Chapter 184 A Complete Set of Leek Harvesting Industry Chain

"Don't worry about what style it is underneath, just watch the opening film first!"

Zhang Yang stood in front of the porcelain stall, this sentence recurring in his mind.

These words could not be better used as a propaganda slogan for the pile of fake porcelain in front of you.

Because they all have no base, the shapes are all the most common ones, and the glazes are plain.

You can only watch the movie at the beginning.

Coincidentally, the openings of these porcelains are very similar.

Whether it is "Ru Kiln" or "Ge Kiln", they both look like they were put back together after being broken.

Zhang Yang had a bold idea to verify how this opening came about, but he had to buy two pieces first.

I'll give the viewers a living later, and the money spent on buying porcelain will be included in the live broadcast expenses.

"Brother, how do you sell these?"

Zhang Yang asked the price in front of the stall. Behind him, Chu Ziqiang carried a small suitcase containing porcelain drawing boards and quietly broadcast live on his mobile phone.

Mainly taking pictures of the porcelain on the stalls.

[Is the handsome figure in front of you Master Zhang?]

[Is live streaming to crack down on fakes? Pay attention to your safety]

[It should be noted that it was taken from an abnormal perspective]

[Treasure Hunting (Flower) Perspective]

"These are not the same price, you have to ask one by one."

The stall owner was a young man who was playing with his mobile phone without raising his head.

"How much does this mallet bottle cost?" Zhang Yang picked up one casually.

They are all fake anyway, and they will be over after a fierce bargaining.

The stall owner raised his head, took a look, and replied casually:

"This fifty thousand is an imitation of Ru Kiln from the Qing Dynasty."

"Fifty thousand...fifty! Do you want to sell it?"

Zhang Yang bargained according to the price of the handicrafts. Anyway, the stall owner didn't have any weapons at hand.

"Not for sale." The stall owner simply replied.

But maybe it was because Zhang Yang was bargaining too hard, so the other party raised his head and looked at him.

As a result, I happened to see Chu Ziqiang behind him, holding his cell phone upright and grinning.

[Is this stall owner playing with pesticides?]

[Brother’s eyes are so innocent]

[Looking at his expression, he should have lost, maybe even in a losing streak]

[Come closer, I can’t even hear my husband’s voice clearly]

[Is the director male or female? If he is a male, can you leave a WeChat message? I am also a male]

A boy in his early twenties simply couldn't control the charm of the barrage master's words and was so happy.

Then, Xiao Chu was naturally discovered by the stall owner.

"Who are you talking about? What are you taking pictures of? What are you laughing at?"

"Me?" Chu Ziqiang responded quickly: "No, I'm playing Xiaoxiaole."

"Bullshit! You're obviously live broadcasting!" The enthusiastic Little Red Riding Hood passing by behind exposed Xiao Chu and ran away before he could react.

"live streaming?"

This word seemed to touch a certain point in the stall owner, and he was so stimulated that he stood up directly.

"Are you the anchor? Or is he the anchor?" The stall owner pointed back and forth between Zhang Yang and Xiao Chu: "I did not agree to your filming. This is infringing on my portrait rights."

Every stall owner was talking about the law. Zhang Yang said with emotion that Pan Jiayuan was indeed very professional.

He held the mallet bottle and explained to the boss with a smile:

"Brother, don't be nervous, we are students."

"I bought this one hundred and fifty, what do you think?"

Zhang Yang added another hundred with some difficulty. He really didn't want to make money for profiteers!

"One hundred and fifty? Student? Even if you are a beast!"

The stall owner looked at Chu Ziqiang, then at Zhang Yang, and suddenly sneered:

"Looking at the way you two are searching, I know you are a young anchor."

"Have you ever been a shopkeeper before? The kind who didn't pay for meals?"

"If you want to come to Panjiayuan to eat and drink, you've come to the wrong place."

【Is this Mr. Jing? 】

[Listen to the Chinese pronunciation here, it’s called authentic]

[Jing Ye V Me 50]

[Can the director shoot some beauties instead of just shooting monkeys?]

"Don't talk about what you have or don't have. Two hundred, can you sell it?"

Zhang Yang is still counter-offering.

He worked hard and wanted to test the stall owner's skills today.

Seeing the excitement, people from several stalls nearby gathered around.

In Panjiayuan, there were incidents of counter-offering and eventual fights. How could the melon-eaters miss this?

Seeing that his stall attracted so many people's attention, the stall owner became energetic.

He said loudly like an advertisement:

"Let me tell you, every piece of porcelain here has an expert appraisal certificate."

"The price I sell is a reasonable price. You can't buy it at this price elsewhere."

[Expert, danger! 】

[I think I’m talking about Zhuanjia, the kind of liar]

[Which expert is there? Tell me and see if we, Master Zhang, recognize him]

Usually when Zhang Yang broadcasts outdoor live broadcasts, it’s all barrages to cheer himself up, but today, they have a substitute.

"Which expert issued the certificate? Tell me which expert issued the certificate and I will listen!"

Chu Ziqiang stole the barrage and replied loudly.

The stall owner replied with the same name loudly: Teacher Tian.

Neither Zhang Yang nor Xiao Chu had heard of this pheasant expert.

But the identity of the other party is very interesting: a guest expert from Pan Jiayuan Antique Appraisal Center.

As the most famous antique market in the country, there are many appraisal agencies of various sizes in Panjiayuan, which can do "customers have their items appraised on the spot and die on the spot".

Of course, you will have to pay an appraisal fee.

For this entire leek-cutting industry chain, if Wang Duoyu came to Panjiayuan and bought everything according to the stall owner's quotation, he would probably lose one billion in one day.

[Experts jointly forged, this is a den of fakes]

Chu Ziqiang glanced at the barrage and nodded secretly.

He poked Zhang Yang with his elbow and asked in a low voice:

"Are there any real goods here?"

Zhang Yang crossed his index fingers on his left and right hands and made a "negative" gesture.

None of them were real.

They were all imitations that had just come out of the kiln this year.

"Then do we want to show off in front of people?" Chu Ziqiang asked again.

Zhang Yang made the same negative gesture and answered in a low voice:

"I'm not interested. Let's go, it's almost time."

What Zhang Yang was thinking was that the agreed two hours were almost up, and he had to find a secluded place to say hello to the audience in the live broadcast room and go off the air.

Chu Ziqiang nodded and glanced at the barrage:

[We can't let this unscrupulous merchant go]

[There are many old men and women around, I guess someone's pension will be cheated later]

[Master Zhang, just overturn this stall]

[The antique market is ruined by these scammers]

Xiao Chu's blood boiled instantly, and he didn't leave, and put his phone in Zhang Yang's face.

"Brother, let's see what everyone thinks."

"This... is right."

Zhang Yang admitted that the barrage made sense, and he said carefully:

"How about, just a little bit, expose the fake?"

"I listen to you, if the other party has a background, I will sell my fourth uncle."

"You are filial."

Zhang Yang nodded, the former director of the Cultural Relics Bureau should be able to settle the matter.

He showed a harmless expression to the stall owner.

"Boss, call Teacher Tian and tell him someone asked him."

"What?"

"Ask him if he has never learned how to identify porcelain and can't tell such a low-quality imitation?"

Zhang Yang picked up a barrel furnace imitating the Ge kiln and pointed at the glaze and said:

"Cracks like this are obviously caused by external impact when the porcelain came out of the kiln."

"If you don't believe me, we can use tools to remove a layer of the glaze and see the internal damage caused by your smashing of the porcelain."