filthy rich people in his family]
[Usually they are left by the elderly, so this is not a big deal]
"Any more?"
"Uh-huh." Baoyou responded, and suddenly said to the person next to him: "You can bring over the box of Yuan Datou that grandma left. This teacher can read quickly and accurately."
One box?
Zhang Yang was so shocked that he almost couldn't sit still.
Good guy, back then the warlords paid soldiers a box of silver dollars, right?
"Friend Bao, what is your family situation like? Are you a landlord?"
"That's right." Baoyou didn't hide it.
When his family brought a box of silver dollars over, the barrage immediately changed.
[Suddenly I understand why my grandfather likes to play Happy Landlords]
【This is the foundation】
[Being able to hide until now is indeed a skill]
Zhang Yang made a rough estimate and found that although it was a small jewelry box, the total silver dollars inside should be worth hundreds of thousands.
"Only a hundred thousand?" There was unconcealable disappointment in Baoyou's tone.
"Brother, what kind of family do you have? A hundred thousand dollars is too little?" Zhang Yang said angrily.
Just like a comment said, I'm not just greedy for your money, I'm bothering you to sit on a golden mountain just because I'm talking about your butt.
"It's not that they are too few, teacher, you don't know." Baoyou explained: "These were found on the beams of my home when I was renovating them."
"That should be the money from Daliang to support the house." Zhang Yang analyzed.
"My grandma said the same thing. She said that she had to hand over all the silver coins at home, but there was really no place to hide them, so she had to take out the copper coins from the town house and exchange them for silver coins."
"I said I was going to hand over two big boxes. If I keep them all..."
"Let me help you think about it. Tomson offers one apartment at a time."
"No need for that, we already have it."
Baoyou said, raising the camera and looking out the window of his house.
What a wide Huangpu River!
【Grass (a plant)】
【Rich buddy, get out of here】
[This is a ridiculous silver dollar]
"Friend Bao, you are the most mellow pretender I have ever seen recently." Zhang Yang said with a smile and applause.
"Hehehe, you made the teacher laugh."
"I also have a stove, can you help me take a look at it?"
"The place you live in does not belong to Xuande of the Ming Dynasty. I don't want to see it."
"It's true." Baoyou chuckled, and the camera focused on his desk.
There is a small and exquisite incense burner placed on it, the kind that can be placed in the palm of the hand. Ancient scholars often used it to burn incense.
The coating on the outside of the stove has some scratches, and there is still incense ash stuck to the inside.
The bottom is of course the unsuspicious [Xuande Year System of the Ming Dynasty].
Seeing this thing, Zhang Yang breathed a sigh of relief.
"Friend Bao, how much did you spend on this?"
"It cost about a million."
"It's very good, brother, a small loss of one million. This should be a late Qing Dynasty imitation, worth about ten thousand."
【Classic small loss】
【Comfortable】
[It doesn’t matter if you live in a house worth 200 million, as long as you lose money, we will be friends]
"But I think this coating looks very natural." Baoyou still believed in his vision and argued: "I have seen many stoves from the Qing Dynasty, but none of them have this kind of skin color. This coating should not be a later imitation. ?”
"The paste is no problem." Zhang Yang nodded: "This thing of yours should be something that a wealthy family has been using at home."
"It has been in the market for more than a hundred years, and of course it is much more beautiful than the ones that came out of the tombs."
"That's it." Baoyou suddenly realized: "Then I would have known that I was cheating."