"What a decisive smash!"

Zhang Yang couldn't help but give the young man a thumbs up, praising his decisiveness.

Maybe it was because it had been smashed too much. The father of the young man beside him didn't even bother to sigh. He picked up another piece of porcelain, like a wine bowl in a costume drama, and put it in front of the camera.

"Jianzhan?"

"Yes..." Uncle Balabala began to explain.

What about the tire base, glaze, etc. Those who didn’t know thought that experts from the National Museum were here.

But when I looked at what he had in his hand, almost all the barrage said: Fake!

[If you put this bowl in a cheap costume drama, everyone would think it looks too new]

[It’s shiny, maybe you haven’t washed the dishes after eating]

"This jianzhan is also a later imitation." Zhang Yang quickly concluded.

"Okay!" The young man agreed and took the things over skillfully...

"Teacher, look at this underglaze red again."

This time it was the young man who took the things. He showed them and said:

"My dad bought this, and I felt something was wrong when I saw it."

Zhang Yang nodded and gave the other party a thumbs up again.

"Your feeling is right, this is also a modern imitation."

"Oh, okay."

The young man's tone sounded a little tired, so he threw the object casually and hit it accurately.

His father wanted to continue the appraisal, but was stopped by the young man.

"It's proven to be fake. Are you going to smash it?"

"Why are you smashing it? You can just keep it for storage." The uncle muttered.

"Haha, will you give up if I don't smash it?"

"I bought this all with my own money."

"How about my own money? What about the money I give my mother for her retirement?..."

[Which of these two is the father and who is the son?]

[I think this son did the right thing, otherwise his father would not have a long memory]

[Is this the same as when parents smashed their children’s game consoles when they were young? They still want to play after smashing them]

[Antiques cost more money than games]

[Speaking of games, I think of the Yu-Gi-Oh card I bought when I was a kid and my dad tore it up...]

The barrage is chatting nonsense.

The treasure appraisers are quarreling.

The anchor is watching a show.

"Ahem, brother, uncle, are you done with the quarrel?"

Zhang Yang checked the time and found that it had been nearly ten minutes since he and the father and son had been on the microphone, and it had been more than a minute just watching the show.

The young man's mother has just joined the battlefield, and if we continue watching, it will become a family ethics drama.

"Ah...I'm sorry, teacher, I forgot to hang up."

The young man is quite polite.

"It's okay, actually it's your business..."

Zhang Yang was just about to help them explain it from the perspective of a bystander, but unexpectedly the young man hung up the phone directly.

The other party really forgot to hang up, it was not for show effect.

"Um, brother, I haven't finished speaking yet?"

[Master Zhang doesn’t want to help persuade this uncle, does he? 】

[He is so gentle, I cry to death]

[Stop minding other people’s business and let’s appraise the treasure]

"That's right. If this uncle doesn't make a few noises, he probably won't wake up."

"I guess the young man just now was driven into panic and had no other choice, so he came and smashed the fakes in front of his face."

"Brothers in the live broadcast room, who still wants to smash it, please connect the microphone and I will help you take a look."

[Teacher, I’m in an antique shop. Can you help me identify treasures? 】

[What an innocent person who sent out fan lantern cards X5]

"This is an innocent brother. I won't accept this kind of offer!"

"I'll recharge the fifty cents into your account later, so don't swipe."

"I'm not afraid of being wrong, I'm afraid that if I tell the truth, you won't be able to leave the antique store!"

The three hours of live broadcast passed in a flash.

After turning off the live broadcast, Zhang Yang stood up and stretched out.

Another day of safe downloading, happy both physically and mentally.

Zhang Yang decided to get a massage in the evening and relax. After all, he had earned hundreds of thousands before and hadn't spent much yet.

He was about to walk out when he suddenly saw two security guards walking in carrying a large box.

"Uncle Wang, what are you moving?"

Zhang Yang recognized one of the security guards as Lao Wang, who was on duty in the lobby downstairs.

The company's office building is a renovated four-story restaurant.

The first floor is the lobby, reception room, and exhibition hall, the second floor is a room dedicated to live broadcasts, and the third and fourth floors are the dormitories of the female anchors.

Every time Zhang Yang went downstairs, he saw Lao Wang beating the king at the front desk. This was the first time he saw Lao Wang working.

"Isn't this what you want to use for the live broadcast tonight?"

Lao Wang said while wiping his sweat.

"Is there anyone else broadcasting live here tonight?"

Zhang Yang thought for a while, but he didn't hear about it either.

None of his office supplies had been packed away, and he didn't feel like they'd been touched.

"Then I don't know. Anyway, it was the boss who asked us to move up."

"Mr. Yu is back?"

This news surprised Zhang Yang.

Mr. Yu, nicknamed "Fat-headed Fish", has a big head and is very fat.

Unlike his cousin Mr. Jin, Mr. Yu's sexual orientation is normal and it is said that he changes his girlfriend every three months.

Sister Gao once said that if the two brothers averaged out the girls who had gone through a lot of trouble, they would become normal people.

Mr. Yu's return means that the live broadcast room of "Master Zhang Treasure Appraisal" will start to bring goods.

Then the things brought in... are goods!

"Brother Wang, let me see what's in this?"

Zhang Yang stepped forward, ready to reach out and open the box.

Lao Wang had quick eyesight and quick hands, and used his hat to block the lock.

"No, Zhang Yang, the boss didn't say you could watch it?"

"I'll just take a look. Mr. Yu won't know."

"No..." Lao Wang shook his head.

At this time, a rich male voice came from the door:

"If Zhang Yang wants to see it, just show it to him. No need to waste words!"

"Yes Yes Yes……"

When Lao Wang heard this, he quickly stepped aside.

The only person who dared to speak so loudly in the company and make Lao Wang nod and bow and say "yes" was Mr. Yu.

"Thank you, Mr. Yu."

Zhang Yang didn't even raise his head and said a polite word casually.

Before changing, he stood up and said hello to Mr. Yu politely.

After all, he is the boss, and he is handing out money at his fingertips.

But now, Zhang Yang doesn't think it's necessary.

He has hundreds of thousands in his pocket and is very tough.

"You're welcome, Zhang Yang. Come, take a look, what do you think of these things I bought?"

Mr. Yu was very enthusiastic and took the initiative to step forward and help Zhang Yang open the box together.

"I'll go, there are so many!"

Zhang Yang was a little surprised to see a box full of jade jewelry in front of him.

There are pendants, bracelets, and bracelets.

It was all packed in plastic bags. At first glance, I thought it was the kind of glass sold on the street for 50 yuan or 10 yuan.

Zhang Yang casually picked up a piece of nothing and looked at it for a moment.

"How is it?" Mr. Yu asked.

"It's good stuff." Zhang Yang nodded.

Although it was newly built in the past two years, the planting is still good and the carving is good.

"Hahaha, I bought these from Guangdong Province." Mr. Yu smiled proudly, and he continued: "After looking at the things, let's look at the people."

"Human?" Zhang Yang turned his head in confusion.

Mr. Yu took two steps forward at the right time, avoiding Zhang Yang's sight and revealing the person behind him.

Behind the fat-headed fish, stood a girl wearing a floral dress, tall and with fair skin.

In terms of appearance, she is sweet and personable, not a big beauty.

But the most eye-catching thing was the green jade jewelry on her neck and wrists.

"Is this a model?" Zhang Yang asked naturally.

This girl's fair skin sets off the emerald green beautifully.

"Almost, she was hired by me to help sell goods, and she will be your assistant from now on!"

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