Chapter 341 Demon Mirror

"Baoyou, where are you putting it? Your IP seems to be in a lawless place?"

"Hahaha, hello, teacher."

Every time Mr. Cheng comes to the live broadcast room, he greets him like a new friend. Unlike Cao Jiayun, who does not shy away from suspicion, he knows the right balance very well.

Of course Zhang Yang was happy to cooperate with him.

"I am now in the capital of ancient Persia. Teacher, can you take a look?"

On the other side of the camera, there is a scenic spot in the distance that clearly looks like a ruins, with ruins and various sculptures everywhere.

The popularity of the scenic spot is pretty good, it can barely be considered a sea of ​​people.

Unlike in China, people wearing white headscarves can be seen everywhere.

It's really in Iran.

"Looking here, why does it look a bit like Persepolis?"

Zhang Yang saw from a distance many people worshiping at a stone gate on the ground, which looked very much like the Gate of All Nations in Persepolis.

"Does Master Zhang even know this place?"

"It's true. I just said there are only a few famous sites in Iran."

Persepolis used to be the ruins of the capital of ancient Persia. It can be traced back to the 5th century BC, which is equivalent to the ruins of the Spring and Autumn and Warring States periods in China.

This place was later burned down by the invading Greeks, leaving only some stones.

However, after all, it is a representative of ancient Persian civilization sites and has been successfully selected into the UNESCO World Cultural Heritage List.

"Friend Bao, why don't you take us to see the ruins?" Zhang Yang asked curiously.

Sharing your travel experiences with others is a very fulfilling thing, but in the place Cheng Erye chose, you can hardly see any scenery.

I just saw some people in white headscarves praying, which is not as intuitive as watching videos online.

"There are too many people, and they all come to worship. The tour guide asked us to go there later to avoid violating the taboos of the locals."

"At this moment..."

Cheng Erye chuckled and turned the camera.

It turned out that he was in a shop that seemed to sell tourist souvenirs.

[Sure enough, tour groups all over the world are the same]

[Hurry up and look for anything made in china]

[I know a boss in Yiwu, and his family does business in Iran]

[A place like this should sell real things]

"This is an antique store. I just browsed around a little bit, and I feel like it still has some hard goods. Teacher, can you give me some help?"

Zhang Yang knew that Mr. Cheng was a collector.

Otherwise, there is no need to travel thousands of miles to buy antiques from cultural shops in Iran.

If you really like it, just go to the special auction of Central Asian antiques and buy a few pieces.

"Okay, you go over and choose some high-end goods, and let our treasure friends in the live broadcast room see what the local national treasure gang in Persia collects."

"Okay, okay, wait a moment."

Cheng Erye strolled to the front of the store. The owner, an aunt, was playing with her mobile phone behind the counter.

Generally speaking, in antique stores like this, as long as the items are not sold by an old man, the chances of the items being genuine are very low.

I don’t know whether Mr. Cheng had taken a fancy to it before, or whether the store had taken the initiative to recommend it. In short, after a few words from the translator nearby, the aunt quickly took out a few things and placed them on the counter.

The first treasure I bought was a gold coin in a coin box.

There are abstract patterns printed on the gold coins, and there seems to be text on them. Anyway, if you are not an expert in this matter, it should be difficult to identify.

There are notes written on the box, but unfortunately they are all in local characters.

Anyway, after looking at it for a long time, Zhang Yang recognized the symbol of a dollar bill.

The price tag for such a treasure is $400,000.

Even though it’s a price tag, it’s outrageous.

Zhang Yang doubted whether all the items in this small shop, including the owner himself, totaled 40,000 US dollars.

"Teacher, the translator said this is the gold coin of Belus I. Can you help me take a look?"

Belius I? Sounds like a king's name.

Zhang Yang definitely doesn't know them. There are too many small countries in Central Asia.

But he knows gold. The so-called gold coin in front of him is definitely not made of gold, but the most common fake gold in China-copper-zinc alloy.

It feels a bit like Yiwu small commodities.

"I feel a bit uncomfortable about this thing, so I suggest you not to buy it." Zhang Yang responded, shaking his head.

"Okay, thank you teacher."

Cheng Erye understood what Zhang Yang meant and refused to let him buy it because it was a fake. However, because this was a store in a foreign country, he needed to maintain a little respect for his own life.

"how about this?"

The second antique is a "Four-Sheep Gold Pot".

This is the name Zhang Yang gave it in his heart, because there are four goat heads on the neck of the pot, facing four directions respectively.

In the center of the pot, there is a relief sculpture of a general riding a horse and hunting.

Needless to say, the style of Persian cultural relics is indeed different from that of China.

"The translator said it was a Sasanian artifact."

