Chapter 13 Heirloom nightpot!
"It's for making tea. This is a teapot passed down from my ancestors for making tea. It has been passed down for more than ten generations!"
Zhao Defang spoke on the other hand.
This pot is so strange that it doesn't look like a teapot at all.
"Can you get closer?"
Zhang Jian waved his hand, and the old man reluctantly placed the teapot on the table.
"Anchor, is this teapot precious?"
"Anchor, this teapot looks so strange!"
"It must be strange. All ancient things are very strange!"
Zhang Jian took a look at the live broadcast room and pointed the camera into the teapot.
It can be seen that the teapot is indeed a bit old and has some water stains, but this teapot should not be used again in recent days.
After looking at it for a long time, he really couldn't see what it was. This kind of ancient teapot was old and there were too many stains. If you didn't use it to make it a translucent, you couldn't see anything at all.
"Boy, can you do it? If not, hurry up and give me my teapot back!"
When Zhao Dehua saw that his treasure was being looked at by Zhang Jian, he spoke with some dissatisfaction.
"Dad, don't be anxious. Experts are not that fast. Why are you anxious?"
Although he knew that Zhang Jian had little chance, Zhao Defang couldn't help but speak.
"snort!"
The old man snorted coldly and didn't speak anymore, but his eyes were staring at the teapot.
Another moment.
Zhang Jian was still a little unwilling to give up. He had extensive knowledge, which was good, but he had never seen this kind of tea set. Zhang Jian wanted to use his own touch.
"Come on, anchor, don't bewitched by that old man!"
"That old man is just a second gun, his mouth is a machine gun, and his fire is a cannon!"
"Anchor, we believe in you. If you can slap this old man hard, I will give you a gift."
"Anchor, aren't you very powerful? No teapot can do it?"
Some of the encouragement in the live broadcast room are ridiculous, and Zhang Jian is too lazy to watch it.
At this time, the old man couldn't help it again. He looked at it for half an hour.
"Boy, you can't do it, let's go. Let's just pretend you haven't been here?"
The old man wanted to drive Zhang Jian away.
"Old man, I said I can tell you if I can tell, don't worry."
"Boy, if you can tell, I'll let you go to the National Archives Bureau!"
The old man also became angry, and he wanted to snatch the teapot from Zhang Jian's hand.
"I don't need your position as a treasure appraiser, just give me five minutes."
Zhang Jian avoided, and after he spoke, he stopped talking. The old man was a little annoyed but was stopped by Zhao Defang.
"Dad said everything, five minutes, we will give him five minutes. If it doesn't work, just let him go!"
After that, the old man didn't say anything.
“Use self-touch.”
He murmured in his heart, Zhang Jian felt a heat coming from his hand, and then countless knowledge appeared in his mind.
This is the first time Zhang Jian uses it, and he is a little surprised.
A pot was carried on a night in the Song Dynasty. During the Song Dynasty, a eunuch was unable to move, so he specially asked someone to build this pot.
This pot has a slightly flat mouth, a slender mouth and a slightly flat mouth with large internal space, which is enough to solve the eunuch's convenience in one night.
The night walking pot is made of red clay specially ground and calcined. It can be called porcelain and has a history of more than 700 years.
Surface stain ingredients: "soil, alkali, water, glucose, etc."
Knowledge sounded in Zhang Jian's mind. The more Zhang Jian listened, the more he became, the more he was, the more he was. What a good guy, this guy, was actually a chamber pot?
After knowing that it was a chamber pot, Zhang Jian looked at it again, and sure enough, he had some knowledge in his mind. He had been thinking about the teapot before, but he did not think about the chamber pot.
After all, no one can have cerebral palsy, but use a chamber pot as a teapot to drink tea, right? But I never expected that there was one.
And this guy is still like a baby!
Zhang Jian was a little ashamed. He glanced at the old man and didn't know what to say. If the truth was told, would this old man faint directly? This would be a big blow.
