Live treasure appraisal, congratulations to the big brother on his release from prison

Chapter 184 A Complete Set of Leek Cutting Industry Chain

"Don't worry about what model is underneath, just look at the opening piece first!"

Zhang Yang stood in front of the porcelain stall, this sentence recurring in his mind.

These words could not be better used as a propaganda slogan for the pile of fake porcelain in front of you.

Because they all have no base, the shapes are the most common ones, and the glazes are plain.

You can only watch the movie at the beginning.

Coincidentally, the openings of these porcelains are very similar.

Whether it is "Ru Kiln" or "Ge Kiln", they all look like they were put together after being broken.

Zhang Yang had a bold idea to verify how this opening came about, but he had to buy two pieces first.

I'll give the viewers a living later, and the money spent on buying porcelain will be included in the live broadcast expenses.

"Brother, how do you sell these?"

Zhang Yang asked the price in front of the stall. Behind him, Chu Ziqiang carried a small suitcase containing porcelain drawing boards and quietly broadcast live on his mobile phone.

Mainly to shoot the porcelain on the booth.

[Is the handsome figure in front of you Master Zhang?]

[Is live streaming to crack down on fakes? Pay attention to your safety]

[It should be noted that it was taken from an abnormal perspective]

[Treasure Hunting (Flower) Perspective]

"These are not the same price, you have to ask one by one."

The stall owner was a young man who was playing with his mobile phone without even raising his head.

"How much does this mallet bottle cost?" Zhang Yang picked up one casually.

They are all fake anyway, and they will all be over after a fierce bargaining.

The stall owner raised his head, took a look, and replied casually:

"This fifty thousand is an imitation of Ru Kiln from the Qing Dynasty."

"Fifty thousand...fifty! Do you want to sell it?"

Zhang Yang bargained according to the price of the handicrafts. Anyway, the stall owner didn't have any weapons at hand.

"Not for sale." The stall owner simply replied.

But maybe it was because Zhang Yang was bargaining too hard, so the other party raised his head and looked at him.

As a result, I happened to see Chu Ziqiang behind him, holding his cell phone upright and grinning.

[Is this stall owner playing with pesticides?]

【Brother's eyes are too pure】

[Looking at his expression, he should have lost, maybe even in a losing streak]

[Come closer, I can’t even hear my husband’s voice clearly]

[Is the director male or female, if male, can you leave a WeChat message, I am also male]

A boy in his early 20s simply couldn't control the charm of the barrage master's words and was so happy.

Then, Xiao Chu was naturally discovered by the stall owner.

"Who are you talking about? What are you taking pictures of? What are you laughing at?"

"Me?" Chu Ziqiang responded quickly: "No, I'm playing Xiaoxiaole."

"Bullshit! You're obviously live broadcasting!" The enthusiastic Little Red Riding Hood passing by behind exposed Xiao Chu and ran away before he could react.

"live streaming?"

This word seemed to touch a certain point in the stall owner, and he was so stimulated that he stood up directly.

"Are you the anchor? Or is he the anchor?" The stall owner pointed back and forth between Zhang Yang and Xiao Chu: "I did not agree to your filming. This is infringing on my portrait rights."

Every stall owner was talking about the law, Zhang Yang said with emotion, as expected of Pan Jiayuan, he was really professional.

He held the mallet bottle and explained to the boss with a smile:

"Brother, don't be nervous, we are students."

"I bought this one hundred and fifty, what do you think?"

Zhang Yang added another hundred with some difficulty. He really didn't want to make money for profiteers!
"One hundred and fifty? Student? Even if you are a beast!"

The stall owner looked at Chu Ziqiang, then at Zhang Yang, and suddenly sneered:
"Looking at the way you two are searching, I know you are the little anchor."

"Have you ever been a shopkeeper before? The kind who didn't pay for meals?"

"If you want to come to Panjiayuan to eat and drink, you've come to the wrong place."

【Is this Mr. Jing? 】

[Listen to the Chinese pronunciation here, it’s called authentic]

【Jingye V Me 50】

[Can the director film some beauties instead of always filming monkeys] "Don't talk about things that are available and not available. Two hundred, will you sell them?"

Zhang Yang is still counter-offering.

He worked hard and wanted to test the stall owner's skills today.

Seeing the excitement, people from several stalls nearby gathered around.

In Panjiayuan, there were incidents of counter-offering and eventual fights. How could the melon-eaters miss this?

Seeing that his stall attracted so many people's attention, the stall owner became energetic.

He said loudly like an advertisement:

"Let me tell you, every piece of porcelain here has an expert's appraisal certificate."

"The price I sell is a reasonable price. You can't buy it at this price elsewhere."

[Expert, danger! 】

[It should be the brick family, the kind that deceives people]

[Which expert is there? Tell us and see if we, Master Zhang, recognize him]

Usually when Zhang Yang broadcasts outdoor live broadcasts, it’s all barrages to cheer himself up, but today, they have a substitute.

"Which expert issued the certificate? Tell me which expert issued the certificate and I will listen!"

Chu Ziqiang stole the barrage and replied loudly.

The stall owner also answered a name loudly: Teacher Tian.

Neither Zhang Yang nor Xiao Chu had heard of this pheasant expert.

But the identity of the other party is very interesting: a guest expert from Pan Jiayuan Antique Appraisal Center.

As the most famous antique market in the country, there are many appraisal agencies of various sizes in Panjiayuan, which can do "customers have their items appraised on the spot and die on the spot".

Of course, you have to pay some appraisal fees.

For this entire leek cutting industry chain, if Wang Duoyu came to Panjiayuan and bought everything according to the price quoted by the stall owner, he would probably lose one billion in one day.

[Experts jointly create fake goods, this is a fake den]

Chu Ziqiang glanced at the barrage and nodded secretly.

He quietly nudged Zhang Yang with his elbow and asked in a low voice:

"Are there any real ones here?"

Zhang Yang crossed the index fingers of his left and right hands and made a "negative" gesture.

None of it is true.

They are all imitations that just came out of the kiln this year.

"Then do we want to show our holiness in front of others?" Chu Ziqiang asked again.

Zhang Yang made a similarly negative gesture and replied in a low voice:
"I'm not interested. Let's go, it's almost time."

What Zhang Yang was thinking was that the scheduled two hours were almost up and he had to find a secluded place to say hello to the viewers in the live broadcast room before broadcasting.

Chu Ziqiang nodded and took another look at the barrage:
[We cannot let such unscrupulous merchants go]

[There are so many old men and women around, I guess someone’s pension will be defrauded later]

[Master Zhang, just destroy this stall]

[The antique market was ruined by these scammers]

Xiao Chu's blood surged instantly, and he didn't leave. He put his phone to Zhang Yang's face.

"Brother, let's see what everyone thinks."

"That's... right."

Zhang Yang admitted that what the barrage said was reasonable, and he said thoughtfully:

"How about taking a little vacation?"

"I listen to you. If the other party has a background, he will sell my fourth uncle."

"You are filial."

Zhang Yang nodded, the former director of cultural relics should be able to calm down.

He gave the stall owner a harmless expression.

"Boss, please call Teacher Tian and tell him that someone asked him."

"what?"

"Ask him if he has never learned porcelain appraisal, so he can't spot such a poor imitation?"

Zhang Yang casually picked up a barrel stove imitating Ge Kiln, pointed at the glaze and said:

"Splits like this are obviously formed by the impact of external force when the porcelain comes out of the kiln."

"If you don't believe me, we can use tools to take off a layer of this glaze, and see the internal injuries you smashed out of the porcelain."

(End of this chapter)