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"What's going on?" The uncle looked a little panicked when he saw Tang Qiyun coming with the police in uniform.

It's not that he did anything wrong, but that ordinary people subconsciously panic when they see the police.

"Uncle, don't be nervous, I just want to investigate the situation." Zhang Yang comforted.

"What's the situation? What's the situation? I picked up all these things? If there's any problem, just take them and don't arrest me."

"If I don't arrest you, I'm asking for help."

"Isn't it better to arrest him?"

"It's really not..." Zhang Yang couldn't explain and looked at the policeman who had just come over.

First, I introduced to him in detail what I have learned so far.

The missing Luoyang shovel, the antiques appearing in the hands of scavengers, and the ancient tombs of the Song Dynasty, any one of these three things is enough to attract the attention of the police.

The originally relaxed expression of the police officer quickly turned serious.

We agreed to come on duty, but encountered a major tomb robbery case?

From this point of view, it is not an uncomfortable thing to give up the holiday and come here.

It was a bit difficult to communicate with the uncle. Fortunately, the police had received professional training after all and knew how to talk to the uncle to best eliminate his resistance.

It only took less than three minutes to take over from Zhang Yang, and the police left the scene with the treasure appraiser.

The uncle still smiled and left.

Zhang Yang couldn't help but sigh in his heart, this is called professionalism.

Of course, the cultural relics that the uncle picked up from scavenging were also taken away. There was physical evidence inside. Maybe the police detection department could find other problems.

"Okay, okay, there's nothing more to see. Let's all disperse." Zhang Yang tried to persuade the Tibetan friends who were watching the excitement, but the effect was very poor.

Everyone was still whispering to each other, not realizing the seriousness of the problem at all - when the police came, the suspicious people stepped back, and the team was in chaos.

"I've queued up, I've queued up. The queue I just queued up doesn't count. I'll queue up again now!"

Sister Gao stood by the guardrail and shouted a few words. The crowd that had been scattered just now started to become agitated, and the single-person queue in front of Zhang Yang soon resumed.

At the front of the queue was a young man.

He had the quickest reaction. The moment Zhang Yang spoke, he was already standing over. He deserved to be the first to make an appraisal.

"Teacher, my things are treasures passed down from my hometown. Please help me take a good look at them."

A flattering smile appeared on the young man's face.

"You're welcome, take it out."

"This is it." The young man took out a short stick wrapped in white cloth.

When Zhang Yang saw the packaging of this thing, he was a little doubtful. Is this the style of collecting cultural relics in Handong? Just grab something and wrap it up.

However, it is also possible that the value of the things these treasure friends took out was too low. If it was imperial green jade, they would have to carry the safe.

After unfolding the white cloth, it turned out that there was no rolling pin inside.

It is a bamboo tube that is somewhat yellow and red.

It is still a bamboo tube that can be opened in half, divided into two halves, with many words written on it;

At the same time, there are holes punched in the top of the bamboo tube, and a little knot remains, obviously it was hung before.

"This is a bamboo pillar from the Qing Dynasty. It probably looked like it during the Daoguang period of Jiaqing. It's in good condition."

The function of something like holding a pillar is very close to its literal meaning, which is to hang it on a pillar of a door or a window, just like holding a pillar, and it plays a decorative role.

The reason for using holding pillars is like pasting couplets, which is easy to replace. Otherwise, directly engraving words on the pillars will have the same effect, but changing the pillars will be much more troublesome.

"Hold the pillar? Isn't this a plaque?"

"You can also understand it this way, it is a plaque specially hung on a pillar."

"Usually in schools, government offices or temples, this kind of decoration is more common."

As Zhang Yang explained, he nodded repeatedly while looking at the words on the bamboo pillar.

The couplet engraved on Baoyou's piece is quite literary. It says "Jiqiu Jihui's ancestors, heirs of poetry and etiquette to the descendants of family saints", and the inscription is "Old Master of Uncle Runweng's family. He is the nephew of Shusheng, a letter of respect". .

It was written by an old gentleman who taught. He asked a craftsman to carve it out and then decorate it at the entrance of the ancestral hall or lobby to express the good wishes of the owner.

Now it seems that the wish must have come true.

Even the bamboo pillar itself was appraised by the young man in front of me. The so-called "heirloom of poetry and etiquette" must have been passed down to the air.

"Teacher, are Daoguang's holding pillars expensive?"

"How expensive is it in your eyes?" Zhang Yang asked jokingly, "Does it cost tens of thousands or millions?"

"If it's worth several million, of course it would be the best." Baoyou said while rubbing his hands.

"Then you'd better stop dreaming. You can't even buy this thing for ten thousand yuan. If I bid, I can give you eight thousand yuan at most."