As for the ten generations that have passed down, Zhang Jian didn't think much about it. After all, can you still think of who the ancestor of the fifth generation is? The old man said this at most, just bragging.
On the contrary, this old man's former ancestor is likely to be a eunuch...
"Boy, can you do it? What do you think of me?"
When the old man saw Zhang Jian looking at him, he said angrily.
Zhang Jian was not angry either. Thinking of this guy drinking chamber pot water for a lifetime, why are you angry? Just laughing is over.
"It's okay, old man, I want to tell you good news and bad news. I don't know which one you want to hear?"
Zhang Jian waved his hand and looked at the old man with a smile.
"Mom, why do I have a bad feeling when the anchor is like this?"
"It's over, this man, this man laughed!"
"I feel sorry for the old man for a second, and let him target the anchor everywhere!"
"Hahaha, I'm already having an old man who is so angry that he vomits blood!"
When the friend in the live broadcast room saw Zhang Jian smiling, the guy was even more excited than Zhang Jian.
"Master Zhang, please tell me the good news first."
Zhao Defang thought for a while and spoke.
"The good news is that I can identify it, and it is a complete identification."
"Fuck! You absolutely cannot identify it, boy. At that time, the national second-level treasure appraisal experts did not identify it. You, a young boy, actually said wildly!"
The old man was furious. He thought Zhang Jian was the kind of person who started making up when he couldn't identify it.
"So what about the national second-level experts? I didn't say I can't compare to them. Forget it, I'll tell you the bad news directly, so I can save you from talking nonsense."
Zhang Jian said, and he picked up the pot.
Zhao Defang also looked over and felt a little disbelief from his eyes.
"The bad news is that your pot is not actually a teapot, but a chamber pot."
"This pot has no history of thousands of years, and it is only more than seven hundred years. This pot is a pot of eunuchs from the Song Dynasty. The eunuch was unable to move in the middle of the night, so a eunuch specially created this chamber pot."
"Damn it! Is this true for the anchor?"
"This is a bamboo shoot, the teapot that people have been drinking for half their lives has turned into a urinal?"
"Hahaha, I really didn't expect that this is actually a chamber pot!"
"Eunuch's chamber pot, I said why is the spout so flat? So that's it, so that's it. The anchor is so delicate!"
"The old man may faint from anger when this blow!"
The atmosphere in the live broadcast room suddenly exploded and the popularity rose directly to its peak.
Zhang Jian also looked at the old man with a smile on his face.
Zhao Dehua was stunned at first, and then he became angry.
"You little brat, you started to lie to me if you can't tell me. My old man is not that easy to deceive. My son caught him and deceived him for ten days and half a month!"
The old man said indifferently, he was really angry this time, and he wouldn't say that normally, but this kid actually lied to his heirloom. How could he accept this?
"Why doesn't Defang listen to his father?"
Zhao Dehua said indifferently.
"Dad, calm down. It's not certain whether someone cheated on us or not. Let's listen to his explanation!"
Zhao Defang hurriedly said, "Did he know that he is not alone here now, there are at least hundreds of thousands of people watching in this room. If he does something wrong, he will be gone."
"Master Zhang, please explain!"
Zhao Defang whispered.
When the old man saw that his son was not facing him, his face suddenly turned red.
"Anchor, teach them a lesson so that they know that this is a chamber pot!"
"I don't believe this is a chamber pot, after all, this is a family heirloom!"
"Anchor, please start your performance!"
Some netizens in the live broadcast room didn’t believe it, and they began to urge Zhang Jian.
After taking a look at the live broadcast room, Zhang Jian ignored the old man.
"Dear friends, now, the anchor is going to uncover the mystery of this eunuch's chamber pot. If we don't share the live broadcast room, please share it!"
In order to avoid some friends missing this wonderful moment!
"The big monster shared the live broadcast room!"
"Shamatte shares live room!"
Chapter completed!