N-M Chapter 135 Teacher, am I going to be punished?
Chapter 135 Teacher, am I going to be punished?
[Master Zhang, will you be banned by other museums if you do this?]
"Brother, what you say is a little too high of me, and a little too low of public museums."
"The main source of their collections is archaeological excavations, unlike ours which mainly rely on buying."
"Take the bronzes that you usually think are the most punishing. There are 1.4 million pieces in the collections of public museums across the country alone."
"If you don't put some inscription on the things you usually take out, others will look down on them."
While chatting with the barrage, Zhang Yang quietly added the friend of the treasure friend just now.
Although Baoyou said that he still needed to think about it, he was very interested in the "collection of auction items" organized by Zhang Yang.
Who who plays with cultural relics can refuse an auction?
There are many people like this in the barrage. Almost every day, people ask:
[Master Zhang, what are the conditions to participate in your auction?]
[Do you look at all the items in this auction? Fidelity? 】
[I am 18 years old and drive a Maybach, can I participate?]
[I have a Ru kiln with a large door, can I put it up for auction?]
"Brother from Ruyao, go to the hospital and get a checkup as soon as possible."
"Don't just talk about the rest, bring out some hard stuff and let me take a look."
As soon as Zhang Yang finished speaking, a treasure friend named [I Dream of Going to Prison] applied for Lianmai.
"What's going on, brother?"
"You can't open the pot at home, do you have to go to jail?"
Baoyou is a man of action. He didn't say anything when he first came up. He first pointed the camera at a three-legged bronze tripod full of green rust.
It was obvious that he was in a hurry.
"Teacher, please tell me first, is this thing going to be punished?"
"It looks pretty good. Pat the side and I'll take a closer look."
Publicity has always been a concern for treasure friends.
After reading it, he shook his head. The result was very disappointing.
"You are a modern imitation. It was even just fished out of the cesspit in the past few years."
"Shit pit? I'll go!"
Baoyou originally wanted to pick up the tripod and show it to Zhang Yang, but he heard that the green rust was soaked in feces, so he quickly put on his gloves.
"Teacher, what about these two?"
Baoyou picked up two more bronze mirrors.
The shape is simple and full of green rust, and it’s quite intimidating just looking at the back.
"Is either of these two pieces correct?"
"None of this works, these are all modern imitations."
If there are no surprises, this should be a treasure friend of the "Leek Spirit" level, just two steps away from the Lee Emperor.
"To be honest, if I hadn't looked at your level 9 fan card, I would have suspected that you specialize in selling fake bronzes and came here to find the shortcomings and improve the craftsmanship."
The three fakes that Baoyou took out were all high imitations.
However, he plays with bronzes and has no special purchase channels. This is indeed the level of a normal person.
"Are they really fake? But the person who sold them to me said these things are worth two and a half years."
"Just these three things?" Zhang Yang waved his hand: "Stop talking nonsense. Even if it is true, it is not worth the sentence."
"Do you think prison food is so delicious?"
"They are all fake anyway. Tell the truth, how much did these three items cost together? Let everyone be happy by telling them."
"More than 40,000." Baoyou raised four fingers with difficulty.
"How much? You spent 40,000 on these three pieces of crap?"
Zhang Yang bent down and took out a piece of Heshi Bi from the Hedong Group from under the table.
"Friend Bao, I see that you have amazing bones and extraordinary talents. You have a collecting talent that surpasses that of a horse curator."
"This Heshi Bi will be passed on to you for a fee of 30,000 yuan."
【66666】
[Not very harmful, but extremely insulting]
[Brothers, hurry up and join the Jiucaigou VIP group, the group number is ***]
[Three items cost 40,000. I can’t even imagine how much money he lost in total]
[I will pay 50,000 yuan, please pass this Heshi Bi to me]
"The brother who offered me 50,000 yuan knows how to commit fraud. If I pay 50,000 yuan, I will be sentenced to three years, right?"
Speaking of fraud, Zhang Yang suddenly figured it out.
"Friend Bao, the person who sold you something said it was worth two and a half years, but he didn't lie to you."
"Why?"
"Because of your amount, he himself will indeed be sentenced to two and a half years."
"This..." Baoyou told Zhang Yang in a somewhat embarrassed tone: "Actually, my brother-in-law sold me the thing."
"Is he a confirmed brother-in-law?"
"Yes, my wife and I have been married for more than ten years. Forget it, just think that my wife took the 40,000 yuan back to her parents' house." Baoyou said to comfort himself.
Zhang Yang couldn't help but give him a thumbs up: "Brother, you understand equivalence."
Baoyou was silent for two seconds, sighed, and said he still had goods:
"Teacher, I still have some things that I collected at the antique market. Please help me see if there are one or two genuine ones, even if they are modern imitations."
As Baoyou said, he picked up a large wooden box and placed it on the table.
He told Zhang Yang that it has been seven or eight years since he first came into contact with bronze ware.
Lin Lin Zongzong spent a total of over one million. Six months ago, he asked Master Yue to help him check it out. They were all fake.
His mentality immediately collapsed.
After losing over one million, this is a strong man of the "King of Lee" level!
"Then this box of your stuff was collected within the past six months?"
