After a few people exchanged pleasantries, Bao Jingshan returned to his seat.
Ye Daimei glanced at Qin Fan and thought: "You really know how to pretend to be 13, as if you know everything."
After a while, almost everyone arrived, and the hall accommodated a hundred people.
The host delivered a speech on time and spoke a long article eloquently.
It means enriching the spiritual wealth of the people, retaining historical imprints, etc.
Then, the auction officially begins.
The auctioneer is a beautiful cheongsam beauty with a slender figure. She stands on the stage and shows a professional smile.
Perhaps in order to increase the popularity of the auction, the organizer selected a treasure from the beginning.
"Dear guests, the first lot is a blue and white jar from the late Qing Dynasty. This lot..."
The cheongsam auctioneer on the stage began to introduce the auction items.
Qin Fan looked at the blue and white jar and thought: "It should be a porcelain jar used to hold food in the family in the past."
"The body of the bottle has a simple and simple blue and white pattern, but unfortunately it lacks a lid."
"It is considered incomplete porcelain, otherwise the price would be higher."
Sure enough, the cheongsam auctioneer on the stage quoted a starting price of 15,000 yuan, with an increase of no less than 500 yuan each time.
As soon as she finished speaking, someone raised a sign and said, "20,000 yuan!"
The bidder was guest No. 17.
This is a good start. The auctioneer must be good at mobilizing the atmosphere in the venue.
Her sweet voice immediately matched the offer.
"20,000 yuan, guest No. 17 bids 20,000 yuan."
"Although the blue and white jars from the late Qing Dynasty are incomplete, they may one day meet the bottle caps."
"If you miss this opportunity, you will have no chance next time."
Everyone knows this truth, and things like this happen from time to time in the collecting world.
Everything is about fate.
"25,000 yuan!" Guest No. 21 immediately raised a placard.
"30,000 yuan!"
I have to say that the professional auction company and auctioneers have received professional training, which quickly made the atmosphere lively.
Bidders abounded, and it soon climbed to 65,000 yuan.
Even Fourth Master's interest was raised, but Qin Fan didn't say anything.
In the end, this blue and white jar from the late Qing Dynasty was sold for 95,500 yuan.
Subsequently, there were auctions of jade pendants, various calligraphy and paintings, and porcelain bowls, but the Fourth Master did not take action.
Finally it’s the turn of Fourth Master’s wood carving from the Republic of China. The base is not big and is carved from pear wood.
But the landscape shape is very unique. It was an ornament used by large families in the past.
There were soon bids, and the deal was finally sold at a price of 28,000 yuan.
The surrounding guests were all in high spirits, except the Fourth Master who did not raise his cards once.
The fourth master was also very quiet. Since Qin Fan didn't say anything, it meant that he didn't like anyone in front of him.
Throughout the auction, Ye Daimei paid close attention to the reactions of people around her.
If anyone here does anything bad, she will definitely knock her down immediately.
Only Xu Hanxiang was quirky and would chat with Qin Fan from time to time and ask questions.
Time passed slowly, and it lasted more than two hours.
There are still a few lots left to be auctioned.
At this time, a hostess brought several red books on a delicate tray.
"Now we are auctioning Lot 25, which are five little red books, old books from the 1950s~"
The cheongsam auctioneer began to make an introduction.
The so-called Little Red Book is a special product of the 1950s and was written by the founding fathers of the People's Republic of China.
Packed in a red shell, it is commonly known as the Little Red Book.
The five thick volumes are in 70% to 80% new condition, but unfortunately two volumes are missing from the complete set.
Qin Fan didn't pay attention at first, but just took a casual look.
He immediately sat up straight because he saw something interesting.
Both the Fourth Master and Butler Li noticed Qin Fan's changes.
The bidding has already started on the stage.
This kind of collection of old books is very niche and not as intense as porcelain, calligraphy and painting.
Prices are climbing at a snail's pace.
