Chapter 178 Will You Sell It for 3,000 Yuan?

After Baoyou disconnected the microphone, Zhang Yang urgently announced: a five-minute intermission.

"Should we wait for this fraud case to ferment, or should we go find Captain Liu?"

Zhang Yang thought for a while and thought of someone.

For a major event that has been upgraded to a national first-class cultural relic, it is always right to ask Master Wang for his opinion.

What the old man said in the live broadcast room before was that people drove in to the archaeological site and snatched things, which is still fresh in my memory.

Perhaps the experience of this Jade Pig Dragon is similar.

While the memory was still warm, Zhang Yang described what happened and sent a voice message to Wang Guosheng, waiting for the other party's response.

After finishing this work, he returned to the live broadcast room:

"Baby friends, do you still want to connect wheat?"

"Teacher, can I see the old tortoiseshell?"

"You should be talking about tortoiseshell glasses, right?" Zhang Yang asked.

Glasses have a long history, which can be traced back to the Song Dynasty in the 13th century. They were introduced from the Western Regions at that time and were valuable.

Until the end of the Ming Dynasty and the beginning of the Qing Dynasty, there was a mirror-making master named Sun who reduced the price of glasses by relying on his own craftsmanship.

During the Shunzhi period of the Qing Dynasty, a pair of glasses only cost ten cents.

In order to highlight their status, wealthy people began to put effort into their frames, and tortoise shell glasses became popular and have continued to this day.

"My dad collected this at a flea market before."

Baoyou began to introduce his baby.

The glasses he brought were foldable, and the two lenses could be folded together through the movable joint in the middle.

There are no temples on both sides. When wearing them, they are fixed with movable nose clips. At most, two ropes are strung on both sides to prevent them from falling off.

The round lenses are quite large, and the effect after wearing them is probably similar to that of aliens.

"Is this a tortoiseshell?"

Baoyou asked, pointing to the frame made of tawny material around the lenses.

"It must be." Zhang Yang nodded while looking at the item information: "You are a modern thing, a fashionable item from the beginning of the last century."

"It's a pity that the lenses are made of glass."

"Doesn't this thing have any background?" Zhang Yang asked curiously.

At that time, the purchasing power of buying such a pair of glasses was equivalent to tens of thousands today.

People with little financial resources cannot afford such a thing.

"No." Baoyou shook his head: "My dad collected it at a flea market in the early 2000s. It cost five hundred yuan."

"Five hundred yuan in 2000... I can only say that it is not a loss. Because the quality of the thing is a bit poor, it should be sold for two thousand yuan now."

"Do you think it's okay if I take the two apart and sell them as monocles?" Baoyou asked out of the blue: "Amon's fans will probably like it very much, right?"

"Huh? My friend, you won't be parasitized, right?" Zhang Yang asked in pretense of fear.

"Hehehe, yes, I am Guevara."

【Really? (I ask as I wear a monocle in my right eye)]

[Amon’s glasses are made of crystal, yours are glass]

[Yes, and they don’t have frames]

"Did you see that?" Zhang Yang repeated several comments: "Do you think money is so easy to make?"

"Forget it, I won't take it apart. This is a set for me anyway."

Baoyou picked up a small round box and showed it in front of the camera.

He said that this was the original glasses case, and after folding the glasses, they could just fit inside.

"What kind of skin is this?"

Baoyou asked, pointing to the black shell on the top of the glasses case.

"This is cowhide."

"It's just your boasting." Zhang Yang said angrily: "This is obviously painted in black."

"Young people don't have martial ethics, so you want to trick me, right?"

"Hahaha." Baoyou smiled awkwardly: "Then is this box valuable?"

"Two hundred yuan. If you pair it with glasses, I'll give you 2,500."

[Aren’t tortoiseshell turtles very valuable?]

[Mainly because the quality is so poor]

[The frame is too thin, the thicker it is, the more valuable it is]

"Brothers who are discussing the details, why are you trading animal products here? What we are discussing now is the value of antiques."

"Friend Bao, is there anything else you want to identify?"

"There is one more thing." Baoyou swallowed: "It is an animal product, but it should be the kind that can be traded."

"I think there are artificially bred ones."

"Sable?" Zhang Yang guessed casually.

"No, it's this. Teacher, you can see for yourself."

Baoyou took out an oval object with gray fur, like a kiwi with dog hair, and the hair on it was swirled.

"Name: Original Musk Musk Pouch"

"Material: Keratin"

"Production date: 2017"

"Detailed information: The sachet removed from the navel of a male musk deer is usually obtained by poachers who brutally kill musk deer in order to obtain musk."

