After hearing Zhang Yang's words, the uncles and aunts below began to discuss:
“Is this a Chuanghui porcelain?”

"What is foreign exchange earning? Why haven't I heard of it before?"

"With your intelligence, it's hard for me to explain it to you. Just think of it as a fake."

"We can't think they're all fake. We also need to look at the era. If they were produced in the 1950s or 1960s by the official factories in Jingdi Town, they would also have collection value, higher than ordinary Ming and Qing folk kilns."

"Didn't you hear what the young man said? Anyone who buys this is a big idiot. If you want to buy it, go ahead. I won't buy it anyway..."

While everyone was talking about it, the old master on the stage felt embarrassed.

In order to save face, he had to temporarily give up some of his dignity, walked back onto the stage, and took the Hutian kiln porcelain from Zhang Yang.

He held it in his hand and read it over and over again, trying to find some evidence to refute Zhang Yang.

Believe it or not, he actually found evidence, but it was not used to refute Zhang Yang, but to support Zhang Yang.

On the bottom of the porcelain, there is an area that has obviously been polished and aged.

There is a very subtle difference between it and the surrounding natural porcelain bodies, and the old master craftsman was almost obsessed with it before he could finally spot it.

The moment he saw it, his heart skipped a beat.

broken!

Then, he let out a long sigh and tilted his head to look at Zhang Yang who was about to step off the stage.

What a terrible future!
"Master Li, is what the young man said just now correct?" An old man asked him, "We paid you to come here, it doesn't matter if you make mistakes, but don't hide the problems from us!"

"Don't worry, I have a strong sense of professional ethics." The old master sighed again and said slowly: "Well, this handsome guy is right, this is indeed a foreign exchange-earning porcelain..."

"Um, everyone, be quiet for a moment!"

The host was originally a hired translator who had no experience in hosting an auction of cultural relics and was just reading from the cue cards.

Now the organizer asked him to come out and take charge of the situation and start bidding. He could only bite the bullet and speak:
"Let's not get stuck on the first lot, there are still many good things to come!"

"Come on, let's start bidding now. Just stand up and bid. The highest price will win."

After the host finished speaking, the scene fell into complete silence, with everyone looking at Zhang Yang and Master Li.

There is no answer to the question of whether the 5,000 yuan foreign exchange-earning porcelain is worth the money on the Internet, and the major auction companies have no records of it, so no one is sure what to do.

Zhang Yang didn't react at first, but Li Zi pulled his arm:

"Everyone is looking at you. I'll ask for them, is it ok to buy it at this price?"

"To be honest, I don't know either." Zhang Yang whispered in Li Zi's ear: "Collecting these things is entirely a matter of personal preference. There is no complete market for them right now."

"No market? Why?"

"It's probably mainly because of the number of pieces left in the world." Zhang Yang thought about it and gave a very brief conclusion.

He can't analyze anything more complicated. That's the job of analysts at international auction companies like Christie's.

What Zhang Yang was sure of was that he could reproduce Hutian kiln porcelain of this level. Except for the difference of several decades in age, everything else could be almost exactly the same.

After hearing this, Li Zi nodded and understood.

Zhang Yang can imitate it, which means that she can have it if she wants it. At most, she just needs to act coquettishly, so there is no need to buy this thing.

As for the uncles and aunts, although Li Zi wanted to help them and show her strength, she would not say anything without being 100% confident and cause trouble for herself.

Finally, this foreign exchange-earning Hutian kiln porcelain was sold for 6500 RMB.

…The first item was sold, and the host heard the boss breathe a sigh of relief in the headphones.

The British are also very superstitious and believe in the saying of a good start. Now that the first item has been sold, they hurriedly urge the waiter to restock the goods.

As soon as the second item came up, the buyers on the scene exclaimed.

"Fuck!"

"Where have I seen this thing before?"

"Are you suffering from Alzheimer's? You don't even recognize this thing? Didn't we just see it in the British Museum yesterday?"

"Didn't the tour guide say yesterday that there are only two of these things in the world? How come there are some here too?"

"You can't figure this out. I think you have Alzheimer's. This is obviously a replica. Look, even the rust on it is different..."

Not only the old men and women at the scene exclaimed, Li Zi and Zhang Yang also covered their mouths in shock.

Oh my god, Shuangyangzun!

The second item to be auctioned turned out to be this thing. Zhang Yang rubbed his eyes, thinking he had seen it wrong.

Master Li's reaction was even greater, his beard on his chin kept shaking. Before the host finished his introduction, he had already taken out a magnifying glass from his pocket and rushed over to start studying it.

This is a national treasure!

"Do you want to go take a look?" Li Zi asked Zhang Yang: "I think this is most likely a replica, right?"

"But do you think it's possible that this is what Aunt Zhou said, the thing that was secretly taken out and sold by the traitor?"

"Actually, we can't rule out this possibility." Zhang Yang narrowed his eyes as he looked at the old master on the stage with a very serious expression.

According to Aunt Zhou, the real bronze double-ram vase was no longer in the British Museum more than ten years ago.

During this period, there were many people who knew some inside information and wanted to find the real Shuangyangzun.

Those who deal in bronze imitation business are also very knowledgeable, and quite a large number of high-quality imitation Double Ram Zuns have emerged in the market to confuse the public.

In this context, the Royal Collection Art Museum, which was still in existence at the time, and Sir Alex Ferguson behind the museum, would definitely join in the fun and collect one or two double-ram vases.

What if? Zhang Yang knew it was just a what if, but there was indeed such a probability, that is, Sir Alex Ferguson, a blind cat catching a dead mouse, bought the genuine product.

Everyone who buys a high-quality imitation bronze ware pays with the idea of ​​buying the real thing, so if the price is the same as the real thing, the seller may be willing to sell it if he has the real thing.

In short, the buying and selling of this kind of thing is bound to be a mess.

"Then let's go up and take a look?" Li Zi suggested from the side.

She understood Zhang Yang very well, and from the expression of the man next to her she knew that the Double Sheep Zun was something Zhang Yang had thought of.

If the thing on the stage is real, even if it is worth 100 million, she will definitely get it. If not, she will just consider it as a dowry.

"Don't worry, let the master take a look first." Zhang Yang calmed down and said in a low voice: "In fact, I can't guarantee that I can tell the real high-quality imitation 100%."

"Some veteran craftsmen in China have spent their entire lives studying the aging of bronze artifacts, and the artifacts they produce are at the museum replica level."

"I want to go up later and consult Master Li's opinion."

Zhang Yang had just finished whispering when, urged by the audience, Master Li on the stage gave his result:
"In my opinion, this thing should be a replica from the Qianlong period."

“It’s a high-quality replica from the Qing Dynasty.”

(Today's update) (End of this chapter)