"Yes, this is the last box. If it doesn't ship, I will quit." Baoyou said solemnly before opening the box.
Of course, there is a high probability that he is lying to himself.
"How many pieces do you have here in total?"
"There are about a dozen pieces in total, most of them are bronze weapons."
"It can be seen that you have really worked hard." Zhang Yang affirmed: "If the bronze weapons are of the right age, they will be classified as first-class cultural relics."
"If it's true, the punishment will be determined."
"Come on, let's try some easy identification methods."
Baoyou followed Zhang Yang's instructions and placed the things in rows on the table, then gave them a bird's eye view.
Zhang Yang looked at them one by one.
As he watched, a smile quietly appeared on his lips.
When Baoyou saw Zhang Yang's smile, he immediately became excited and asked quickly: "Teacher, is it true?"
Zhang Yang nodded: "Pick up the third one in the second row from top to bottom."
"This thing of yours is real, and it should be able to reach the Han Dynasty."
Baoyou held something like a small wine glass and asked Zhang Yang:
"What is this, teacher?"
The object is cylindrical, hollow, thicker than a thumb but thinner than a wrist, with a smooth surface and a hole as thick as a nail.
"What do you think it is? What did you buy it for?"
"Buy? No, no, there is no sale. This is inherited from my ancestors."
As soon as he heard that it was true, Baoyou immediately changed his mind.
"Don't panic! You don't have the stamina to play with bronze objects. How dare you ask me whether I should be punished?"
"Teacher, tell me first, how long will this sentence last?"
"One minute is not enough." Zhang Yang curled his lips and said, "You are just a halberd."
"Eh? Anchor, why are you swearing at people for no reason?"
"Do you understand the halberd I'm talking about? The scientific name of this thing is 鐏."
[Hahaha, it’s really a halberd]
[Emperor Lin was furious]
[Is this possible the handle of Lu Bu’s Fang Tian painted halberd?]
"The handle of Fang Tian's painted halberd should be pointed at the bottom, right?"
Zhang Yang couldn't answer the question asked by the barrage. What he was sure of was:
"Although this thing is from the Han Dynasty, its value is actually not high. If it is passed down from ancestors, you can play with it and it will be fine. There will be no punishment at all."
"Of course, if the number goes up, it won't be easy to say that it is passed down from generation to generation. We will definitely dig a ash pit."
"Okay, then I will definitely keep the things handed down from my ancestors."
Baoyou happily held the halberd in his hand like a little chicken.
Anyone who looks at it will know that this person has not bought the real thing in many years.
…
[Why can he keep this halberd by himself? 】
[Aren’t bronzes all cultural relics? The anchor has a bit of a double standard]
"To clarify, anchors do not have double standards. The standards of anchors have always been stable."
"Cultural relics mainly depend on their value. If you hand over a halberd handle, they won't even bother to issue you a certificate and just throw it away in the warehouse."
[Then what should be paid and what should not be paid? 】
Seeing that there were a lot of friends with the same problem in the barrage, Zhang Yang was too lazy to explain, so he directly asked the barrage:
"Is there any Internet police in the live broadcast room? Come out and help explain."
Soon, an application for wheat connection from [Linhai Internet Police # 132] popped up in the background.
"Come on, come on, the police officer is here."
"Don't worry, although I know that all you have are scraps of scrap metal and they are all fakes, but if you are curious, I will satisfy your curiosity."
"Good police light!"
"Hello, anchor!"
After the Internet police accepted the call, no video appeared, but a picture appeared.
In the center of the picture is the logo of the "Chinese Cultural Relics Protection Technology Association".
"Officer, you are so professional!" Zhang Yang sighed: "Here, I'll leave the live broadcast room to you."
"Okay, let's talk about that bronze halberd just now!"
"..."
A quarter of an hour later, the barrage of barrages in the live broadcast room finally disappeared.
Instead, there was denunciation and publicity.
[Why did the anchor bring the note over]
【The beautiful life is broken】
[It’s okay now, I won’t let you play with anything]
Zhang Yang could only helplessly spread his hands.
What the Internet police said are legal provisions. Things before the Yuan Dynasty are considered ancient cultural relics and cannot be traded. This is indeed a rule.
As for why we can trade privately, it’s because we really can’t control it.
But everyone ignored what the Internet police said: "If the source cannot be identified, we will try our best to guide the collector to hand it over."
The implication of this is that even animal products that are 100% punishable will not be forcibly confiscated if there is no transaction record.
Of course, Zhang Yang cannot say this in a live broadcast. If he does, it will become a bad guide.
"Brothers, don't worry." Zhang Yang comforted the barrage: "Except for the brothers from Lao Jiumen and Saibo Xiling, you don't really think you can buy the real thing, do you?"
"You really think our group is out of stock, right?"
As if in response to Zhang Yang's words, Chen Yanguang's gang came and brought the latest antique porcelain developed by his fiancée's company.
The person who came to Lianmai this time was the salesperson of their team, a young woman with a somewhat ecstatic voice.
The posture of the appraisal was a bit special. A blue and white porcelain plate was placed on the white skin of her legs.
"Come on, Consultant Zhang, take a look at this from our group. How would you rate it?"