[You won’t give me ten thousand yuan? 】

[Anchors know how to manipulate people’s mentality]

[Bamboo products in the Qing Dynasty were not expensive, and Baoyou didn’t know how to do it, so he was misled]

[If the words are painted in gold, it might be worth a little more]

"Eight thousand...eight thousand is fine." The young man was stunned for a moment, but finally gave up.

He continued to ask Zhang Yang: "Teacher, do you have a channel for receiving goods? Will you accept anything for this appraisal activity?"

"Ah? Do you want to sell it to me?"

Zhang Yang pointed at himself in surprise, thinking that this was too impatient.

As expected, he is a young man with an impatient personality. If it were an old man, he would at least ask other collectors present to see if anyone is willing to bid, and then decide whether to sell it after shopping around.

"Yes, I need money urgently, very urgently."

"Is that so?" Zhang Yang looked at the bamboo pillar in his hand in confusion, thinking to himself, is there something wrong with it?

At this moment, the item information on the surface of the bamboo suddenly changed.

Floating on the information page, there are floating [1000/1000] beating.

It was as if Zhang Yang had accomplished some hidden achievement.

"Teacher?" Young Baoyou called Zhang Yang.

"Don't worry, wait a minute." Zhang Yang waved his hand, he must see what this hidden achievement contains.

Soon, behind the "Details" column, a new line of information suddenly appeared.

"Item source":

In 1833 (the thirteenth year of Daoguang), an old scholar in Qufu was invited to write an inscription for his student Shushengjia. Later, he was carved into a pillar by a craftsman and hung in his home school.

In the last century, worker Tan Xiaolin secretly hid this pair of pillars during a renovation in order to decorate his new house;

In 2004, the bamboo pillar was sold by David Tan, a descendant of Tan Xiaolin, to antique dealer Liu Minghao for 800 yuan;

In 2024, Liu Minghao's nephew Liu Tianyi stole things from his uncle's house and planned to sell them for some money.

"Oh, thief?!" Zhang Yang raised his head and glanced at the young man.

The item information has been slightly upgraded, and I didn’t expect to encounter such a character all of a sudden.

Stealing something from your uncle's house and trying to sell it to Zhang Yang?

The police didn't even panic when they came just now. He seemed to have a big heart.

Zhang Yang thought for a while and decided to save the lost boy. He smiled slightly and said, "Friend Bao, I don't dare to buy this thing from you."

"Ah, why?"

"Is there something wrong with the item? Is it fake?" The big man in the queue at the back came up and asked.

"It's true, but this thing has marks made by experts on it." Zhang Yang pointed at a few cracks on the back of the bamboo and said nonsensically, "These may look like cracks to you ordinary people, but to me It seems..."

"What is it?" Several people watching asked in unison.

"It's also a crack."

"It's just artificially roasted. To the experts, it's called roasted. Barbecue roasted means that the food is not clean and needs to be burned. I hope people who buy it will pay attention."

"No, teacher, I have no problem with the source of this thing." After a moment of silence, the young man insisted on explaining.

But the other people present looked at him strangely, and the meaning was obvious. Master Zhang said, don't be stubborn.

"It's not necessarily his problem, it may be the problem of selling him this thing. Brother, go back quickly to find the person who gave you this thing and ask clearly."

"Be careful of getting involved in big cases."

Zhang Yang's last tone sounded like an old man playing chess on the street.

The young man immediately shuddered, and when he looked at the pair of hugging pillars, there was a little awe in his eyes.

Looking at his hurried away figure, Zhang Yang nodded with satisfaction.

Internet addiction is not a big problem. I hope this young man can correct his mistakes after this battle.

In this way, you can get "+1" by publicizing your merits.

…

"By the way, is this hidden achievement measured in thousands?"

Zhang Yang feels that he should identify more than a thousand treasures, so this count is probably the number of genuine items.

If counterfeit goods can be upgraded after being identified, Zhang Yang should be a full-level powerhouse when he fought in Panjiayuan. After all, there should still be tens of thousands of fake goods there.

The main force of the upgrade is the antiques in the Hailin Museum.

Most of those items are genuine, unlike today's offline treasure appraisals, where it takes a long time to find an authentic item, but in the end the item is still stolen.

"Teacher, please look at me."

The big man who interrupted just now said eagerly that it was finally his turn and it was not easy.

Zhang Yang nodded and took the initiative to help him move the things to the table.

As a result, as soon as the box was opened, Xiao Tang next to him let out a "hiss~" and took a breath of cold air.

After Zhang Yang saw it clearly, he couldn't help but get goosebumps all over his body.

This thing is indeed a bit Cthulhu-like, which makes people lose their SAN value.

