When Joseph Conard, whose eyes were red, gritted his teeth and reported the sky-high price of two thousand gold coins, the originally noisy auction hall fell silent.
"This guy is really crazy..."
"Betting on a bottle of Frost Ridge Estate's 25-year-old wine, the youngest son of the Conard family will definitely not be able to afford the gold coins."
"If you want to drink, just say so. If you really want to gamble, why not change your partner to that young girl."
"Oh? It's interesting. How about a bet?"
"Bet on whether she can escape intact after this autumn auction."
"Where's the bet?"
"Your Frost Ridge Village, the exclusive sales rights of Portugalette in my hand..."
"I knew you were waiting for me here...but I also want to see how much noise that girl can make in Porto Galette."
"Then let's wait and see."
The whispers of the two people in the front row of the VIP table did not affect Joseph Conard's arrogance at this moment, which had reached its peak.
"Add more! Why don't you add more!" The young nobleman who tugged at his collar grinned ferociously, "Don't you like to increase prices? Hmm? Add more!"
"The quotation from Mr. Baron Joseph Conard is two thousand gold coins. Is there anyone else who would like to increase the price?"
Auctioneer Florentino swallowed when he felt his throat was sore.
"Two thousand gold coins at a time."
"Twice for two thousand gold coins."
"Two thousand gold coins three times."
"make a deal!"
"Thanks to Mr. Joseph Conard Baron for his strong support to our auction house. However, considering that the intensity of the bidding was far beyond our expectations, we had to suspend the auction in order to verify some situations. We also invite all distinguished guests present.
Be patient and don't be impatient."
Joseph Conard's face suddenly turned as pale as paper.
"Dear Mr. Baron, your bid on the second lot today is too exaggerated. In order to ensure the safety of the auction, I would like to invite you here on behalf of the auction house." The auction house's property manager was in the cubicle.
Explain politely, "The deposit for VIP seats is two hundred gold coins, which is usually convincing enough, but today your bid is ten times this amount, so I'm very sorry, but you still need to prove your ability to pay."
"
Considering that the other party was a noble with the title of baronet, the treasurer was as polite and courteous as the butler of the other party's family.
"Isn't my reputation worth two thousand gold coins?" The young nobleman, who was sweating in his vest, twitched the corner of his mouth in a far-fetched manner.
"Please understand that with a transaction price of two thousand gold coins, there are only about a dozen such items in each autumn auction."
"If this number exceeds this, even regular customers of our auction house will have to come here to prove their ability to pay. I hope you understand."
"What if I don't want to?"
"The only thing that can prove your ability to pay is the deposit of two hundred gold coins." The treasurer smiled apologetically, "I think if you insist on not wanting to prove it, then all your bids for the lot just now can only be announced.
Void..."
After all the emotions of shock, anger, and loss, Joseph Conard finally reluctantly accepted the auction house’s solution.
When he left, he looked back in the direction of the VIP seats, his eyes almost like those of a wild beast that wanted to devour anyone.
"Due to a small problem with Mr. Baron Joseph Conard, we will restart the auction of magic-related books later. The starting price is still twenty gold coins."
Auctioneer Florentino, who returned to the position of hosting, said this.
The voluptuous wife of the director of the trial hall who was sitting at the VIP table smiled without trace after hearing this, and secretly gave up her original idea of inviting the young nobleman who tried to please her in every possible way.
"Twenty gold coins."
When that cold young girl's bid rang out again, no one in the entire auction house dared to bid with her.
After several twists and turns, the young girl who bought the book that had no known purpose did not make a bid for the next few items, which disappointed many bidders who had been looking forward to the excitement.
As we all know, there are only a certain number of items in the autumn auction every year, and they are auctioned off by powerful or wealthy men. Generally speaking, there is a fixed number.
As for these guys who have a small amount of money in Porto Galette but are far from being first-class, they are just getting invitations to join in the fun. Like today, the gentlemen in the VIP seats are so embarrassed that they go to die.
Scenes of pinching are rare, and this one is not in vain.
As for picking up leaks? Just think about it.
When Florentino auctioned the enchanted long sword in his hand, worn by a certain Duke whose kingdom was destroyed more than sixty years ago, for 2,300 gold coins to a count in the third row of the VIP seats
Finally, the auctioneer announced an intermission and would resume the auction an hour later.
At the same time, a waiter from a famous auction house quietly came to the young girl in the front row of the VIP table and secretly stuffed the note in his hand over her.
After the waiter walked some distance away as if nothing had happened, the girl glanced at the contents of the note in her hand.
"Has the message been sent out?"
In the corner outside the auction house, the person in charge of the auction house grabbed the waiter who had just delivered the note and asked.
"Send it to the adult, and I can confirm that the adult has read it."
"you sure?"
"I'm sure." The waiter who didn't know why hurriedly added, "I saw with my own eyes that the adult left after looking at it."
"That's good."
"Then you know what to do next."
"You know, today I have stayed at my job and never done anything else that is not work-related."
"It's good to know."
The waiter, who had two more gold coins in his shirt inner pocket, returned to his job with a tray in hand.
The person in charge of the auction house, who entrusted the waiter to deliver the news, felt bitter.
I hope Joseph Conard can retain some sanity later...
As the person in charge of the auction house, he knows the identity of the girl in the front row of the VIP table. A seller who can provide extremely valuable and rare items will also be treated as a honored guest by the auction house.
He didn't see how a lucky adventurer could gain anything against an angry Joseph Conard...
"Sir! Sir!"
The waiter who had just walked away at this moment ran back in a hurry: "That sir, that sir..."
"The adult didn't stay in her seat, she walked out!"
"Idiot!" The person in charge of the auction house suddenly changed his expression, grabbed the waiter by the collar and cursed, "If something happens to the adults in the VIP table at the door of the auction house, let alone you, I will have to pack up and leave.