"I'll do it myself."

"good."

Luo Xi sat opposite her and found that the child was very talented in the use of the knife, both in terms of strength and angle.

After quietly eating with him for a while, a subordinate came from behind and handed over a kraft paper bag: "Young Master, it's done."

Luo Xi opened it and saw that it contained the admission certificate for participating in the auction, as well as the written signature information for participating in the auction and the corresponding terms.

Even senior antique appraisal experts have indicated the market price given by comprehensive reference.

Luo Xi is the crown prince and a businessman. He will buy it no matter how expensive it is, but he will not let himself suffer too much.

He curled his lips and smiled: "Eat slowly, there are two and a half hours left to be auction."

The little girl's eyes were swaying: "Are these for entering the venue?"

Luo Xi nodded: "Yes."

"Then, is the Southern Song tea bowl they mentioned expensive?"

"Look at this, but don't say it out."

Maybe many of the people who eat around here are going to attend the auction.

After a period of study, Xiahou Liuyin has already recognized many words, especially Arabic numerals, which are a piece of cake for her.

It would be too sad if she read and read out the transaction appraisal price while watching.

The little girl is very smart. She takes the order over and looks at it carefully, but doesn't say anything.

Each item has a photo, a specific introduction, analyses of collection value, as well as the reserve price and the recommended transaction price given by experts.

Only the Southern Song tea bowl has no valuation.

There is no reason for valuation, and there are also notes later: The orphans of the world.

Orphan product? That is, there is only one thing in the world, and there is no more.

Xiahou Liuyin’s favorite thing is unique, so she has a special liking for lonely people.

Be careful to return the information to Luo Xi, and she asked: "Then, have any porcelain from the Southern Song Dynasty been auctioned before? Is there a specific price?"

"Everyone said it was an isolated product, so naturally there was no reference.

The three Southern Song tea bowls I discovered before were completely different in shape and style, and were all very precious and rare. Unfortunately, they were all collected by Japanese collectors.

In the Ming Dynasty, there was a chicken jar cup, which was created by Shanghai collector Liu Yiqian.

More than 800 million Hong Kong dollars were sold.

The first thing he did when he got the cup was pouring water, taking a sip of it himself, and saying that what he drank was the immortal spirit that had been passed down from generation to generation."

Maybe he was afraid that Xiahou Liuyin would not understand China's historical development process, so Luo Xi added another explanation: "What we need to understand is that the Southern Song Dynasty was earlier than the Ming Dynasty when the Chicken Cup was released."

Therefore, as a lonely product in history, the Southern Song Dynasty tea bowl is definitely more expensive than the price of a chicken jar cup!

Xiahou Liuyin thought silently and had a quiet meal.

Suddenly, she raised her bright eyes and looked at Luo Xi and asked, "What is the concept of 800 million Hong Kong dollars? How long has this happened? How much does 800 million Hong Kong dollars at that time cost in this era?"

Luo Xi's eyes shone with a brighter brilliance than fireworks.

Even his subordinates who were serving plain clothes were also looking at Xiahou Liuyin in surprise.

Such a small doll actually takes into account inflation? What's the brain?

Luo Xi handed the juice in front of her and looked at her drowningly: "The 800 million Hong Kong dollars at that time was almost the same as the 500 million Ningyuan in our Ningguo now.

Now, the market price of gold is every two.

10,000 Ningyuan.”

Xiahou Liuyin buried her head in eating, her eyes rolling straight.

The subordinates next to him are going crazy. Nowadays, people talk about gold, but who can say one or two? That’s all about the gram of the gram, which is more than 400 Ningyuan per gram!

The little girl's mind was a little knotted. As she ate, she quietly began to bury her head and fingers.

A chuckle came from the opposite side. She looked up and met the smiling black eyes, and said coquettishly: "What's so funny?"

Luo Xi told her frankly: "Don't forget it, that's 16666.66 taels of gold."

Luo Xi did not tell her that gold is rarely calculated now. In some countries with a strong cultural heritage, some traditional time-honored gold shops may still be used, but one or two equals fifty grams.

A child stayed there instantly!

So expensive!

The chicken cups are so expensive, so won’t this tea bowl be more than 20,000 taels of gold?

Twenty thousand taels of gold... God!

She picked up the juice in front of her and drank it down. The moment she fell into the cup, her childish little face shone brightly!

Luo Xi chuckled again.

She glanced at him sideways: "What are you doing?"

He leaned closer to handsome face and looked at her: "You surprised me so much. I can already think of my relaxed and beautiful days in the future."

She raised her eyebrows, but he stopped explaining, and took her back to the car for a while after lunch.

Xiahou Liuyin leaned in his arms. He held the information of the bidders who participated in the bidding together in one hand, and naturally placed it on a child's round belly with the other hand, helping her to gently rub and digest food.

She squinted her eyes very enjoyably and waited for a while to see the true appearance of the rare treasure at the auction.

Suddenly...

The big hand that rubbed her belly paused, she opened her eyes alertly and looked at Luo Xi: "What's wrong?"

The dark glass windows separate the hot summer and the dazzling sunlight. Even so, it cannot stop the dazzling texture of the boy from the diamond.

This is not the first time Xiahou Liuyin thinks that the men here are pretty, especially Luo Xi and Qiao Xuncan.

In fact, Luo Changsheng is also very beautiful, but he bullied Luo Xi and she was angry.

The boy's face is faintly distant at this moment, and the enchanting mist is spreading deep in his pupils, as if he does not exist in the paintings in the world.

His eyes flashed slightly, and he explained to her gently: "This No. 1 bidder was once one of the largest underground arms dealers in foreign countries.

Nine years ago, for the sake of huge profits, he threw out all the arms in his hands, which caused more than 40,000 people on the border of the sea area were buried in artillery fire because they had no time to evacuate.

Later, he used his identity as a European businessman to wash away his wealth, began to do charity and business, and lived in this world every day as a savior, and was respected and praised."

"More than 40,000 people, all dead?"

Xiahou Liuyin stared at Luo Xi's black pupils, and only felt that this sentence sounded heartbroken and angry.

After all, her true identity is also the princess of Dongzhao Kingdom, and she instinctively feels that all the people in the world are their own people.

She didn't even dare to think about the tragic scenes at that time.

Her heart suddenly sank, and she held Luo Xi's arm: "Then why not kill him? Don't convict him?"

Luo Xi saw the unbearableness in her heart, and saw the charming mist in her eyes, and regretted telling her such a heavy topic.
Chapter completed!