Chapter 400 Greatness Needs No Words

"Friend treasure, please fill in the information here too." Librarian He carefully guided the deceived treasure friend to fill in the collection information.

After the other party finished filling in everything, he sighed sadly and asked:

"Online shopping...do you still remember the name of this online shopping store?"

"Remember." Baoyou nodded, pulled out the purchase record on his phone, and handed it to Librarian He, "Well, this is the store."

"Sure enough, it's Lao Luo's shop..." Librarian He sighed helplessly in his heart.

He finally understood what Zhang Yang meant. When he thought about what he had said to Lao Luo, he now wanted to slap himself.

Maybe the gameplay of Silver Dollar Factory is indeed not illegal at present, but when the victim is standing in front of you, it is meaningless whether it is illegal or not.

I can't live with it in my conscience.

"Friend Bao, can you send me a screenshot of this online shopping receipt?"

"Ah?" Baoyou scratched his head, "What are you doing with this?"

"Wait a moment." Librarian He took out his mobile phone, pretended to read the message, and secretly reviewed the words Zhang Yang had prepared for him in advance, "Actually, we are not just a treasure appraisal activity, there is a more important task behind it."

"You may have noticed that the poster says that the organizer of this treasure appraisal event is the State Administration of Cultural Heritage. This is because this year, the Administration of Cultural Relics will launch a nationwide campaign to combat antique and cultural relic fraud..."

"I understand." After hearing this, Baoyou nodded with conviction, "You are here to seek justice for us ordinary collectors."

"Well, that's right, you can understand it that way." Librarian He responded.

"No wonder you want to collect information."

"Actually, I can get a lot of receipts like this to help you with your KPIs." Baoyou looked at the situation around him and told Librarian He like a thief, "We who buy goods in this silver dollar store have an exchange. group, I just saw them and finally decided to buy them.”

"Since mine is fake, then the one they bought probably can't be real either."

"I can ask them to help you get evidence..."

"No, no, no, no." Librarian He quickly stopped Baoyou's brainstorming.

He remembered Zhang Yang saying that the so-called "collector exchange groups" of those shops selling fake antiques were probably all shills except Baoyou himself.

Librarian He doesn't want to openly break up with his old colleagues yet. After all, they once lived in a staff dormitory.

His current idea is just to help this treasure friend get back the money he was defrauded.

"Okay, let me know if you have any results." Baoyou said while scanning Librarian He's WeChat, "I didn't expect that there are people who do practical things for ordinary collectors. It's so rare. I've seen them before. Those experts are here to make money."

"Actually, this is also my first time doing this. It all depends on the wise leadership of our Master Zhang."

Librarian He looked in the direction of Zhang Yang, his eyes full of respect. There is no need to say more about his greatness.

…

Zhang Yang, who was behind the appraisal desk, didn't even realize that he had unintentionally acquired another elderly fanboy.

He was marveling at the treasure brought out by his treasure friend in front of him.

A half-meter-tall marble statue, an authentic cultural relic.

"Teacher, what dynasty is this from? Can you help identify it?" Baoyou asked.

"The Song Dynasty is either the Northern Song Dynasty or the Liao Dynasty." Zhang Yang replied, "And it should be the cultural relics unearthed in the east of Han Dynasty."

"The genuine stone statues made of this kind of material (marble) are no later than the Yuan Dynasty. By the Ming and Qing Dynasties, there were basically no marble statues."

"It turns out to be from the Song Dynasty." Baoyou nodded and asked Zhang Yang: "I have a friend who said that this sculpture is of Confucius. Is that correct?"

"Then your friend is quite discerning." Zhang Yang praised, "When most people see this kind of stone statue, they will only think it is a statue of a scholar. If they don't pay attention to the details, they won't be able to tell that it is Confucius."

Zhang Yang turned the front of the stone statue to the camera with some difficulty, and explained to the audience and friends:

"Pay attention here. The center of the eyebrows is made into a wishful shape. You can rarely see this on any other statues. It is the exclusive shape of Confucius after deification, and it was only popular in the Northern Song Dynasty or Liao Dynasty. People at that time There is freedom of belief, so some people will worship Confucius, a Confucian and Taoist saint.”

"Then let's look at what Confucius was holding. It's long in shape, with the top and bottom pointed. It's obviously a jade guide. The jade guide was a very typical ritual vessel in the Spring and Autumn Period."

“Therefore, there is a saying that Confucius’ posture of kneeling on the platform while holding a jade gui in both hands, intertwined in front of his chest, symbolizes Confucius’ thought of “denying oneself and restoring etiquette”…”

[So powerful, Master Zhang]

[Restraining oneself and restoring propriety is the core idea of ​​Confucianism. It makes sense to carve this statue like this.]

