Li Mei was so anxious that she didn't dare to continue bidding. She was afraid that her husband would scold her to death, so she stopped bidding.
Huo Wenhua finally auctioned off the dzi bead for a sky-high price of 50 million.
"Congratulations, Mr. Huo, for winning our first item!" The auctioneer's face was full of joy. The higher the item was sold, the higher the commission she would get.
I really didn't expect that Huo Wenhua, as the contractor, would actually buy the first item at a huge price, which boosted the atmosphere of the entire auction.[
The hostess in red cheongsam carefully held the dzi beads in the brocade box on a red sandalwood plate to Huo Wenhua and presented them.
Huo Wenhua took down the brocade box.
Yang Zimei glanced with regret.
Money is not everything, but without money it is absolutely impossible.
I wanted to give such a dzi bead to my master, but I couldn't do anything.
Huo Wenhua took her regretful sigh into his eyes and smiled faintly.
The second item to be auctioned next is a precious Yuan blue and white porcelain bowl. It is placed quietly on the red sandalwood tray, exuding the quiet and cool atmosphere of an elegant woman.
The full diameter of this Yuan blue and white bowl is 7
The most exciting thing is the inner painting of the bowl. In the double circle is a Taoist scholar, slightly fat, with a beard, and an airy expression. He wears a Tang-style hat and Tang-style clothes. He sits cross-legged on the ground with a plate in front of him.
, there are some snacks or pieces of meat on the plate, a pair of chopsticks are placed neatly, next to it looks like a goblet, and there are other containers for food. A wine pot is at hand. The painting of this pot is vivid, which makes people like to take a closer look.
Seeing this Yuan blue and white bowl, Yang Zimei thought of Min Gang and Luo Bai.
Yesterday he said he would bring Luo Bai over, but he hasn't seen her yet. It's probably because there was a fire at home and he didn't have time to come.
"This Taibai drunken Yuan blue and white bowl is the work of Luo Yiyi, a famous official kiln master in the Yuan Dynasty. There are no more than three left in the world. The starting bid is 500,000, and each bid is 100,000!" said the auctioneer.
"Six hundred thousand!" Before she could finish her words, she immediately seemed to start bidding.
"Seven hundred thousand!"
…
"One and a half million!" A familiar voice came from behind. When I looked back, I saw that it was Ming Gang. I didn't know when he came.
Min Gang's eyes happened to be facing her, and he smiled in greeting.
Luo Bai beside him looked at the Yuan blue and white bowl with an excited expression on his face, as if he wished he could take it for himself.
Luo Yiyi.[
Yang Zimei thought of the name of the craftsman of this Yuan blue and white piece. It seemed that he should be Luo Bai's ancestor. That's why he was so excited.
No one bid anymore, and the bowl was successfully taken by Min Gang.
Luo Bai was ecstatic, holding the bowl carefully, looking at it fascinated and satisfied.
The auction continues, and another item appears.
When she saw the auctioneer peeling off the yellow silk cloth and revealing the objects on the red sandalwood plate, she was so stunned and so ecstatic that she almost stood up in excitement.
On that red sandalwood plate, there was actually a peach wood sign!
And this peach wood sign happened to be the peach wood sign that Long Zhutian lost in Africa!
Even the red rope strung on the mahogany tablet and the evil-warming knot were all tied by her own hands that day.
I didn't expect it to appear here, what a surprise!
She was so excited that she couldn't help but bite her finger, fearing that she might be hallucinating.
