Chapter 39 Teacher Bai, fuck him
After a while, the old man came back.

He excitedly took out his cell phone and wanted to share the video of the quarrel with Zhang Yang.

However, Zhang Yang declined.

"It's really funny." The old man said to Zhang Yang cheerfully, "An old man holds a water jar that's bigger than mine."

"I think we can fit Teacher Fan in there."

There are two heavyweights in the program "Huashan Appraisal":

Mr. Bai identifies jade, and Mr. Fan identifies ceramics.

Zhang Yang did his homework before coming.

After hearing what the old man said, the image of Teacher Fan squatting in the tank already appeared in his mind.

It is indeed two sizes larger than the one in front of me.

"Then what Teacher Fan said, is the thing real or fake?" Zhang Yang asked curiously.

"Of course it's fake!"

"I saw it online before, his kind costs 699."

"Oh, that's how it is!"

Zhang Yang covered his mouth and nodded. The old man's remarks were a bit self-explosive, and he was afraid that he would laugh out loud.

Seeing that the old man was still a little unsatisfied, Zhang Yang started chatting with him again:

"Uncle, do you know an old professor named Lu?"

"Last name Lu? I don't know him, what's wrong?"

"It's okay, it's okay, I'll just ask."

Zhang Yang thought, it seems that Grandpa Lu is not that famous.

Xiao Shen was a bit exaggerated before.

"By the way, what's the current market price of your treasure?"

“It’s hard to estimate.”

The old man touched his chin and answered very seriously:
"If it were in China, auction houses like China Guardian and Poly would probably auction it for around 15 yuan."

"But if it could be sent to Christie's, it shouldn't be a problem to sell it for 30, but I just don't have the channel."

"What's the matter? Are you interested, young man?"

"No no no."

Zhang Yang waved his hands quickly.

Wow, I didn’t expect that the old man was already thinking about sending it for auction.

"I'm just asking."

"Oh, then what treasure are you here to identify?" the old man asked curiously.

“Ancient jade.”

Zhang Yang pointed to the schoolbag behind him.

Even though the old man was staring at him, he had no intention of taking it out.

The old man understood what was happening and stopped asking him. He turned around and shared the video he had just taken with the old lady in front of him.

……

After waiting in line for more than an hour, Zhang Yang finally reached the front of the line.

A few steps away from the appraisal counter, the staff assigned everyone to different experts according to the types of collections.

"Uncle, Porcelain, go find Teacher Fan."

"Hey, young man, where are your things?"

"I have two pieces," Zhang Yang replied, "one piece of jade and one piece of pottery. I've paid for the appraisal of both."

"Can you finish appraising one piece later and then go to Teacher Fan to look at the other one?"

"Sure, but come find me first, don't just cut in line."

"understand."

Zhang Yang nodded and walked towards Teacher Bai's appraisal table.

At this moment, there are two friends who want to appraise jade waiting in line in front of me.

He will have to wait a while.

In comparison, the bald old man just now was luckier.

The person who had appraised it before him had already finished looking at it.

He'll be here soon.

While Zhang Yang was queuing, his eyes were always fixed over there.

His intuition told him that there would be some excitement soon.

The old man had some kung fu skills. As soon as he went over, he lifted the blue and white porcelain jar onto the appraisal table with one hand.

In fact, such large porcelain pieces are usually not served on the table.

But the old man moved too quickly and Teacher Fan didn't have time to stop him.

In the end, I could only help put the porcelain jar away.

When Zhang Yang looked over, he saw Teacher Fan with a constipated expression on his face.

interesting.

"Uncle, why don't you put this thing down on the ground so I can take a good look at it."

"It's okay, I can watch it this way."

The old man picked up the porcelain jar with both hands.

Teacher Fan tilted his head helplessly, looked at the bottom of the foot, and finally reached out to touch it.

He told the old man:
"This thing of yours should be new." "The base is obviously made by machine; the glaze also has a layer of shiny luster..."

"What thief light? This is my precious light!" the old man retorted loudly.

Zhang Yang started laughing when he saw this scene.

His intuition just now was correct, the old man did have a job.

It starts so soon.

Teacher Fan is very well-mannered and still calmly said to the old man:
"Thief light and treasure light are different. Thief light is more dazzling and usually only occurs in newly made porcelain."

"Is it dazzling? I don't think it's dazzling."

"If you feel glare, then there is something wrong with your eyes."

Teacher Fan gave a bitter smile and continued to explain patiently:

"This thing of yours is a replica of the one in the Palace Museum, a blue and white urn with figures from the Chongzhen period."

"The patterns are very similar, but the painting and materials used are not of Ming Dynasty craftsmanship..."

"You mean, there is an identical one in the Forbidden City?" the old man asked.

"It's not exactly the same. It's yours, a copy of someone else's."

"Why do you say I copied it?"

"You will be held legally responsible for what you say."

The old man pointed at Teacher Fan and said:

"This thing has been in my home for more than a hundred years. At that time, the Forbidden City was still inhabited by the emperor, and there was no museum."

"They came later, so why do you say that what I had first was a copy?"

"Teacher Fan, let me tell you, mine is the real one."

"The one in the Forbidden City is either a pair with mine or it's fake."

Oh my god, there is such a saying?
Zhang Yang thought it was against the will of heaven.

The creativity of the uncles is indeed endless.

Zhang Yang was just about to see what happened next when someone patted him on the back.

"Hey, boy, it's your turn."

Zhang Yang turned his head and looked forward, and sure enough, there was no one in front of him.

However, Mr. Bai and his assistant were also laughing at the joke of the old man next to them.

Zhang Yang walked forward and took out the box containing the jade pig dragon from his bag.

Handed it to Teacher Bai in front of him.

"Wow, Jade Pig Dragon!"

When Teacher Bai saw the treasure that Zhang Yang took out, an excited look appeared on his face.

There is a feeling of "joy at the sight of prey".

He quickly picked up the thing and displayed it in front of the camera of the mobile phone that was broadcasting live nearby.

"Look everyone, this jade pig dragon from the Hongshan culture is still chicken bone white."

"If this thing is real, it's a national treasure."

The tens of thousands of viewers in the live broadcast room also laughed when they saw this thing.

[Finally we are here for the National Treasures. What kind of National Treasures Gang would we be if we don’t bring fake National Treasures? ]

[I thought Mr. Fan was already top-notch, but I didn’t expect such a heavyweight to be here]

[Teacher Bai, fuck him]

[This thing is probably painted on the outside]

[Limestone, I bought it]

After Teacher Bai finished his demonstration, he picked up a flashlight and began to illuminate and observe.

At the same time, he asked Zhang Yang:

"My friend, how did you get this thing?"

"Heirloom."

"This is what my grandfather received when he was at Nastai, BLYQ."

The place name Zhang Yang mentioned is the real location of the Hongshan culture site.

There are many types of jade pig dragons, and this one was copied from the one unearthed from this site.

Teacher Bai laughed after hearing this:

"BLYQ, it seems you have done a lot of research."

Zhang Yang also responded cheerfully:

"Of course, we can't leave any loopholes, right?"

"Haha, this guy is quite interesting."

Teacher Bai watched.

The smile on his face suddenly disappeared.

He frowned and held up the jade pig dragon to the ceiling light, his eyes seeming to see through the jade.

I stared at it for probably five or six seconds.

Finally, he carefully put the jade pig dragon back into the box.

He looked at Zhang Yang with sharp eyes and asked:

"Young man, tell me the truth, where did you get this thing?"

(End of this chapter)