[Sure enough, you still have to go to Handong Province to see Confucian antiques]

[It’s hard to imagine how many good cultural relics would have been preserved if the Confucius Temple had not been smashed]

"Thank you, teacher, I understand." Baoyou was recording the entire process with his mobile phone while Zhang Yang was explaining. He was probably going to start making amusing sounds later.

So this thank you must be said, otherwise it will appear that he is very rude.

"You're welcome, friend Bao. You have to keep this thing of yours well." Zhang Yang reminded, "Let's not even think about trading the cultural relics of the Song Dynasty. In the past two years, a nationwide census of cultural relics has been carried out. This thing of yours must be well preserved." The statue is definitely going to be on the list.”

"Really?" Baoyou smiled happily, "Okay, then I'll be proud of our folk Tibetan collectors in Handong."

“Definitely, this is the best antique with local characteristics that I have seen so far.”

"Come on, go to the assistant to register."

[The assistant lady is also very open]

[This girl seems to have been following Master Zhang all over the country. It’s so hard]

[The anchor and assistant should change their positions, so as not to delay the treasure appraisal]

[Don’t be a monster in the barrage, I just like to watch Master Zhang (50 cents for this article)]

…

"Teacher, can I see the painting?" asked the new friend.

"If you can see, you can see..." Zhang Yang turned around and looked at the appraisal experts of the calligraphy and painting team not far away. There were two teachers there, and it seemed that he didn't need his help to share the firepower.

"That's good." Baoyou couldn't wait to unfold the scroll on the appraisal table in front of Zhang Yang, and complained, "I almost didn't squeeze in. After waiting in line for half an hour, it was finally my turn."

"There was a woman behind me just now who said that the calligraphy and painting group had to queue up next to me. Oh my god, the queue next to me might have to wait for another half an hour."

"Teacher, you don't know, I got up at six o'clock this morning. Oh, I haven't gotten up so early in many years..."

The woman Baoyou mentioned should be Sister Gao. As for why Sister Gao let Baoyou come over, Zhang Yang guessed that it was probably because the collector was about the same age as Sister Gao's mother-in-law, and she was very talkative.

This kind of person is Sister Gao's weakness, she really can't handle him.

"Okay, okay, I understand." Zhang Yang interrupted the aunt's chatter, otherwise her head would be dizzy, "Let's look at the paintings first."

"Okay, okay, let's look at the painting." The aunt pointed to the characters in the portrait and asked Zhang Yang, "Teacher, this painting should be Zhu Yuanzhang, the founder of the Ming Dynasty, right?"

"Yes." Zhang Yang responded, "Isn't it written on it, Portrait of Emperor Zhu Taizu of the Ming Dynasty?"

"Then I didn't notice that this painting belongs to my son."

"He just asked me to do the appraisal for him. He was afraid that the teacher wouldn't know, so he specifically asked me..."

The aunt started to chatter again, Zhang Yang kept nodding, but said no more.

For those of you who talk a lot like this, let her talk to herself for a while. She was probably talking too much while waiting in line, so she needs to relax now.

The aunt talked to herself for a long time without any useful information. She turned around and started asking Zhang Yang again:

"Teacher, do you see anything?"

"I can see it." Zhang Yang nodded, "This is a modern painting. The author copied it from the [True Portrait of Ming Taizu] in the National Museum."

[The painting is so ugly]

[This is how Liao Fan is compared with this kind of portrait in "The Evil Is Not Suppressing"]

[To be honest, Zhu Yuanzhang really doesn’t look like this]

[The Tatars only know how to vilify Zhu Yuanzhang, but they have forgotten the official portraits of the sixteen emperors of the Ming Dynasty, none of which has a shoehorned face]

[The person who painted this painting should be a remnant of the Manchu Qing Dynasty]

The barrage is already discussing the issue of the Qing Dynasty rulers' vilification of Zhu Yuanzhang, but this kind of issue is simply a fantasy for the aunt holding the treasure. What she is concerned about now is:

"Teacher, what do you mean? I don't understand."

"Is this painting good or bad?"

"If you want a detailed evaluation of the painting, I suggest you go over there and queue up again and ask the teacher of the calligraphy and painting group to analyze it for you." Zhang Yang said very sincerely.

"The conclusion I can give you is that this was painted by an unknown painter in China within the past twenty years. I don't know the purpose, but it is definitely not valuable."

"Why isn't it valuable?" the aunt asked.