"Let me search first what this Sasanian dynasty is..." Zhang Yang felt that he didn't know anything and seemed a bit amateurish.

This investigation revealed that this Sasanian dynasty was Persia in the true traditional sense.

Before the Sasanian Dynasty, it was generally called Parthia, and after that it was called Dashi.

Not only did the Sasanian dynasty once border with China, it also had close exchanges with the feudal dynasties of China during the Wei, Jin, Southern and Northern Dynasties and later the Tang Dynasty.

And the minter of the gold coin just now, Belus I, seems to have something to do with the Tang Dynasty.

Zhang Yangxin said, Mr. Cheng is being targeted.

The things recommended to him by the store are all related to domestic culture.

It is impossible to say there is no design.

Nowadays, the mentality of Chinese people traveling abroad has been severely controlled by these local sellers.

Zhang Yang told Mr. Cheng: "This bottle is indeed in the style of the Sasanian Dynasty, but the craftsmanship is a bit rough. There is no problem in buying it back as an ornament."

"I understand." Mr. Cheng nodded suddenly.

Those that can be used as ornaments must be modern imitation handicrafts, and the outside may be electroplated gold.

Even though the whole body is golden, it seems very expensive, but if you scrape it all off and sell it for gold, it will only cost a few hundred yuan.

"How about this pot?"

Mr. Cheng showed the camera to his favorite treasure: a blue and white ewer.

Different from ordinary blue and white porcelain, the handle and spout of this pot have been replaced with metal parts.

There are dense patterns on the metal handle and lid, which reflect bronze light. They should be made of copper.

"Come, come closer, I'll take a look at this dragon first."

Zhang Yang carefully observed the dragon pattern on the blue and white pot and determined that it was the style of the third dynasty of the Qing Dynasty.

"The porcelain part of this thing should be porcelain from the Kangxi or Qianlong reigns of the Qing Dynasty. Show me where the metal and porcelain are connected."

Zhang Yang originally thought that the porcelain pot was covered with some copper skin to make it easier to create strange patterns, but when he looked carefully at the position of the copper handle, he discovered that it was nailed to the pot.

But the position of the spout is intact, and the rim of the porcelain is very complete. It is just covered with copper and a copper cover is added to the spout.

This means that if the lid falls off or the handle is broken, but you don’t know how to repair porcelain, you can use this method to repair it.

Quite imaginative.

It can be seen that the owner of this thing cherishes this treasure very much.

At last, I took a look at the bottom and saw the "Qianlong Year of the Qing Dynasty" inscribed in six-character seal script.

The porcelain from the Qianlong official kiln also has dragon patterns. No wonder it is so cherished. It is almost impossible to buy a second such treasure in Iran.

Finally I can make a judgment with peace of mind.

"It feels like this is something that local craftsmen repaired on the basis of an incomplete blue and white teapot from the Qianlong period of the Qing Dynasty."

"Don't tell me, it's pretty good-looking, and it should be a practical tool that can be used to pour wine."

"Is it worth buying it back?" Mr. Cheng asked.

It felt like he was ready to swipe his card.

"Wait a minute, let me check the price for you."

[Is this foreign exchange porcelain from the Qianlong period? 】

[The thing with the dragon pattern cannot be foreign exchange, it should be the outflow in the late Qing Dynasty]

[It is estimated that the local rich people bought it for their own use, and if it broke, they asked a local master to repair it]

[So my Kangxi blue and white porcelain hot water kettle may be real]

【Elegant, too elegant】

Zhang Yang searched the Internet for the price of a complete "Guan Kiln Qianlong Blue and White Ewer". The price has skyrocketed in the past few years and has exceeded the one million mark.

What about this kind of copper-inlaid lid?

No auction records.

There is only one piece with a silver lid in the late Ming and early Qing dynasties, which was sold for 120,000 yuan, but that was already more than ten years ago.

"Two hundred thousand, I think I can win it."

Zhang Yang didn't know how much the seller quoted, so he could only give a conservative price.

Cheng Erye was a little impatient, so he immediately communicated with the translator and said that the price was 200,000.

The translator chatted a lot, and after listening to the shopkeeper's aunt, she suddenly became anxious.

He pointed at the camera and said something incomprehensible, as if he was swearing.

Zhang Yang and Mr. Cheng were both a little at a loss. After the translator finished explaining, they found out that the translator and the shop owner thought that the 200,000 offered was in local money.

The aunt dislikes the offer of 200,000 riyals, which is too insulting.

"The rial is their local currency, and ten thousand rial is equivalent to our one dollar seven."

Zhang Yang did a mental calculation and found that 200,000 rials was only 34 yuan when converted into domestic currency.

No wonder people are anxious, it is indeed a bit insulting.