After reading the item information, Zhang Yang was in awe.

At such a young age, this precious friend could already be serving prison food.

"Is this the only one?" Zhang Yang asked, "It's not enough!"

"Just one, I picked it up when my dad and I went to the countryside."

"Do you have a good relationship with your dad?"

"As close as father and son." Baoyou replied.

Zhang Yang was stunned for a moment by this answer, but then he realized that it meant a good relationship anyway.

"Then stop playing with your phone, brother, and call yourself now."

"Ah?" Baoyou didn't react: "Is this also a punishment?"

"If you just buy this kind of musk deer sachet, it will only last for two or three years, and you will still have a suspended sentence."

[To be precise, it is a second sentence with a second sentence, with a second sentence, if there is a case]

[Musk deer are first-class protected animals, and this sentence is already very short]

[The little friend of the station doesn't know what confession means]

[He will know when the police knock on the door]

"But, aren't musk deer artificially bred now?"

The friend seemed to want to rescue it.

"Artificial breeding also requires poking a hole or performing surgery to extract musk. Who would cut the entire sachet like you?" Zhang Yang hit him mercilessly.

This method of cutting the entire sachet must be done by poachers.

Kill first, then cut the sachet, one sachet is the life of a musk deer.

In domestic musk deer farms, not only will the musk not harm the life of the deer, but the things taken out cannot be traded privately, and must have government approval.

The control is very strict.

"Teacher, if I contact a musk deer farm and ask them to issue a certificate to prove that this thing came from them, can I escape?"

"Pa, pa, pa..."

Zhang Yang smiled and applauded the friend.

"Brother, your method is good! But there is one problem. There are 6,000 people watching our live broadcast room!"

"Oh my god!"

The treasure friend spat and disconnected the microphone directly.

...

"Silly brother, try not to play with animal products. There are too many pitfalls. I am afraid that you will spend the rest of your life in it."

Zhang Yang reminded the audience in the live broadcast room before connecting with the next treasure friend.

Some brothers of the small broken station are still too young and have too much curiosity.

Anyway, Zhang Yang can't figure it out. What is the purpose of collecting the scent bag of the male musk deer? Do you hold it in your hand?

"Teacher, don't worry. Mature collectors like us play with serious things."

The treasure friend who came to the microphone agreed with Zhang Yang's words, that is, the things he showed were not serious.

A very old-fashioned torture device, the yoke.

The kind that prisoners in ancient times wore on their shoulders to lock their necks and hands.

"Are you sure this isn't a movie prop or a two-letter prop?"

"Hahaha, you're a bit fancy, teacher."

Baoyou smiled knowingly.

He zoomed in a little and showed Zhang Yang the iron handcuffs fixed on the yoke.

The rust color was natural, and it looked like an old thing.

"Come on, move the camera farther away so I can see the whole thing."

Zhang Yang spent 20 seconds carefully observing the torture device, and it was indeed a yoke from the late Qing Dynasty, during the Tongzhi period.

On both sides of the hole for locking the neck, long iron chains were nailed.

The two yellowish yoke boards were connected with wooden dowels.

"Punishment, this matches the theme of our live broadcast room."

Zhang Yang pointed to the "Zhengda Guangming" sign on the back, and it was most appropriate for him to identify this thing.

"The thing is right, late Qing Dynasty."

"Baoyou, was your ancestor a jailer?" Zhang Yang asked, "It's rare that this thing has been preserved until now and is in such good condition."

[Why can't it be a jailer, but not a prisoner? 】

[People who wear this are criminals]

[If you can't speak, talk less and learn more from the teacher's questioning skills]

"No way..."

Zhang Yang asked Baoyou unconfidently, and he whispered to his relatives:

"Dad, did our ancestors wear this thing themselves, or did they give it to others?"

"It must have been given to others!" The middle-aged man suspected to be Baoyou's father answered decisively.

"Teacher, my ancestors should have been sentenced to others."

"It's not a big problem. Even if this thing is not inherited from the ancestors, the cultural relics department will not care unless you find a complete set of ancient torture instruments, enough for the museum to open a separate exhibition hall."

"Then help me estimate the price, teacher." Baoyou was a little anxious.

Zhang Yang glanced at the screen next to him, and there was no auction price for similar items at all.

Who would bid for this thing in a normal auction house, and who would buy this thing in a normal player!

"Baoyou, did you not search for the price of this thing on the Internet yourself?" Zhang Yang asked back.

"Yes, there is no record at all." Baoyou's tone was very depressed: "All the things sold online are new, and they are toys."

Usually at this time, Zhang Yang would advise the other party to keep it well.

