Seeing that no one had offered a price for a while, the somewhat anxious auctioneer Florentino pretended to cough twice and then took out a gray handkerchief to wipe the corner of his mouth, and issued a secret code to the auction staff who were hiding in the hall disguised as ordinary bidders.
He signaled that if no one spoke, he would pay a low price of twenty gold coins and buy the damn book.
From the instructor of the auction house, he is an auctioneer without power, even if he pays gold coins, he has to fool him...
When an inconspicuous thin young man in the auction hall wanted to report the reserve price of twenty gold coins, he was taken first.
"Twenty gold coins."
The voice from the VIP seat came from afar, and it was still the young girl.
The auctioneer Florentino, who no longer has to pay out of his own pocket to subsidize the book, looked at the VIP seat gratefully.
"A book related to magic, a five-year college entrance examination and three-year simulation, a quote from the VIP seat. Does anyone need to bid?"
No one answered in the horse-taking hall, and most of the bidders did not have the intention to spend twenty gold coins to buy a broken book.
The very few people who originally wanted to try whether they could meet the fortune, and the young girls in the VIP seat gave up this idea after quoting.
As expected, the nobles are stupid and have a lot of money.
Many bidders in the auction hall thought to themselves.
In order to repay the favor of the bid to help him save the VIP, auctioneer Florentino looked around the audience and found that there was no movement, and he deliberately accelerated the hammer drop slightly.
"Twenty gold coins third-"
"Twenty-one gold coins."
Just before auctioneer Florentino fell, Joseph Connard joined the auction.
After quoting the price, he sat upright slightly, his eyes crossed the seat of the VIP seat with a little provocation, looking forward to the girl who made him pay hundreds of gold coins in anger and bring him
Great pleasure of revenge.
But the latter did not look back.
I saw the young girl who participated in the autumn auction of the Portugallet Exchange for the first time, sat quietly in her position and spoke and responded to her own response.
"One hundred gold coins."
Joseph Connard, who received a great pleasure in revenge in an uproar, lazily offered the next price:
"One Hundred and One Gold Coins."
"Two hundred gold coins."
"Two hundred and one gold coin."
"Five hundred gold coins."
Is that woman crazy? A book that I can't even see clearly has bid for five hundred gold coins...
The surprised young noble sneered.
Don’t you like to raise prices with this Baron? Then this time I will make you have a good memory.
"Five hundred gold coins and one copper coins."
"Dear Mr. Baron, as the auctioneer of this autumn auction, I think it is recommended that you have a price increase of no less than one gold coin next time."
Auctionist Florentino, who was afraid that the two of them would compete in the VIP seat until the end of the scene was completely out of control, carefully reminded him after considering the following words.
"I'm just following the offer from the lady in front." The young nobleman shrugged indifferently, "Is it popular to treat differently at auctions on your exchange?"
"Not that, sir." The auctioneer smiled awkwardly, "It's just this price increase..."
"Then go on with this auction and don't waste the precious time of everyone here."
Florentino, who had no choice but to continue to host the auction, just hoped that the two people in the VIP seat would spend the rest of their time safely and not fight at the auction.
"Six hundred gold coins."
"Six hundred gold coins and one copper coins."
"Seven hundred gold coins."
"Seven hundred gold coins and one copper coins."
"Eight hundred gold coins."
"Eight hundred gold coins and one copper coins."
The two of them made a quote from each other on the VIP seat completely refreshed the perception of all bidders in the auction hall.
Is this how the nobles are angry? They have to pay an extra 100 gold coins with just one word...
After reporting eight hundred gold coins and one copper coins, Joseph Connard was already feeling vaguely uneasy.
After deciding out the six hundred gold coins he paid for the ruby rough stone he had taken before, the money he prepared to attend this auction was not enough to make him pay this outrageous price.
The person who can sit in the best seat of the VIP seat is definitely not inferior to him, and he has already made the ungrateful girl with hundreds of extra gold coins. Maybe he should stop there?
"Nine hundred gold coins."
After hesitating for a moment, Joseph Connard resisted his intention to continue to increase the price.
Judging from the seats in the VIP seat, the other party's strength is probably above him. If he really gets angry with the young girl who has no reason to be unable to get along with him, no one knows whether he will be able to take his next plan in Portugallett
What unpredictable impact does it have?
With the pride of the winner and the pleasure of the Avenger, Joseph Connard leaned proudly on the soft chair, trying to further the charming and nobleness around him with a joke about the illegitimate child that had been prepared long ago.
When the woman pulled the distance closer, the young girl in the front seat turned around.
Then... raised her slender and white middle finger.
As a human being in another world, Joseph Connord did not know the meaning of this real world and the general gestures.
But the provocation and contempt in the other party's eyes could not be false, so the young nobleman, who understood the meaning of this gesture, looked gloomy.
Since you are not going to get down to the steps, you might as well give you some more blood.
If the other party really cares about him afterwards, it is still the children of the big family that he can't handle. At worst, he will go back to his father's fiefdom to avoid the limelight...
"One thousand gold coins."
"One thousand one hundred."
"One thousand two."
"One Thousand Three."
In the end, the two of them didn't even bother to repeat the suffix, and the amount of each increase of the price was one hundred gold coins.
"I remember that at the last autumn auction, there were less than fifteen items that could get this price, right?"
When the auction price soared to an astonishing 1,800 gold coins, someone in the front row of the VIP seat whispered: "What a rich foreigner."
"I know the details of the Connor's youngest son. It's unlikely that he can take out 1,800 gold coins." The person next to him shook his head: "If you continue to be so angry, I'm afraid that someone will be quite good today.
Embarrassing.”
"You mean that Connard's youngest son would be embarrassed? But the cause was that the other party was provoking first..."
"The first time I came to the autumn auction, I could sit in the same row as us. If I were the youngest son of Connor's family who tried every means to get in, the circle of Portogallett would pay a few hundred more
The loss of a gold coin was silent on the spot, so there was no reason to just ignore the other party’s background.”