However, Zhang Yang had a feeling that if the shop owner could scold people for the 34 yuan bid instead of just putting the things away and driving them away, she probably still wanted to sell them, and it would be cheap.

He took the initiative to remind Mr. Cheng: "Friend Bao, you can talk slowly, I feel this is a big omission."

"Really? Then I'll pay 2 million rials?"

After the translator finished speaking this time, the aunt laughed directly.

Crazy thumbs up at the camera.

[Holy shit, can this make him catch the leak? 】

【I can not accept】

[It’s still easy to fool foreign fools]

[340 yuan to buy blue and white porcelain from the Qianlong official kiln? You can’t even buy pieces]

After buying this thing, Mr. Cheng felt obviously comfortable.

The next few Persian scimitars and Persian gold coins were all fake, but they did not affect his mood at all, and the tone of his response to Zhang Yang was cheerful.

After looking at everything on the counter, he pointed to the carpet hanging in the store and said:

"Teacher, I want to send two Persian carpets to my friends in China. Can you help me take a look?"

That means I want to send some gifts to Zhang Yang.

Persian carpets are world-famous, and Zhang Yang is indeed a little interested in them.

However, personal matters should not occupy the time of the live broadcast. He could only give a simple suggestion to Mr. Cheng:

"You don't have to look carefully at Persian carpets. Go to a big store and buy the expensive ones. You're always right."

"I understand. Thank you for your hard work today, teacher."

"It's not hard, but I also want to thank you, treasure friend, for showing us the treasures of ancient Persia."

"Then I will go to ancient Greece in a while. If I meet someone selling antiques, can I also connect to the teacher and ask for help?" Mr. Cheng warned in advance.

"Okay." Zhang Yang responded, "Actually, if there are viewers in the barrage who want to find someone to advise when buying something, as long as it is an antique, I can help you look at it."

"Of course, you have to ensure your own personal safety at the scene. Don't let out what I said and get caught by the boss."

…

It's a coincidence that after Zhang Yang said that he was willing to help Baoyou look at the goods, Lian Mai's third Baoyou actually came to him to do this.

This person had been waiting in line for more than ten minutes. It was obvious that this was not an impromptu move, but a premeditated decision.

Zhang Yang was looking forward to what he was going to invite him to see.

ah? Want to buy this?

Zhang Yang stood up directly on the spot.

"Brother, you are awesome. Do you want to buy a bronze mirror during the live broadcast?"

"I'm not buying them, I'm giving them as gifts. These bronze mirrors are all collected by my friend. He can no longer put them in his house, so he asked me to pick a few to take home and keep them."

[Master Lian Mai Zhang, are you sure we are friends? 】

[Do you understand what it means to be confident?]

[You must have cleared your name before you dare to appear on the camera]

[Listening to his words, you will know that this brother is not simple]

"Okay, okay, remember your confession. Don't change it later."

"Confession? Is it so serious? Teacher, is it too late for me to disconnect now?"

"Then it's too late. Come on, the first mirror on the left."

Zhang Yang directed the other party to pick up the valuable mirror in his eyes.

Something like the Tang Dynasty sea beast grape mirror, which cannot be ranked as a cultural relic, is valuable, but there is nothing to say about it.

"Do you know what this is called?"

"Bronze mirror."

"Nonsense, this is a mirror of musical instruments from the Liao Dynasty. The above instruments are the crooked-neck pipa, sheng, konghou, paixiao, chime, Xiao, flute, drum, waist drum, castanets and zither. There are eleven kinds in total. Don't believe me. counting?"

"No need to count..."

Baoyou's hand shook slightly.

I don’t know if it’s because of the age of the mirror, or because of Zhang Yang’s words.

"Don't panic, this thing is a third-level cultural relic at best. Besides, there is so little patina on it, and your friend has been keeping it for at least thirty or forty years, so it shouldn't be a big problem."

"Come on, come on, take the one with the handle."

"Turn it over and let's look at the pattern on the back. Do you recognize the words on it?"

"Yeah." Baoyou was a little nervous because of the publicity. Like a primary school student, he pointed to the raised words on the back of the mirror and read word by word, "Good, Evil, Buddha, Sword."

"What about the middle one?"

"This thing in the middle...should be a talisman, right?"

"Yes, this thing should be a demon mirror used by Taoist priests in the Jin Dynasty."

"The scientific name is Yangsui Mirror. It uses a mirror to shine sunlight on the monster, and it starts to smoke when it sizzles."

"Then isn't this just an ordinary mirror?" Baoyou scratched his head and asked with some confusion.

"It's not ordinary." Zhang Yang shook his head, "This thing can definitely be rated as a third-level cultural relic, so don't worry."