Chapter 314 How Difficult Is It? (Updated Chapter)

[Buddha is the Tao, it is true]

[I just like the way the anchor talks serious nonsense]

[No wonder those who worship Buddha build Buddhist niches in their homes]

[So those people who traveled back in time and knocked on wooden fish could also be Taoist priests? 】

"Anchor, you said that wooden fish are from Taoism. Do you have any evidence?" Baoyou asked.

Zhang Yangxin said, I don't know what evidence there is, it was all seen on Baijiahao before.

Because someone was around, he glanced at Shen Shuyu subconsciously.

Unexpectedly, the other party was holding paper and pen and writing something on the desktop.

The next second, the paper was handed over.

It is written in elegant handwriting: "In Records of Advocating Taoism in the Past Dynasties, Du Guangting of the Tang Dynasty first recorded that the wooden fish is a Taoist ritual weapon."

No, you all know this?

Zhang Yang and Shen Shuyu looked at each other, and the latter pursed his lips and nodded to him firmly.

This is having confidence in the answer on paper.

Anyway, Master Zhang’s main principle in appraising treasures is “If you believe it, you will find it. If you don’t believe it, I can’t do anything to you.” Zhang Yang thought about it and told his treasure friend the answer on the cheat sheet.

Hearing Zhang Yang's answer, Baoyou was stunned.

"No, I'm just asking, anchor, are you serious?"

"Master Zhang, are you sure? I feel like your answer will be cut into pieces again and used as a weapon to attack Buddhists on the spot."

Baoyou's tone was full of worry.

"Don't panic, I'm 90% sure." Zhang Yang replied.

"That's good, that's good."

"Since wooden fish can't do it, let's take a look at this. I can guarantee that this is definitely not a Taoist thing, and it can also add merit."

Baoyou took out a hand-held object like a rattle.

The top is like a two-story steamer, surrounded by green and pink decorations, and a small bell is tied to one side;

In the middle is an ordinary wooden handle, covered with a short metal shell, carved into a lotus shape;

The bottom is simply a double-layered black metal lotus platform.

"A prayer wheel?" Zhang Yang asked.

There is a scroll of scripture inside this thing, and turning it around is equivalent to reciting the scripture once.

It is simply a sacred tool for lazy people to worship Buddha.

In some movies or promotional videos in snowy areas, you can often see an old man holding a prayer wheel in his hand in the wilderness, praying devoutly while turning it.

[This thing is very efficient. The efficiency of adding merit is hundreds of times that of wooden fish]

[Are they inlaid with turquoise and coral? 】

[This is the first time I have seen this thing, it should be good for fitness]

"Yes, I took this over from the eminent monk in the snow area." Baoyou replied.

"Look at the paste and the inlaid gems, they are all Qing Dynasty craftsmanship..."

"Brother, aren't we talking about faith? Why did it suddenly involve craftsmanship?" Zhang Yang scratched his head, "I can't accept it."

Seeing Zhang Yang's funny look, Shen Shuyu almost laughed out loud again.

It turns out that watching the live broadcast is so interesting, even more fun than listening to cross talk.

"Anchor, don't pretend to be stupid. Faith and making money should not be delayed." Baoyou retorted boldly, and then asked Zhang Yang, "There must be no problem with the things. When I got this prayer wheel, the handles had the names of eminent monks on them. Sweat stains.”

"This is what I spent 30,000 yuan on. Is it expensive?"

Generally, treasure friends say that there is no problem with the origin of things, and they are basically trying to comfort themselves.

This prayer wheel is no exception.

"If you don't believe in it, I'll pay thirty for this thing." Zhang Yang appraised.

"Twenty is the wholesale price of this thing. The remaining ten yuan is the hard work fee for the eminent monk."

"After all, I have held it in my hand and turned it around many times, and I have sweated and stained it..."

"No, that temple is quite big."

Baoyou still wanted to struggle, but Zhang Yang decided to kill the game directly.

"Send the thing for testing. The gems on it are plastic and the material is aluminum alloy."

"If you insist on saying that there were aluminum alloys in the late Qing Dynasty, there is nothing you can do about it."

