Chapter 191 A Tesla Is Buried Underground

When Zhang Yang saw the azure porcelain fragment for the first time, he thought:

If this is really dug out from the same soil layer as the carriage road, it must be from the Northern Song Dynasty at least.

It is easy to sell a large quantity of Northern Song Dynasty azure porcelain.

Unexpectedly, the item information showed that this was actually a broken porcelain fragment from the [Northern Song Dynasty Ru Kiln].

Zhang Yang remembered very clearly that in 2012, a box of 218 pieces of Northern Song Dynasty Ru Kiln porcelain fragments was sold at a high price of 28.75 million.

Equivalent to 130,000 per piece.

If such a piece was found in the Imperial Kiln Factory, it would not be strange.

Ru Kiln is an official kiln, and the porcelain fired and not selected will be smashed and buried underground.

A single piece can only be sold for tens of thousands of yuan.

But the place where it was found was next to the carriage road.

Under normal circumstances, who would throw the porcelain fragments fired in the Imperial Kiln alone on the roadside?

There is a possibility that during the Southern Song Dynasty, the Jin people went south and the porcelain they took away accidentally fell on the roadside.

Then there is a high probability that a broken piece can be put together.

Even if some parts are broken, it is enough to be a collection of an ordinary museum.

"Teacher, is this thing valuable?"

When Baoyou heard Zhang Yang said he would come to him, he knew that this was actually telling him in disguise: this is a good thing.

"Valuable? It's useless even if it's worth hundreds of millions." Zhang Yang waved his hand: "This thing cannot be traded."

"I can only tell you that its comprehensive value is very high, and it is worth sending an archaeological team to dig it up."

"Don't put it in your pocket, prepare to hand it over."

"Then what is this?" Baoyou was still very confused.

"Ru porcelain." Zhang Yang answered briefly.

These two simple words made Baoyou and the audience in the live broadcast room excited.

[Thank you for the generous gift]

[This color is indeed similar]

[What a shit luck, picking up Ru porcelain at the construction site]

[Don't envy, Baoyou can't keep this thing]

"Is it the Ru kiln from the Northern Song Dynasty?" Baoyou asked.

"Ru porcelain refers specifically to porcelain fired in the official kiln during the period from Zhezong to Huizong of the Northern Song Dynasty. Others, even those fired in the Southern Song Dynasty, can only be called imitations."

"Look at its color. It's so smooth and never boring."

"Although Song Huizong was not good at governing the country, his aesthetics are still trustworthy."

"Is that so."

The treasurer was silent for a while.

Zhang Yang thought he was digesting what he had just said. After all, if he had dug up the fragments of Ru porcelain, he would have tasted them carefully.

Unexpectedly, the treasurer suddenly said:

"I checked. There are people selling Ru porcelain fragments online. The price is 120,000."

"What era of website are you looking at? Ru kilns are definitely not allowed to be sold in China now." Zhang Yang said confidently.

If such transaction information is dared to be posted online, wouldn't it be rushing to give performance to the Internet police?

"It's said to be an offline transaction in Hong Kong."

"That's no problem." Zhang Yang smiled and told Baoyou: "Your things can't be taken out of the customs, don't think about it."

"And you have already exposed it."

Baoyou sighed and silently put away the porcelain pieces.

Then he walked forward a few steps and pointed the camera at the ground.

"Oh my god!"

Zhang Yang was shocked for the second time.

Because there were many broken porcelain pieces on the ground, some were still buried in the soil, with only half of them exposed.

Although there were no Ru porcelain pieces like the ones just now, think about it, these were porcelain pieces buried deep underground.

"Teacher, can I take a few pieces for you to see?"

Baoyou said, reaching out to dig.

Zhang Yang quickly stopped him.

"No, no, no, law-abiding citizens like us should hand it over to the archaeological team to excavate when we encounter such a situation."

"You are most likely a garbage dump where the ancients buried broken porcelain, the scientific name is called a ash pit."

"This pit is a ruin itself."

"But I feel itchy when I see it!" Baoyou said, pointing to a brown porcelain piece.

The part of the porcelain exposed to the ground has obvious lotus patterns on it.

With patterns? That's another price.

"Me too."

Zhang Yang touched his upper lip and thought of a way:

"How about this, you take a sideways shot of the part of the porcelain exposed to the ground, as long as the exposed area is large enough, I can see it roughly."

"Okay!"

Baoyou followed Zhang Yang's instructions and picked a few typical pieces to show him.

"Cizhou Kiln, early Northern Song Dynasty."

"Longquan Kiln, late Northern Song Dynasty."

"Jizhou Kiln, early Southern Song Dynasty."

"What a pity, it's too late to dig it." Zhang Yang sighed from the bottom of his heart.

"Yeah, my parents gave birth to me too late." Baoyou also sighed: "These broken porcelain pieces can probably make a whole Tesla."

[At least you can put your five-zhu coins in your pocket, no one cares]

[Since you are here, take two road bricks back]

[Think about it, this thing is not yours in the first place]

[Next time you encounter something like this, dig it up and take it back]

"Don't listen to the barrage, don't dig in the ash pit randomly."

"If you dig something up, you will have to go in."

"I know." Baoyou responded, and it seemed that he was ready to leave the crime scene.

But he was still a step late, or someone was faster.

Outside the video, a middle-aged man's voice came, obviously asking this Baoyou:

"What did you dig down there?"

"The archaeological team is here, and they said they should show them what they dug out."

"Nothing, there's a Tesla buried underneath." Baoyou said lightly.

...

After disconnecting the microphone, Zhang Yang was still thinking about the Ru kiln porcelain fragments just now.

This ash pit, whenever he was in Linhai, he would go there in person.

"Teacher, can you help me take a look at this, is it real gold?"

The new Baoyou took out a golden boy statue.

The shape is similar to the Buddha statue, but the face and body are like a child.

On the lotus platform at the bottom, there are also words engraved from somewhere, most likely scriptures.

"Why does yours look like a Kumantong?" Zhang Yang asked.

Kumantong, also known as the Golden Boy, is a special Buddha statue in Southeast Asia.

This thing is very evil. Zhang Yang used to watch the news and heard that someone in the entertainment industry worshipped this thing and used it to cast a spell on people.

But Baoyou's thing is better. It looks like a wood carving painted with gold, without adding some strange things.

"Yes, I brought this back from Thailand. The local master blessed it."

"Did you ask someone to do it?"

Zhang Yang felt a little scared.

Because the Kumantong is blessed by a monk with a high level of cultivation, who summons the deceased and homeless infant spirits and injects them into the Buddha statue.

"I didn't ask for it specifically, but I bought it based on the one that was blessed."

"Is that so." Zhang Yang nodded. He just finished the appraisal and continued, "Then you must have been cheated."

"This thing is made in Yiwu, and the gold on it is not real gold."

"In a sense, this is a commodity return."

"Ah?" Baoyou was a little unbelievable.

He refuted Zhang Yang and said, "The Kumantong's blessing should have little to do with where the boy statue is produced, right?"

"You are just arguing." Zhang Yang curled his lips and said, "The monks bless it and do it to Yiwu small commodities, right?"

"Then why don't you invite the monks to sit on the factory assembly line?"