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"The starting price...let's set it at one hundred thousand...a hundred, ten, ten, or hundreds of thousands, done!"

After filling out all the information on the official website of Linhai Auction House, Zhang Yang lay down on his bed with a satisfied look on his face, and heard the shouts of his roommate in his ears:

"The jungler on the opposite side is dead, fight the baron, come here quickly."

"Come on, come on, don't scream, I have a three-piece suit and can beat the big dragon in seconds."

"I haven't recovered from my punishment. I just ate the blue from the opposite side..."

Zhang Yang put his head out of the bed curtain and looked around. He found that all the roommates were wearing headphones and the mechanical keyboards were crackling under their hands. They looked like they were having a lot of fun.

And it seems like he’s going to win?

"I hope the three dragon souls will be turned over, so that we can watch the quarrel later." Zhang Yang thought evilly.

He sat up and looked at his computer screen, only to find that the LOL icon was surrounded by documents.

"Key Points for Bronze Identification"

"History of the Development of Porcelain in the Qing Dynasty"

"The Difference Between Jade Dangerous Material and Burmese Material"

"The Art of Live Broadcast Talk—What the Audience Likes to Watch"

"How much is Yuan Datou worth?"

"You must know these things about ghost blowing out the lamp"...

There was so much information that he couldn't finish it, so he had no idea of ​​starting the game.

Zhang Yang recalled the "Employment Situation Questionnaire for Previous Students" he saw in the counselor's office a few days ago. Half of the graduates from the previous years of the history department became history teachers, and the rest basically worked in Go to graduate school or take the public examination.

None of these three futures was what he wanted, and Zhang Yang felt a sense of crisis, so he began to pay attention to his current part-time job, which was originally just to earn pocket money.

Maybe you can get the final bonus from the live broadcast?

As for the pink flowerpot from the Xianfeng period that is locked in the cabinet, it can only be regarded as a windfall.

Picking up leaks every day is something that only happens in Master Qiu's videos. If such a good thing is true, those national treasure appraisers have already become the richest people.

The next day, Zhang Yang came to the company as usual.

As soon as he entered the door, he saw the boss's cousin, the company's publicity director, sitting on the sofa with his legs crossed.

Seeing Zhang Yang, Director Jin, nicknamed "Golden Pheasant", stood up happily: "Zhang Yang! Little brother, you have made a meritorious service this time!"

"Oh..." Zhang Yang was stunned by Director Jin's address to him: "What's wrong?"

"Look at this." Director Jin raised his orchid fingers and pulled out an A4 paper from his briefcase: "This time, our opportunity has come."

"Us?" Zhang Yang murmured in his heart: "Do I look like a sissy? When did you and Qian become our own people?"

But after reading the content on that piece of paper, he understood why Golden Pheasant said this.

The opportunity did come.

To put it simply, because of the previous identification of bronzes, the police responsible for cultural relics protection and publicity work have found the company. Today, the police and Zhang Yang will be arranged to make a publicity.

If it was just here, it wouldn't be a big opportunity, but the person in charge of Douyin's live broadcast section felt that this was a good thing with positive energy and must be strongly supported.

Therefore, the live broadcast room of "Master Zhang Treasure Appraisal" immediately added the Golden V certification - [Positive Energy Treasure Appraisal Live Room].

And starting now, there will be seven days of additional promotion and traffic support.

"How's it going? The conditions provided by Douyin are pretty good, right?"

Director Jin was very satisfied with the surprised expression on Zhang Yang's face and said proudly:

"This is all what I talked about with their person in charge. After this wave of promotion, your live broadcast room has a high probability of being ranked in the top ten of the newcomer list."

"Then we can start selling goods!"

"That's good." Zhang Yang smiled and handed the paper back.

"You're still capable!" Director Jin gave Zhang Yang a thumbs up: "Come on, work hard, I'll help you raise your salary with Mr. Yu."

Mr. Yu is Director Jin’s cousin, the boss of MCN Company.

"Okay, thank you..." Zhang Yang said thank you, but he felt a little disapproving in his heart.

Salary increase? Let’s draw a cake.

However, the words of the sissy director still made Zhang Yang very excited. The better the live broadcast room, the more popular he would be. As long as he became famous, in this era, would there still be a lack of channels for monetization?

…

"Good afternoon, brothers~"

Zhang Yang used Director Jin's accent to say hello to the hundreds of fans in the live broadcast room.

Audiences who were able to arrive at the live broadcast room within one minute of the broadcast obviously recognized Zhang Yang's live broadcast content.

[What’s wrong with the anchor’s voice? 】

[Did the teacher forget to take the medicine?]

[Is Teacher Zhang emasculated? 】

"Castration, brothers are so educated." Zhang Yang said "tsk" at the camera and returned to his original voice: "Brothers, you can start connecting to the microphone."

"I'll recite a chant first."

"Search for the dragon and share the gold to see the winding mountain. Each level of winding is a level of barrier. If heaven had not given birth to me, Master Zhang, my appraisal of treasures would last as long as the night."

"Bola!"

[Unnamed netizen 231 requests to chat with you]

"Here you go, brother, let me take care of your baby."

[The anchor really forgot to take his medicine]

【The condition is getting worse】

"Um, hello, teacher." The person speaking in the video is a young man, holding a piece of brown-red jade in his hand. The jade itself is about the length of one finger and two fingers wide. There is a rope tied to one end of the jade for easy wearing.

"Oh, ancient jade?" Zhang Yang directed the young man as usual: "Put the thing up and let me take a look."

"Move the camera down a little, yes, just tilt it up like this."

Half a minute later, Zhang Yang already knew what was going on.

[At first glance, it looks like last week’s crafts]

[Isn’t this just an ordinary stone? 】

"Don't rush to identify it yet, brother, can you first tell me the origin of this thing? Where did you get it?"

"Picked up in the mountains." The other person spoke standard Mandarin, but Zhang Yang couldn't tell where he was from.

"Did you pick it up yourself?"

"No, my dad picked it up when he was herding sheep in the mountains when he was a child."

"Did you string this rope yourself?" Zhang Yang continued to ask.

"Yeah, I had a hole punched in it and I usually hang it around my neck."

"Oh, hang it around your neck." Zhang Yang said slowly, then laughed out loud.

[Master Zhang smiled, it was either three years or five years]

[It feels like this young man is already sweating]

"Come on, brother, put something in your hand."

"Yeah." The other party obeyed obediently: "Is that so?"

[Hold it in your hand, walk four steps backwards in front of the mirror, and recite Fusheng Xuanhuang Tianzun]

"Yes, hold it tightly. Hold it tight."

"Now, are there any pictures or things that appear in your mind?"

[It’s started, the anchor is starting to get started! 】

"No, there is no picture." The young man at the other end of the video has not yet realized the seriousness of the problem.

"There's none?"

"Then let me show you this thing. Look at its clear color. It's very beautiful." Zhang Yang deliberately added an accent to the word "clear color".

"Looking at the craftsmanship, it should be the craftsmanship of ancient gypsum machines."

"Look at its shape, does it look like a pig?"

"Well, indeed, I told my dad that this stone looks like a pig." The young man agreed.

"Well, this is a jade pig from the Han Dynasty." Zhang Yang directly concluded: "A jade pig from the Eastern Han Dynasty."

"Oh? Then how much is this thing worth now?" the other party asked.

"Let me talk about the purpose first." Zhang Yang said seriously: "This should be a funerary object, something that the dead person holds in his hand."

"Usually there are a pair of these, one held in each hand."

[So the qin color just now was actually the qin oil from the corpse? 】

[Friend Bao, I don’t want to wear this! 】