Qin Fan turned on his phone and searched briefly on Baidu.
"Fourth Master, please take a photo of this."
It was almost coming to an end before Qin Fan asked Fourth Master to hold up his sign.
Although the fourth master was full of doubts, he would absolutely implement Qin Fan's words 100%.
At this time, the price of the Little Red Book had only reached 34,000 yuan.
Fourth Master nodded, he was waiting for the last moment.
Ye Daimei cast a suspicious look, which seemed to mean:
"Those in front of you don't hold up placards. You just hold up placards with a few old books."
She also couldn't understand Qin Fan's purpose.
I can only judge by intuition that those porcelains, calligraphy and paintings are definitely better than the incomplete Little Red Book.
Seeing her suspicious look, Xu Hanxiang curled her lips and said.
"Officer Ye, do your job well. Looking at antiques is not your strong point."
The little witch is a little witch, and her mouth is never forgiving.
Ye Daimei has now adapted to Xu Hanxiang's character, so she just said it.
"These old books are not as good as the previous ones."
Qin Fan glanced at her and said nothing.
"Qin Fan, did I say something wrong?"
Before Qin Fan could answer her, Fourth Master had already started to raise his sign.
Because when the bidding for these five little red books reached 36,000 yuan, no one had bid for them.
The cheongsam auctioneer has shouted twice and is about to make a final decision.
"36,500 yuan."
Fourth Master only added 500 yuan to the price.
This made guest No. 9, the last bidder, hesitate.
He didn't find anything, but he had a nostalgic feeling for the Little Red Book.
"36,500 yuan, our guest No. 6 bids again. This is the latest price. Will guest No. 9 also increase the price?"
"37,000 yuan!" Guest No. 9 raised his sign again and added another 500 yuan.
"40,000 yuan!"
The fourth master was too lazy to increase the amount little by little, so he simply increased it by 3,000 yuan.
"Boss, you win."
Guest No. 9 sighed deeply and gave a thumbs up, feeling extremely depressed.
Seeing that there was nothing he liked, he could only leave early with his head downcast.
Upon seeing this, the cheongsam auctioneer began to make the final announcement.
"40,000 yuan for the first time, 40,000 yuan for the second time, and there are still no bidders ~ 40,000 yuan for the third time!"
She knocked down the hammer in her hand and announced: "Congratulations to Guest No. 6 for taking the photo of the Little Red Book."
Afterwards, Butler Li went to deliver the goods and complete the payment.
After a while, Butler Li Zan brought the Little Red Book.
Qin Fan touched it again and showed a mysterious smile.
"Fourth Master, let Butler Li find the phone number of guest No. 9. You can transfer the Little Red Book to him and sell it to him for the 37,000 yuan he offered."
When several people heard this, they were immediately dumbfounded.
What kind of logic is this? I just bought it and sold it again, and still lost thousands of dollars.
The fourth master quickly came to his senses, Qin Fan must have his own reasons, and he signaled Li Zan to go and do it after the meeting.
"Haha, Qin Fan, do you have a lot of money or are you stupid? Are there any people who play like this?"
Ye Daimei couldn't help it any longer and burst out laughing.
She didn't understand the world of rich people, but she could still calculate such a simple economic account clearly.
"Officer Ye, I said you have made a lot of money."
"Only a ghost would believe your words." Ye Daimei sneered, she was not a fool.
"Don't believe it? Then let's make a bet."
"Just bet, whoever is afraid of whom! What are you talking about betting on?" Ye Daimei seemed sure that Qin Fan was bluffing.
"If I lose, I will listen to your arrangements and cooperate with your work."
When Ye Daimei heard this, it seemed like the bet was pretty good, and she immediately became interested.
"If you lose..."
Before Qin Fan finished speaking, Xu Hanxiang interrupted happily.
"Brother Qin Fan, if Officer Ye loses, he will clean the bathroom in the hospital every day!"