Chapter 54: So many of these are antiques!? The whole network was shocked.

Wang Chen explained: "The workload has been heavy recently, and it's all physical work, so I can't help it."

After dinner.

Wang Chen called his family to sort out the antiques.

He divided it into four parts.

Part of it is fragile pottery, ninety-five pieces of porcelain.

Part of it is currency, three pounds.

The other part is wooden and stone tools, more than fifty pieces.

Another part is metal, such as silver, copper, and iron, more than twenty pieces.

"It's a pity that we didn't find any gold..."

Wang Chen smacked his lips.

Come to think of it, gold was a rare thing in the Song Dynasty and it was difficult for ordinary people to have it.

Go back inside.

Wang Chen did a rough calculation and concluded that including the rosewood, these things could probably be sold for more than 1.5 million!
Although the single piece is not eye-catching.

But the quantity is too large!

Checked the bank card.

Now after paying taxes, he has more than 2940 million in cash.

I spent 700,000 yuan on buying a car in the past half month, and some other expenses such as pumping the reservoir amount to several hundred thousand yuan.

At this time.

the phone is ringing.

Wang Chen looked at the incoming call and it was Gao Yuchao.

I wondered what was going on so late at night.

"Hey?"

Gao Yuchao: "Mr. Wang, I'm sorry to bother you so late. I want to ask you, do you need an expert in cultural relics identification?"

"Identification expert? What do you mean?"

Wang Chen was puzzled.

Gao Yuchao: "It's like this. Your live broadcast room has a huge amount of traffic, and some netizens don't really believe it. I want to prove the authenticity of your live broadcast content to them, so as to retain more traffic."

"Oh, I forgot to tell you that the current retention rate of your live broadcast room is around 95%."

Wang Chen calmed down for a moment: "Oh... so that's the case, it's not a big deal, right?"

Gao Yuchao quickly said: "No trouble, no trouble, you are now Leopard Fang's special anchor, all resources will be poured into you."

This matter seems to be a trivial matter. In fact, a shareholders' meeting has already been held in Leopard Tooth, and the only discussion was how to help Wang Chen with operations without disturbing him.

Finally, the analysis showed:

If Wang Chen can find a well-known expert to be responsible for the appraisal and certification, the live broadcast effect will definitely be improved.

Wang Chen thought about it and felt that it was not a bad thing.

The sooner you identify it, the sooner you sell it.

It doesn't matter,
"Okay then, call the person over and have him contact me directly."

Gao Yuchao: "Okay Mr. Wang, if you need anything, you can call me directly. Leopard Fang will handle everything for you."

If other anchors heard these words, they would really cry and faint in the toilet.

So damn biased!

……

Half past eight the next morning.

Under the black cracked reservoir, there are many mounds of earth.

Wang Chen arrived at six o'clock and has been digging until now.

Dad and grandpa came over specially to help.

"Tsk tsk, I didn't expect there were so many good things under the reservoir. Fortunately, you found them, son."

Wang Jinguang held a porcelain bowl in his hand and wiped it lovingly.

This tiny thing is worth a month's salary for him.

Outrageous!

Wang Chen smiled, and with a clang he dug out another salt jar from the Song Dynasty.

At this time.

An old man with a long horse face and a white coat came down from the reservoir. He was tall and thin.

Wang Jinguang and Wang Jianguo glanced at it and didn't pay any attention.

When his son was digging for treasure, villagers often came over to take a curious look.

The old man with a horse face came down,
He smiled politely at Wang Jianguo and asked, "Excuse me, who is Mr. Wang Chen?"

"I'm his father, what do you want with him?"

"It's like this, I'm an identification expert invited by Leopard Fang Group to help Mr. Wang."

“Oh, wait a minute.” Wang Jinguang ran over and shouted to the bottom of the pit, “Son, an expert is here to see you!”

"I know, right away."

Wang Chen climbed up the ladder.

"Hello, my name is Wang Chen." "Liu Guang, just call me Mr. Liu."

The two shook hands and exchanged a few polite words.

Liu Guang went straight to the point.

"You found a lot of antiques from the Song Dynasty and the Later Zhou Dynasty here?"

"Yes, I just dug some out. Would you like to take a look at it?"

"Where is it? Let me see!"

Liu Guang became interested.

There is nothing more fun than identifying wild antiques.

"Is this Lao Wang's request?"

"It sounds like he's some expert, and it sounds awesome."

"Fuck, I know this guy. He's the president of the Cultural Relics Association of He Province, right? He's very famous in the local area!"

"I've also heard that he was specially hired by the country."

"Old Wang just dug up a bunch of junk. It's not necessary to start a war, right?"

Wang Chen brought a porcelain bowl to Liu Guang.

Liu Guang put on gloves and took it, opened the tool kit he carried with him, and wiped the mud stains off it with cotton cloth.

Weigh it in your hand first, then put it next to your ear and flick it.

Afterwards, he pinched the edge of the bowl, held it in the sunlight and squinted at it.

Wang Chen smiled and said, "I think this is an ancient artifact from the Song Dynasty. The audience in the live broadcast room don't believe it. What do you think, Mr. Liu?"

"How do you know it's from the Song Dynasty?"

Liu Guang was surprised. Even with his rich experience, he had to observe for a while.

But Wang Chen actually broke it off in one breath.

In this regard.

He couldn't help but look at the other person with higher regard.

"Well, I have a little experience with artifacts."

“I also understand cultural relics…”

Liu Guang was surprised because he knew that Wang Chen had advanced knowledge of animals and plants.

I didn't expect that he knew a thing or two about antiques.

Liu Guang became interested and decided to give Wang Chen some additional knowledge:
"For Song Dynasty porcelain, the key points of identification are category, shape, decoration, glaze, etc."

"For example, this bowl is green glaze. The color and firing technique are undoubtedly from the Song Dynasty. Looking at its shape, the changes in the mouth, lip, rim, belly, bottom and foot of the Song Dynasty bowl are very obvious, which is different from other dynasties... and its body quality..."

Wang Chen listened very carefully.

Netizens in the live broadcast room felt dizzy and confused.

"What is this old man talking about?"

"I don't understand a word."

"It sounds very noble anyway."

"Liu Guang is an old expert. He said this bowl is from the Song Dynasty and gave a lot of evidence."

"Fuck! Doesn't that mean that what Lao Wang has dug up these past two days are all treasures?"

"Damn, my scalp is tingling!"

"This kind of thing is not worth much even if it is from the Song Dynasty."

“But the quantity is too much!”

"I want to know how much one piece costs..."

At last.

Liu Guang gave an estimate: "According to market conditions, this ordinary porcelain bowl can probably be sold for around 4,000 yuan."

Netizens were shocked.

Doesn’t that mean Lao Wang has already dug up antiques worth more than one million?
I feel sour, angry and have no face.

Wang Chen nodded.

The reward given by the [Treasure Hunt] software is 4200 yuan.

I feel a little bit of admiration in my heart.

This old man has some skills.

Almost caught up with him.

"Can I see something else?"

"Mr. Liu, please do as you please."

Liu Guang picked up another salt jar.

The jar is brown glazed and is about the size of a fist.

"This should be a jar used to store seasonings during the Song Dynasty. It's not as valuable as the porcelain bowl, probably worth two thousand yuan."

After saying that, he squatted down and looked through a pile of small objects.

"Song Dynasty pottery jars, broken silver, Mingdao copper coins... Unfortunately, there is nothing valuable, they are all worth a few thousand yuan, but they are indeed antiques..."

(End of this chapter)