"Auntie, there is only one situation where this kind of antique calligraphy and painting will be valuable, and that is if the painter is famous. The level of the person who painted your painting is hard to describe." Zhang Yang said with a complicated expression.

When Zhang Yang visited the National Museum before, he felt that the "True Portrait of Ming Taizu" hanging in the museum was outrageous.

There were so many imperial portraits in the Ming Dynasty. I don’t know what the person in charge thought when I chose one with flawed logic to display.

This imitation painting does not circumvent that problem.

"Have you seen Zhu Yuanzhang's hat? There is a piece of jade in the middle of the brim. This thing is called [Haozheng]. It was worn by virtuous people in ancient times to show their character."

"But this thing didn't appear until the Qing Dynasty."

"A person from the Ming Dynasty wearing a Qing Dynasty hat looks like Qin Shihuang playing games on his mobile phone. It is very inconsistent."

"What you said is too complicated..." The aunt frowned and looked at Zhang Yang and said, "Who in the right mind would know this knowledge?"

"I know." Baoyou, who was behind the aunt, chimed in.

But this didn't bother the aunt at all. She turned around and said to the precious friend: "That means you are not a normal person. Why are you so proud?"

"But we (we) also know it." The friends behind him all spoke out in support.

"Then you are not normal people."

The aunt said angrily, turned around and found Zhang Yang looking at her with a strange expression on his face.

"No matter what you look at, you are not a normal expert."

After saying that, he angrily rolled up the scroll on the table.

Librarian He still wanted to come up and register, but Zhang Yang quickly waved his hand to him, indicating that it was okay.

Let this kind of person go, so as not to start a fight later.

…

The last treasure friend of the morning brought a big black leather suitcase.

After it was put on the appraisal table, it was like a gangster transaction.

But as soon as he opened his mouth, other collectors lining up at the scene began to boo.

"Teacher, I have brought several cultural relics from Longshan Culture and I would like your help in identifying them."

Longshan Culture is a culture of the late Neolithic Age. It was named after it was first discovered in Longshan Town, Handong Province. Therefore, the collectors present knew the gold content of genuine Longshan Culture cultural relics.

To be precise, it should be the ammunition content.

Everyone wants to see how many peanuts this treasure friend's things are worth.

Zhang Yang did not rush to open the box, but first held the box and asked:

"Friend Bao, if there is a real thing in this, you probably won't be able to leave the venue this morning, do you understand?"

"I understand." Baoyou replied with a playful smile, "Teacher, don't worry, my stuff comes from legitimate channels. I guarantee that the police can't do anything to me."

"That's good. I appreciate your confidence." Zhang Yang made a gesture of invitation.

The treasure friend began to take out the treasure.

The first piece is a turquoise necklace.

The turquoise stones are arranged in order from largest to smallest, and are strung together with a black rope in the middle. The largest one is in the middle, hanging like a pendant.

After reading it, Zhang Yang frowned and shook his head: "This is a modern, modern necklace mixed with turquoise. It has nothing to do with Longshan culture."

[As soon as this thing came out, it felt right, the National Treasure Gang! 】

[Can there be so many cultural relics of Longshan Culture? These people can really dream]

[Carry it away, carry it away, hurry up and get the next one]

[Does this kind of street stall product still need to be appraised? 】

"Friend Bao, don't try your luck with something like this that has nothing to do with Longshan culture."

"Teacher, don't worry. I took them out in order. The ones at the back are more real." Baoyou said seriously.

"Okay, okay." Zhang Yang was amused, "Then come up with something more real."

"Okay, please look at this."

The second treasure is a piece of pottery.

Pottery is the most representative pottery in the Neolithic Age. It was not until the Bronze Age that the pottery evolved and officially withdrew from the stage of history.

However, Baoyou’s white pottery shirt is a bit too perverted.

Tao Wei's water injection port has transformed into the shape of a human face, which looks very strange.

And when viewed from the front, Tao Wei's feet look like human feet, while Liukou is in a very unsightly position.

Like a little elephant spraying water.

"Is this the truer treasure you are talking about?" Zhang Yang asked with an uncomfortable look on his face. He felt that his eyes were contaminated.

"Teacher, just tell me, does Longshan culture have pottery vessels and pottery faces?"

"Indeed, they all exist." Zhang Yang nodded, "But this is the first time I've seen them arranged and combined like this."

He has already seen that this treasure friend is just trying to create a show effect.

Not only did the audience in the live broadcast room enjoy watching, but the laughter of the collectors onlookers could also be heard from time to time. Since the treasure friends who lined up did not say anything, Zhang Yang certainly would not persuade the treasure friends to leave.

He took the initiative to urge: "Quickly, take out the third piece and give it to us Kangkang!"