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

Chapter 190 Ancient City Road
After hearing Zhang Yang's question, Baoyou stepped back, giving everyone a more comprehensive perspective.

Seeing the tributes placed in front of the incense burner, it is almost certain that this is an altar.

"Is Baoyou in Fujian Province?"

Zhang Yang has the impression that the birthplace of Tiandi Hui is in southern Fujian, and there are still ruins there.

"Teacher, the one you are talking about is the general helmsman of the Tiandihui. We are the head of the Zhongyi Hall, in Po County."

[It’s so miserable, have they all gone into exile overseas?]

[Learn more about the Lanfang Republic, it was founded by the exiled Tiandi Society]

[The ancestors of many Chinese people in Malay all fled the Qing Dynasty]

[What is the anchor doing in a daze? Kowtow]

"It turns out that you, treasure friend, are also outside the law."

"Strictly speaking, Po County doesn't count. Guns are banned here. Teacher, please help me find out. Is this altar real? I'm afraid the museum here is misleading people."

Zhang Yang nodded. Although there was nothing to identify in the museum, he was quite curious. When was the Zhongyi Hall established?

Scanning Eye, activate!
"The oldest one is the red-painted wooden barrel, from the late Qianlong period."

"Most of the flags inside are from the late Qing Dynasty."

"The incense burner is also old, probably about the same age as the barrels. They were all brought out of China."

"The papers on the wall should all be new. They probably just restored the scene of the ruins."

"After all, they can't preserve an entire wall of someone's home in a museum."

"I think so too."

Baoyou nodded and showed the preservation conditions of this altar.

The museum only put up a cordon and didn't even arrange any glass showcases, so he could take such a clear picture.

"Teacher, this thing is so well preserved, do you want to arrange it?" Baoyou said with a smile.

"I heard that the British Museum was robbed. I think the security here is not that good. The arms of the security guard at the door are not as thick as yours, teacher."

"Let's come quietly at night..."

Zhang Yang immediately gave Baoyou a thumbs up:
"The real punishment is conspiring in public, right?"

Then, he denied the other party’s dangerous idea:

"The ruins are different from the cultural relics. Since the hall was previously located in Po County, let's keep it there."

“It won’t smell like that when we move back.”

"Teacher, are you actually discussing this issue with me?" Baoyou pretended to be surprised and said, "I was just joking, do you still take it seriously?"

"You are such an old man!" Zhang Yang said angrily: "Fishing, right?"

[Dare to tease the anchor?Add me]

[Where is the house manager?If you don’t have a house manager, that’s not lawless.]

[The water friends just amplified the evil thoughts in the host's heart]

[Pandora’s Box, right? 】

"Who said there is no room manager in our live broadcast room?"

Zhang Yang said to the camera:

"Come on, house manager, come out and show off to everyone."

Soon, an account with the ID "Lao Na wants to take the exam" spoke with the prefix of "House Management".

The barrage in the live broadcast instantly boiled over.

They were all attacking Xiao Chu.

[Holy shit, there really is a dog to manage it]

[Isn’t this the second eldest brother on the list? 】

[A good financial sponsor is not good, and he wants to be a dog to the anchor? 】

@老父要考试Edit: [My room manager is to help everyone unblock, and I can attack the anchor at will in the future, without fear of being blocked]

Xiao Chu's method of diverting firepower was very successful, and the focus of the barrage quickly returned to the anchor.

After reading the barrage, Zhang Yang curled his lips in disgust:

"Forget it, forget it, the quality of your barrage is too low, I'd better connect the mic!"

"Hello, Baoyou, you are the third lucky one today..."

At the other end of the video, as soon as Baoyou showed up, he told Zhang Yang anxiously:

"Teacher, you finally started broadcasting. If it were any later, this place would be closed."

"Did you dig out the box?" Zhang Yang sat up straight and asked.

"You will know after reading it."

Baoyou turned the camera.

After Zhang Yang saw the picture clearly, he subconsciously said "f*ck".

Bricks, all bricks.

Moreover, the bricks buried deep in the ground are neatly stacked.

The picture given by Baoyou looks like a construction site digging a trench.On the cross section of the earth slope next to the trench, there is a long strip full of bricks.

There is at least several meters of soil above the bricks.

"Are you digging the buried ancient Great Wall?"

The bricks on the ground are arranged in such a long strip that you can't see the end at a glance.

Zhang Yang felt that if it was a tomb, it was at least an imperial mausoleum, and the cordon would have been cordoned off already.

It looks more like an ancient building.

"I don't know, isn't this a tomb brick?"

Baoyou came closer.

"No, the tomb bricks are not this small, and they are rarely arranged so neatly."

"Here, take a look at the top layer."

Zhang Yang directed Baoyou and began to identify bit by bit.

"It should not be tomb bricks, there is no sealing layer, and there are no traces of pouring. Such a tomb is not burglar-proof."

"This is a brick from the Northern Song Dynasty."

"Have you dug any further?"

"Yes." Baoyou replied.

He took Zhang Yang two steps forward and reached a place where he dug deeper.

Only then did we see that the bricks were one layer, only a few dozen centimeters thick.

Further down, there are stones.

[Obviously not a tomb, no tomb is solid]

[Are they the floor tiles in the house?]

[Feels like a street in the city]

"I think it should be a carriage road from the Song Dynasty, just like today's main road."

"Friend Bao, this place is either an ancient city or a transportation fortress." Zhang Yang analyzed.

"I'm in Yangzhou."

"That's no problem. In the Northern Song Dynasty, Yangzhou was the capital of Huainan East Road. It was normal to have such a long carriage road."

Zhang Yang stretched his arms up and down, and compared the thickness of the road bricks:

"With such thick bricks, it is estimated that it is the main road of the city."

"Hurry and report it, maybe it can become a tourist attraction."

Baoyou responded, and slowly took out a copper coin from his pocket.

"I picked this up on the construction site. Is it a copper coin from the Song Dynasty? Why doesn't it look like it to me?"

What Baoyou means is: since the carriage road is from the Northern Song Dynasty, then the things on the roadside should also be from the Northern Song Dynasty.

Zhang Yang took a look and saw that it was really not the Tongbao from the Song Dynasty.

The copper coin that Baoyou took out had only two words on it:

One character is like an hourglass, and the other is "baht".

"You are five baht coins from the Western Han Dynasty."

"Did you really pick it up next to this carriage road?" Zhang Yang asked.

"Yeah, I came late and I only picked up this. I don't know if anyone else picked it up."

"That might be a child who lost his lucky money."

"Is this kind of thing valuable? Teacher."

"Not worth much, 30 yuan." Zhang Yang shook his head.

The Han five baht may be the least valuable thing handed down from the Western Han Dynasty.

"Have you dug around?" Zhang Yang asked, "If you can find five baht coins, it means this may be an ancient road."

"Yangzhou should have been built as a city before BC. I wouldn't be surprised if you dug out Qin Banliang (Qin Dynasty currency)."

"No, work has been stopped now and digging is not allowed."

[You are not allowed to dig, you can dig it with your hands]

[Work has stopped, you are still wandering around the construction site, right?]

[This treasure friend is clearly looking for treasure]

[Stop it, I'll probably get caught when you go out next time]

"But there are broken pieces of porcelain. Can you help me look at them?"

I don’t know how many things this treasure friend picked up, but he took out another piece of sky-blue porcelain, only half the size of a palm.

Zhang Yang looked at it carefully, and when the "item information" appeared, his face instantly became solemn.

"Friend Bao, where are you? Send me your address, and I'll bring a shovel and a blower to find you."

(End of this chapter)