After hearing An Rushuang's words, Zuo Shisan raised his lips and showed a mysterious smile. He leaned against An Rushuang's ear and whispered:

"I think it's not only possible to get 200,000 yuan, but it's also far more than this price."

"How do you know?" An Rushuang was puzzled.

"You'll see it later." Zuo Shisan then asked An Rushuang:

"By the way, Rushuang, you haven't told me yet, have you seen that gilded hairpin?"

An Rushuang was silent for a while and said:

"That gilded cicada winged hairpin... was a birthday gift my father gave me back then."

An Rushuang's words made Zuo Shisan stunned. Although he could see from the beginning that An Rushuang was particularly concerned about the gilded hairpin, he never expected that it was once a birthday gift given to her by An Rushuang's father!

After thousands of years, the hairpin finally found its own master.

All this is a coincidence, just like the will of heaven in the dark. This reunion spanning thousands of years seems so incredible.

"Thirteen, thank you really for buying it for me." An Rushuang looked at Zuo Shisan, her heart full of sweetness.

At this moment, as the voice of the host on the auction stand fell, the auction of the bronze long tube officially began.

Although the starting price is 80,000, the price of the strange inscriptions on the long tube quickly reached 200,000. Seeing that Mr. No. 321 was bidding 220,000 to be cut off, Zuo Shisan suddenly made an action that surprised An Rushuang and the fat man!

He stood up from his seat, raised the number plate in his hand high, and shouted:

"I'll pay 230,000!" The voice was loud, and the people in the auction hall turned their heads and looked at him.

The fat man next to him was a little confused. He sat aside and kept reminding Zuo Shisan.

Zuo Shisan made a gesture to the fat man to shut up, and then sat down slowly.

The host on the stage quickly said:

"Mr. No. 888 offers 230,000 yuan, is there any higher price?"

"Senior Brother, you're crazy. This is our own item. Why did you take it for it??" The fat man looked at Zuo Shisan and couldn't figure out whether he had a cramp in his brain.

Zuo Shisan signaled the fat man to calm down, stop talking, and wait and see what happened.

The fat man had no choice but to shut up, sat aside, shook his head and sighed.

At this moment, a familiar voice appeared, and Ye Long, who was sitting in the VIP seat in the front, stood up suddenly:

"Twenty-four thousand!"

When Zuo Shisan heard Ye Long's voice, a faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"Mr. Ye's bid for 240,000 yuan, is there any higher?" The host nodded at Ye Long, saying hello.

When An Rushuang and Fatty heard Ye Long following Zuo Shisan’s bid, they immediately understood Zuo Shisan’s thoughts. The fat man sneaked and pointed at Zuo Shisan’s thumbs up!

Zuo Shisan was not too slow and sat in his seat and slowly raised the number plate in his hand:

"Twenty-four thousand and one piece!"

"Sir, I'm sorry, we are a high-end auction here, and the price increase is at least 5,000 each time." The host stood on the auction stand and smiled and kindly reminded Zuo Shisan.

After installing X but not successfully installed, Zuo Shisan had to continue saying:

“Twenty-four-five thousand.”

Ye Long raised his sign immediately:

"Twenty-five thousand!"

At this time, Ye Long turned his head and raised his middle finger at Zuo Shisan, with a disdainful expression on his face. Although he could not beat Zuo Shisan, he had to compare his financial resources with him. Mr. Ye said that he was the second in the rich second generation circle of Dongdian City. No one dared to say that he was the first!

"Hmph, I look so poor, I'm overestimating my ability to compete with me." Ye Long snorted coldly.

The assistant next to him quickly agreed:

"Yes, yes, they are just mantis armed and hitting stones with eggs."

Zuo Thirteen raised his sign again:

“Twenty-five thousand.”

When Ye Long saw that Zuo Shisan still dared to bid with him, he raised his sign directly:

"Three hundred thousand!"

I see how much money you can have to compete with me here! Ye Long thought to himself, but Zuo Shisan raised the number plate in his hand at this time:

"Three hundred and fifteen thousand."

Ye Long raised his sign and increased his voice:

"Five hundred thousand!"

After the price of 500,000 was shouted out, the entire auction hall was in an uproar. No one expected that a long bronze inscription tube from the War Han Dynasty could be auctioned at a sky-high price of 500,000. Even though the strange inscription engraved on it had high collection and research value, it was a rotten residue and was not worth the price at all.

When Zuo Shisan heard Ye Long shouting out the price of 500,000, he knew that he should stop. If he continued to increase the price and waited until Ye Long reacted, he would have to eat it himself.

"Five hundred thousand first time..."

"Five hundred thousand second time..."

"The third time of 500,000, the deal is completed! Congratulations to Mr. Ye for taking this bronze inscription long tube from the war period of the Han Dynasty!" The host did not expect that such a bronze long tube could actually win the likes of Mr. Ye.

After the bronze long tube was sold, the fat man almost laughed and passed away:

"I said, Senior Brother, why did you come up with such a detriment to let Ye Long put that bastard on..."

"Small sound." Zuo Shisan interrupted the fat man's words and signaled him to continue watching the auction.

Most of the items auctioned next were porcelain, calligraphy and paintings, and some rare ancient coins, silver dollars, etc. Just as the auction was over, the heavy weapons finally came on stage.

"You need to pay attention to the item we auction next. This is a heavy weapon for our Subi to auction today. A pair of porcelain-shaped pastel flower-patterned gourd bottles made by the Qianlong period of the Qing Dynasty. The starting price is 2.3 million yuan, and the price increase is 100,000 yuan each time. The auction begins!"

When this pair of pastel flower pattern gourd bottles from the Qianlong period of the official kiln were auctioned, people kept increasing the price, and the price soon exceeded 4 million. Among them, the most crazy increase was the eldest son of Ye Longye. His main purpose this time was to get this pair of pastel flower pattern gourd bottles to his father.

With his financial resources, he quickly left the auction house behind, and the auction price was temporarily fixed at 4.5 million. Although this price still has a certain price space, most of the truly powerful people who come here to auction are big antique dealers. They will keep the risk to the lowest level. If investing in such a large antique, they will calmly stop once the price exceeds their budget value.

So the price is not high at the moment.

Just as the host was about to finish the deal, the middle-aged man sitting next to Zuo Shisan suddenly raised the number in his hand:

"Four and six million!"

"The boss of No. 887 bids 4.6 million yuan. Is there any higher at the scene?" The host was surprised when he saw someone raising a bid, and quickly put down his right hand that had been raised into the air.

After Ye Long heard someone shouting for a price, he looked back and wanted to see which one was not very eye-catching and dared to seize food here!
Chapter completed!