【Wow? Is this a big octopus? 】

[Obviously it’s Buddha’s hand]

[I’ve seen this thing before, it’s a kind of seafood (it’s not)]

【Buddha's hand? Why would a Buddha use such hands? 】

Baoyou said: "This is a Buddha's hand carved from a bamboo root."

"It turns out it's carved from bamboo roots. Let me tell you, why are there so many spots like octopus suckers." Zhang Yang touched the root carving and said it was bamboo roots, no problem at all.

It's just that there's a layer of paint on the outside, so you can't see the original color of the bamboo roots.

As for the "Buddha's Hand", Zhang Yang went through all the gestures of the Buddha's Hand in his mind.

The common Buddha hand shapes are nothing more than fearless seal, refuge seal, Dharma seal, meditation seal and so on.

This way of forming seals, which looks like octopus tentacles, is unheard of.

But soon Zhang Yang found that he was thinking in the wrong direction.

Because there are two leaves carved at the root of this Buddha's hand, it is obviously not the hand of Buddha.

After checking the item information, I realized that this is a bionic sculpture.

What is carved is a fruit called "bergamot", which is a variant of citron in the Rutaceae family. It is also called bergamot, five-finger citron, ten-finger citrus, etc. It is one of the common fruits in Lingnan, Yunnan, Guizhou, and Sichuan areas.

Because the pronunciations of "Buddha's Hand" and "Fushou" are relatively close, the homophones have become a symbol of longevity in everyone's eyes. They are often combined with pomegranates and peaches to form the "Three More Pictures", which means "many blessings, many children, and many lives". Meaning.

Carving Buddha's hands from bamboo roots is also an old craft. Baoyou's work is relatively late, already in the Guangxu period.

Usually at this time, Zhang Yang would ask Baoyou, where did this thing come from?

But now, he already knows that this thing was bought by Baoyou in an antique shop.

"How much did you spend when you bought it?" Zhang Yang asked smoothly.

"Eh? Teacher, how do you know I bought it instead of a family heirloom?" Baoyou asked curiously.

"Because of geographical reasons." Zhang Yang pointed to the ground and said, "This is Handong, which does not produce bergamot. You see, the aunt behind you doesn't even know this fruit."

"So it's hardly a family heirloom."

"The teacher's guess is really accurate." Baoyou boasted a lot before telling everyone his purchase price, "It cost me a full 100,000 yuan. Can you help me see if it's worth it?"

"One hundred thousand..."

Zhang Yang glanced at the bamboo sculpture that looked like an octopus claw with a complicated expression.

This is when Zhang Yang has upgraded his golden finger, otherwise he will definitely lose money.

Ordinary bamboo carvings of Buddha's hand, from the late Qing Dynasty, are only worth 50,000 to 60,000 yuan, and even those of slightly different quality can be purchased for 30,000 to 40,000 yuan.

If there is no other way to put it, Baoyou was completely ripped off by the merchants.

"If you sell this thing yourself, you can sell it for up to 60,000 yuan."

"But if you let me buy it, it won't be a problem to sell it for 150,000 yuan."

"Ah?" Baoyou was stunned for a moment, and his head suddenly short-circuited.

[This precious friend is not on the right path. Why don’t you brag about Master Zhang? 】

[The anchor has said so, and he will definitely tell him how to sell it for 150,000 yuan]

[I know how to sell it. When selling Buddha's hand, I will sell PG]

[If the anchor relies on PG to make a living, 150,000 is really not expensive]

"The barrage went crazy?" Zhang Yang finally had time to take a look at the barrage, but he didn't expect to talk about this kind of topic.

He turned around awkwardly and explained to Baoyou: "For this thing, you first need to find connections and go to the Xiangjiang Sculptor Association to find a carving expert named Zhang Beiru."

"He is a master sculptor from Lingnan. In ancient times, he was definitely a royal-level craftsman."

"Did he carve this thing?" Baoyou asked stupidly.

"This is something from the late Qing Dynasty. Master Zhang Beiru is still alive. How could it be carved by him?" Zhang Yang continued speechlessly, "This was carved by his master, a Beijing master named Pang, who was his apprentice. You should be able to see it.”

"If you're lucky, he might buy it for you for a big price."

As Zhang Yang spoke, he suddenly realized a business opportunity.

Of course, it is not about finding the work of a certain master and then selling it to him at a high price using the emotional card. Such treasures are hard to come by, and Zhang Yang may not be able to find the second one even if he is obsessed with it.

What he was thinking was, if the detailed origin of the items was known, would it be possible to help those orphans who were abandoned or trafficked but had tokens of their belongings find their biological parents?

With this situation, Zhang Yang felt that he had suddenly sublimated.