"What is being auctioned below is a piece of embroidery. This piece of embroidery is not an ordinary embroidery produced by modern light industry, but a unique masterpiece that has been passed down from several dynasties - weeping blood embroidery." The fat man explained with excitement.
"When it comes to this weeping blood embroidery, we have to introduce a woman who is ingenious and extremely smart. That is Xue Lingyun, a concubine favored by Emperor Wen of Wei Cao Pi. Emperor Wen of Wei changed her name to Ye Lai. She was good at needlework, although she was in a deep position.
Inside, the work was completed without the light of lamps and candles. Fei Ye came to sew it, but the emperor was not convinced, and he was named the God of Needles in the palace."
The fat man glanced at the buyers who had expressed interest, and continued: "This means that she can tailor clothes in the dark without the light of candles, and can also make seamless clothes. This clothes is not real.
Seamless, but her stitching technique is so delicate and tight that people can't see the seams at all. In Emperor Wei Wen's life, if it weren't for the clothes sewn by Concubine Xue, he would never wear them, and she was also known to future generations.
Known as the God of Needles."
Satisfied with his wonderful introduction, the fat man cleared his throat: "In his later years, Xue Lingyun's acupuncture skills became more and more advanced. Combining what she had learned throughout her life, after thinking hard, she actually created an acupuncture method that used silk threads and iron needles.
The needle and thread are several times thinner than ordinary ones and are best used for embroidery."
"However, this stitching method is very complicated. If the same figure is embroidered with this stitching method, it will take ten times or even more time. Legend has it that when Xue Lingyun later used this stitching method to embroider a peony picture, it was too
It exhausted the eyesight, and blood suddenly oozed from the eyes. From then on, both eyes were blind, and soon passed away, so later everyone called this stitching technique "Weeping Blood Embroidery."
"Xue Lingyun once passed this Weeping Blood Embroidery to two palace maids who had followed her for many years, but only one of them learned it. Because the qualifications required for inheritors of Weeping Blood Embroidery are extremely demanding, very few people in each dynasty after Xue Lingyun learned it.
, was regarded as a treasure at that time, but after the Ming Dynasty, this acupuncture method was completely lost, which is really sad."
A lifelike, dense and solid Chinese dragon pattern is along the entire embroidery. The four embroidered fonts "Tian Xia Tai Ping" below are the icing on the cake.
Yan Qianyu looked at the wonderful clips about Weeping Blood Embroidery on the big screen in front of him, and a glimmer of light flashed in his eyes. For some reason, he had a strong interest in Weeping Blood Embroidery.
"The base price is two million, and each increase must not be less than one hundred thousand. Please start!" Seeing that the time had come, the fat man immediately hit the hammer in his hand.
"Two million three hundred thousand!"
"Two and a half million!"
"three million!"
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The price has been increased to 5.8 million, which is already the most ideal auction item with a transaction price today.
Seeing that the time was almost up, Yan Qianyu said, "Six million!"
Everyone was not surprised when they heard this voice. After all, there are many rich people in China.
Su Lingwei didn't expect that the old man next to her would like such things about women, so she glanced at him with interest, and her faint smile was tepid.
"Six million and a half!" The man who was hostile to Yan Qianyu calmly raised the sign.
Five hundred thousand was added in one breath, which was not a small amount. Yan Qianyu also noticed this young man who had been silent for a long time, but suddenly exploded.
"Seven million!" Yan Qianyu responded to his opponent without any hesitation.
The man smiled slightly and whispered to Yan Qianyu: "I lost on the racing track, but I may not lose here."
"Eight million! A very reasonable price."
Although Yan Qianyu, the man in the Bentley, didn't know what the man in the black sports car looked like, he looked very similar to him.
No one is quoting any more. There are many rich people, but that doesn’t mean they spend it carelessly. Money comes and goes quickly. This group of people will not compete for items beyond the scope of the idiom “value for money.”
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"The first heir to the Nangong family, Nangong Jun!" Su Lingwei reminded Yan Qianyu in a low voice.
"Ten million!" Yan Qianyu quoted a price without changing his expression. Comparing money with him is simply ridiculous. What he lacks most is money.
After the price was quoted, the crowd around them all took a breath. Comparing people with each other can make people angry, especially people who don't regard money as money.
Nangong Jun stared at Yan Qianyu closely, wanting to see what he was thinking. He had already investigated Yan Qianyu's information clearly, and he had more or less guessed his hidden identity.
"I have to say that you are very courageous. If you really like this thing, I will not take advantage of it, but if you deliberately increase the price, then I have nothing to say." Nangong Jun
He looked at Yan Qianyu and smiled.
After three hammer blows, this piece of weeping blood embroidery was finally sold for 10 million, making it the number one item among similar items today.
"Thank you for your support." Yan Qianyu's face was not angry because he spent millions more. In his heart, how could the things he likes be measured by money.
With this obvious sentence, an expression of admiration flashed across Nangong Jun's eyes. This man is difficult to deal with!
Yan Qianyu didn't take him seriously. If he only regarded this competition as a kind of revenge, then he himself was not worthy of being an opponent.
"When I come to Jiangsu and Zhejiang again, I wonder what the 'Car God' has in mind?"
There was no longer that hostile look in his eyes, Nangong Jun lowered his voice and said to Yan Qianyu. There was no other way, the two people were sitting next to each other harmoniously.
"It doesn't matter whether people use things or not, and times have changed. In short, Jiangsu and Zhejiang are much more developed now than when I came here before."
"I heard that you came here with the Su family woman. I wonder if it's because of the piece of land in Suzhou City?"
"Of course." Yan Qianyu said bluntly. Whether he was an enemy or a friend, Nangong Jun's performance had made him pay attention to this person.
Maybe the angry glare at him at first was just an illusion, and the real Nangong Jun was more difficult to deal with than imagined.