Knowing that if he didn't leave, he would be called a clown by the audience in the live broadcast room, Baoyou hurriedly disconnected without even saying thank you.

…

The second treasure friend wants to ask Zhang Yang to help him identify the rubbings of several inscriptions.

This kind of rubbing is to print the words on stone tablets and bamboo slips onto paper by rubbing method so that future generations can learn from them.

Generally, the more precious the printed inscriptions are, the higher the value of the rubbings.

For example, the rubbings of inscriptions and inscriptions from Chang'an Forest of Steles, even if they are modern, cost over a thousand yuan each.

As for the more precious stone tablets that are kept in museums, because rubbings will damage the cultural relics, there are basically no new original rubbings.

Those rubbings made decades earlier are even more precious.

What Baoyou wants Zhang Yang to identify is this kind of old rubbing.

On the first one, Zhang Yang was stunned and didn't understand what was written on it. He only recognized that it should be a certain stone tablet engraved with regular script.

Looking at the item information, I saw a rubbing from 1842, a standard old thing.

"The stuff is pretty good. It's a treasure from the late Qing Dynasty."

"This should be a stone tablet inscribed with "Thirteen Lines on the Jade Edition". It is Wang Xianzhi's masterpiece in regular script. It is considered a treasure among treasures."

"If I'm not mistaken, it comes from the collection of Jindao Tower. The person who made the rubbing was Gan Bing, a scholar in the late Qing Dynasty who once served as a prefect."

"The stone tablet corresponding to this rubbing is now hidden in the Yanjing Museum. There will definitely be no original rubbings released in the future, so it is of high value."

For something he didn't quite understand, Zhang Yang basically followed the script.

It's all dry stuff, no details.

But this is a bit too shocking for other knowledgeable people.

When he said these words, Shen Shuyu beside him had his eyes widened.

"Didn't Grandpa say that his weakest thing is calligraphy?" Miss Shen was a little puzzled.

"I just recognized that this is Wang Xianzhi's regular script, and he has already figured out the origin?"

"Not all the words on it are complete..."

"Is he really a genius?"

The genius Zhang Yang didn't know that he was making the diligent and studious Shen Shuyu a little doubtful about life.

He was urging his treasure friend to take out other treasures as well.

"Estimation? I can't estimate it. This piece of yours may be an orphan. You have to go to a big auction house and find an authoritative person in the field of inscriptions and inscriptions for an estimate."

"All right."

Baoyou didn't hesitate. He was obviously a professional collector. As long as he could understand what the item was, the rest of the matter, such as asking for a price, was not difficult.

He then took out a new rubbing. It was very large and had densely written words on it.

Zhang Yang was immediately happy when he saw the pattern on the rubbings.

"Brother, this is your rubbing epitaph!"

"The shape of the tombstone is too obvious."

"Yes, I still have a few more here." Baoyou nodded, not trying to hide it, "But these tombs are a bit too unpopular, and some of the information is incomplete. I can't find where the tombs are."

【What do you mean? Let the anchor help you find the grave? 】

[Brother, you have found the right person, this is what anchors do]

[Don’t mention it, the writing on the tomb is pretty good]

[It should be an epitaph from the Northern Dynasties, a very famous Wei stele style regular script]

"What does it mean to find where the tomb is?" Zhang Yang also asked Baoyou.

"I just want to have a name when I want to sell it."

"That's it, that's simple." Zhang Yang told the other party, "This is the epitaph of Yuanzhen's tomb in the Northern Wei Dynasty. The rubbing was made in modern times, about a hundred years ago."

"That's it...what about this one?"

"The epitaph of Princess Feng of Le'an;"

"The epitaph of Hu Zhaoyi in the Northern Dynasties;"

"Sima Yuanxing's epitaph..."

"..."

Zhang Yang's speed is getting faster and faster, and his answers are getting simpler and simpler.

Beside him, Shen Shuyu had no time to make expressions. She was writing furiously, writing down all the names mentioned by Zhang Yang.

She wanted to watch the replay afterwards to make sure Zhang Yang was lying.

After living for twenty-two years, this is the first time Miss Shen has seen someone appraise the inscriptions like this. It is so unreasonable.