After all, it is not a cultural relic of low quality.

But this time, he asked: "Baoyou, what is your price?"

"I think... at least sell it for 3,000."

"Okay, I'll buy it for 3,000." Zhang Yang replied with a smile.

[Picking up a bargain in front of so many of us? ]

[Everyone who sees it gets a share, teacher]

[I'll offer 3,001 yuan]

[I'll offer 4,000, if the deal is done, just ignore what I said]

"Teacher, do you really want to buy it? Is this thing very precious?"

Hearing Zhang Yang's words, Baoyou instantly thought of "rare goods are worth keeping".

"Hahaha, if you're afraid that I'll take advantage of you, we can try another trick."

Zhang Yang pointed to the sign on his head:

"Don't you think your yoke matches the sign on my head?"

"Why don't you send it to me as a live broadcast background? I'll help you promote it for free, just in case someday, some barrage master is interested?"

Baoyou and his father discussed intensely for a while, and finally decided:

Sell it to Zhang Yang for 3,000 yuan.

They looked for buyers online for a long time, but no one was interested. After a calculation, it was more secure to hold the money in hand.

Besides, if it was sent to Zhang Yang for display, what if it was replaced?

【3,000 yuan, a torture device! 】

[Teacher, do you want to take the tiger bench I have here? 】

[When will there be a special exhibition on the top ten tortures of the entire Manchu Qing Dynasty]

[The person in front of you, are you sure you are not talking about movies? 】

【Do you want chili pepper water】

"Is pepper water considered a torture tool? Then I can just go to the supermarket and buy a bottle of Lao Ganma."

"No, you guys don't really want to dress up my live broadcast room as a court, do you?"

Zhang Yang thought for a while, that was a bit too underworld, a shackle placed in the corner as a background would be enough.

"Back to the topic, let's continue. There is still one hour. Treasure friends who need to appraise treasures, hurry up."

…

"Teacher, help me see how this works."

Seeing what Baoyou took out, Zhang Yang's expression instantly became serious.

Because what the other party took out was a bronze sword with a ring head about fifty centimeters long.

The sword blade is about the same length as the hilt, and there is an oval ring at the end of the hilt.

"Here, pick it up and let me take a look."

Zhang Yang has developed a habit of checking the rust of bronzes first. The authenticity of most things can be seen by looking at the rust.

Baoyou did as he said, picked it up and took close-ups of various parts.

Zhang Yang was stunned.

This sword, where is the rust on it?

"Brother, have you washed your vagina?" he asked doubtfully.

"No, it was like this when I bought it." Baoyou replied in an innocent tone.

"Then please tell me in detail how you bought it."

Listening to Baoyou's story, Zhang Yang started to look at the item information.

"Name: Ring-headed Bronze Sword"

"Material: copper, tin, zinc"

"Production date: 532 BC"

"Detailed information: The ring-headed sword commonly used by northern nomads during the Spring and Autumn Period. The hilt is extremely long, making it easy to wear on horseback and fight. The surface of the sword body has been oxidized with chromium salts and has not rusted after thousands of years."

Chromium salt oxidation?

The last time Zhang Yang saw this word, it was in a document introducing the "King of Yue Goujian Sword", which was a very advanced method of preventing metal corrosion in ancient times.

He took another look at the decoration on the sword, and the checkered stripes were clearly visible.

It is definitely a top-grade bronze sword!

At this time, Baoyou also almost explained the origin of the things.

He went to the countryside to collect this and found it to be in very good condition. At first he thought it was a modern handicraft.

When I was in the city a few days ago, I asked an expert to take a look at it, and they thought it might be genuine.

Baoyou didn't dare to keep it in his hands, so he called the museum overnight and prepared to hand it over.

Now I want Zhang Yang to see it in advance to avoid making a joke.

"Wait! Which museum do you want to hand it over to?" Zhang Yang asked urgently.

Ordinary Spring and Autumn bronze swords can be forgotten, but this one is not only less stylish, but also not rusty.

You can fight for it!

“Our local Yangcheng Museum.”

Baoyou said a name that was very familiar to Zhang Yang.

It’s so familiar that it’s a bit hard to start with. After all, we are about to cooperate with a new batch of loan exhibitions.

Zhang Yang took one last look at the treasure. It was really suitable to be displayed together with the sword that Boss Gong borrowed.

"Friend Bao, are you interested in traveling to Laihai?"

"We also have a museum here, and it has a strategic partnership with the Yangcheng Museum."

"Cooperation, you know, means you are in me, and I am in you."

"There is no difference between this bronze sword in the bronze exhibition hall of our museum and the Yangcheng Museum."