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Interview me?

Zhang Yang was originally thinking about how to refuse, but the moment he saw the camera in the cameraman's hand, his heart skipped a beat.

He suddenly remembered that his beautiful face could not be shown on camera!

At least he can't show his face in videos or live broadcasts related to antiques, otherwise sharp-eyed people will be able to tell at a glance that he and Douyin's "Master Zhang" have the same facial features and face shape.

Zhang Yang quickly turned around, faced the counter and said loudly: "I want this pastel flower pot."

"Ah? Are you sure about this 2999?" Fang Tiantian asked in surprise.

"Yes, I want it now."

Zhang Yang sounded very affirmative, and at the same time he borrowed all the money he could borrow from the payment software, and collected three thousand yuan.

Now I can only bite the bullet and buy it first, otherwise this leak may be snatched away by Master Qiu behind me.

Seeing that Zhang Yang was serious, Fang Tiantian also corrected her attitude.

She took out the flower pot, followed the sales process, started the video, and started to confirm:

"Can you confirm, is it this?"

Zhang Yang took the flower pot and took a cursory look at it. He found that there was indeed no bump and the pastel painting on the flower pot was basically complete. He felt a little relieved.

"yes, I'm sure."

"Do you need a certificate from an appraisal agency? The certificate requires the porcelain to be sent for appraisal, and an appraisal fee is also required."

"No certificate needed, just wrap it up for me." Zhang Yang carefully placed the things on the counter and stretched out his mobile phone: "This is the payment code. Can you scan the code here?"

"Yes, I'll get the cashier machine." The fat clerk also realized at this time that selling things is still more important than "appearing on TV". After all, the former can actually earn a share of the money.

"Little brother, are you so generous?" At this time, Master Qiu came over and said to Zhang Yang: "Paintings are not valuable because they are not old enough. Are you optimistic?"

"Please hurry up, I'm in a hurry to catch the bus."

Zhang Yang pretended not to hear the words of the person next to him, pretending to be impatient and urging, while he checked the time on his phone.

Master Qiu felt bored, turned to the cameraman and said, "This section is over," and then walked to other areas.

After Zhang Yang paid the payment and put the box containing the treasure into his bag, he suddenly felt that the bag was heavy.

The flower pot is not heavy, but it is worth tens of thousands!

After Zhang Yang left, Master Qiu asked Fang Tiantian: "Does that little brother come here often?"

"No, he's here for the first time today." Fang Tiantian said with a smile: "When he came, he told me that he wanted to pick up the leaks."

"Picking leaks, hahahaha." Master Qiu couldn't help but laugh. As someone who often posts leak-picking videos, most of the leaks he picks up are high imitations, and you can't tell the authenticity from the videos.

"What did he buy?"

"That's it." The fat clerk opened the product manual and pointed to the "pastel flower pot" on it and said, "Actually, Mr. Wang, who is very authoritative in the antique circle, just came to our place this morning, and he has seen all those porcelains. , no problem was found.”

"So the student who picked up the leak definitely didn't pick it up, hahahaha." Her barbell-like laughter echoed throughout the antique shop.

At this time, a somewhat old male voice came from outside the door:

"Why is the little girl so happy?"

Everyone looked up and saw a middle-aged man in a suit and leather shoes walking in, accompanied by a white-haired old man in a Tang suit.

The person who just spoke was this old man.

"Master Wang!" Fang Tiantian recognized this old man and quickly stood up to say hello.

"Hello, Master Wang." The fat clerk also stood up. She was a little embarrassed and kept pinching her fingers.

This old man Wang has a close relationship with Boss Cao of the antique shop, and the two clerks dare not offend him.

"Haha, don't be nervous, I'm not a supervisor. Girls, are you boss back?"

"Not yet. He said he would be back before we get off work."

"Oh, okay, I'll lead Jianye around first."

Master Wang rushed to the man next to him and pointed to the grids containing porcelain not far away: "Today I will test your eyesight. Where do you go first to see if there are any good things?"

"Okay, uncle." After Wang Jianye replied, he accompanied Master Wang to the porcelain area.

When the two clerks saw this, they quickly followed him.

At this time, Master Qiu also found out the true identity of Master Wang on the Internet - the honorary president of the Chinese Cultural Relics Society, a national treasure appraiser, and once served as the general consultant of the "Treasure Hunt" program.

Such a character may not be seen even in Yanjing, but I didn't expect to encounter him in a second-tier Internet celebrity city like Linhai.

It was the first time for Master Qiu to see such a person, so he quickly followed him with his team.

…

"Eh? Where are the things in this grid?"

When Master Wang got closer and could see each grid clearly, he realized something was wrong.

"What's wrong?" Wang Jianye asked quickly.

Master Wang did not speak, but looked at the two clerks, pointed at the empty grid and asked: "Two, what are the things here?"

"This was just sold." The fat clerk said truthfully, "About ten minutes before you came."

"Is it such a coincidence?" Master Wang looked regretful: "How many thousands did it sell for?"

How many thousand?

This question shocked everyone present except Wang Jianye.

"This was sold at our boss's price of three...two thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine." Fang Tiantian's voice became softer as she spoke.

"Ah..." Master Wang seemed to want to marvel, but felt something was wrong. He finally said in a calm tone: "It seems that someone knowledgeable has been here."

"The person who bought that pastel flower pot was a college student." Master Qiu finally got the chance to interject.

"you are?"

"I am the owner of Xiaopozhan. I was there when that thing was sold just now." Master Qiu said with a smile, and quietly motioned to the people behind him to quickly record the video. He was now communicating with a real master in the antique industry. Woolen cloth!

"Master Wang, is that pastel flower pot valuable?" He took the opportunity to find a topic.

"It's generally valuable." Master Wang stroked the beard on his chin and said, "That may be the pastels of the Xianfeng period. In terms of artistic value and price, although it is not as good as the pastels of Yongzheng and Qianlong, if it is auctioned, it will be ten times more valuable." Wan shouldn’t be able to get it.”

"Moreover." The old man's tone suddenly changed: "That flowerpot may have been produced by the imperial kiln of JDZ during the Xianfeng period."

"Due to the Taiping Army, the imperial kiln in JDZ was destroyed in 1853 and never fired again. Therefore, during the Xianfeng Dynasty, the quantity of porcelain produced was extremely limited, and the products handed down from generation to generation were extremely rare."

"It's still a square cutter, so naturally it's less."

"Alas!" Master Wang sighed, his face full of regret.

As for him deliberately keeping it and not buying it because he wanted to bring his nephew to test his eyesight and make some fame for his descendants, he hid it because he felt there was no need to talk about it.

But the information he revealed was enough to shock others.

Especially Fang Tiantian, when she heard "one hundred thousand", she felt like her brain was going to shut down.

Zhang Yang's words "Hello, I want to pick up the leak", like magic, kept playing in her mind.

"Is that person really a college student?" Wang Jianye looked at his uncle's expression and asked quickly.

He already had the idea of ​​buying the thing back from the young buyer.

"Yes, Tiantian has seen the school badge on the other person's schoolbag." The fat clerk quickly replied: "You think so, Tiantian?"

"Tiantian? Fang Tiantian!"

"Ah! Yes, that person is from Linhai University. I should be able to find him!"