Thomas, you are destroying the auction sign, and the boss will beat you to death."
Thomas, who was holding the sign, showed his hands indifferently.
"Don't say it so harshly, I just don't want to be taken advantage of. In fact, if I don't save face for the auction house, this thing is not even worth the price."
There was laughter all around, and some people suddenly played pranks and raised signs.
"One hundred thousand general coins, this is more in line with the value of the item.
In fact, this thing looks like an ordinary blanket and has no collectible value.
Because of this, China can even mass-produce it now."
"Then I'll pay 400,000 general currency. Wouldn't the price of a high-end luxury textile be more reasonable?"
The auction house burst into laughter, which made the host on the podium very embarrassed.
This thing was purchased from a dealer at the auction house for 100,000 common coins.
Because it involves the mysterious East and the mysterious patterns on the blanket, I am planning to sell it for a high price.
Unexpectedly, we encountered such an embarrassing situation as soon as we started shooting.
Although the price of 400,000 general coins would also make the auction house a profit, it was really far from their expectations.
So much so that the host began to doubt the true value of this textile. Perhaps the starting price was indeed too high!
"Sorry everyone, according to the rules of the auction house, the transaction price of the auction items can only be 50% of the starting price at most.
Your price call is invalid, so please understand us, okay?"
There was laughter again, and someone even whistled.
"The rules are set by people. If you really don't want to auction it, just let it pass!"
"Because this item is really not worth such a high price, your starting price is too high.
It is totally inconsistent with the value of this item."
"In fact, there is no market for this kind of thing.
It can neither be used nor viewed. Who would put a 200-year-old blanket in the living room?
That would make people laugh to death. Speaking of collection value and room for appreciation, I don’t think anyone would think this thing is worth the price.”
The host was very helpless, even if the price given by the audience could still make money for the auction house.
But due to the rules, she thought she had to announce that the item was unsold.
Just when the host decided to announce that the shoot had been rejected, Yang Haoran stood up.
"Can I see this auction item up close?"
For a moment, all eyes focused on Yang Haoran.
Yang Haoran's typical Chinese face immediately attracted everyone's attention.
"Oh, it turns out he is from China, maybe he will take a photo of this thing.
After all, this is something that belongs to China and has special meaning to Chinese people."
"Then let him buy it. For us, this thing is not worth buying at all."
The host was also very happy because of Yang Haoran's Chinese face and nodded happily.
"No problem, everyone has the right to inspect the auction items, and you can too, please come on stage."
Yang Haoran walked up to the podium with a smile. He didn't buy this textile just on a whim.
When the textile was brought to the podium at the auction house, Yang Haoran sensed a special energy wave from it.
It's a very weird feeling, and the power is a bit confusing.
But because he was far away, Yang Haoran didn't feel it clearly.
That's why he wanted to take a closer look. Maybe this thing is not ordinary. Miao Shu.
Yang Haoran stepped onto the podium and was led to the auction stage by the host.
The textile is quietly placed in a display window made of bulletproof glass.
"Hello sir, you can watch it up close and call up detailed pictures and videos.
But it cannot be taken out, this is the rule of the auction house."
Yang Haoran nodded without comment.
There is a touch screen on the auction table, and you can see all the details of the auction items through the camera.
The closer the distance, the stronger the perception of power fluctuations.
Yang Haoran frowned and stared into the glass display frame.
Suddenly, I was slightly stunned, and was instantly fixed on the strange patterns on the textiles.
To be precise, only foreigners like them would call him Weird Decoration.
But for Yang Haoran, it is very familiar.
Because the patterns on it are basically Taoist talismans.
These talismans and seals are difficult to identify even for Chinese people, and certainly not for foreigners.
For laymen, reading talismans and seals is like reading a heavenly book.
But for an expert like Yang Haoran, talismans and seals are the same thing as characters, conveying a lot of information.
This is indeed not an ordinary piece of textile, but a magic weapon blessed by a Taoist master.
The talisman above belongs to the Zhengyi sect of Taoism. Through a special arrangement, a diamond-conquering magic formation is compiled on it.
Wherever this thing is located, evil will be avoided and no evil will invade.
But now, this thing has been repurposed.
No wonder Yang Haoran felt that this thing was a bit weird and had mixed powers.
Because this thing now contains two different powers.
One is the power contained in the quilt itself, which is pure Taoist power.
The other force was sealed in the quilt by the Vajra Demon Subduing Formation.
It was an evil and violent force, but it felt very strange to Yang Haoran.
What is trapped inside should be some kind of evil thing from the West.
The evil forces inside are constantly impacting the sealing formation, and looking at the current situation, it seems a bit bad.
Because the power of Fu Zhuan is limited after all, Qiqi has been consumed now.
It's not long before the evil thing inside completely breaks through the seal. If this thing is bought by someone who doesn't know the truth, it may be a catastrophic disaster.
"Sir, what do you think? Do you decide to buy this auction item?"
The host spoke softly and looked expectant.
Chinese people have always paid attention to feelings. I am afraid that Mr. Hua will also pay for feelings, right?
After all, this thing was exiled from China, so it might have some commemorative value.
"One hundred thousand general coins is the lower limit according to your rules."
Forehead!
The host looked embarrassed. I originally thought that Mr. Hua Guo would be more generous, but I didn't expect that he was also a shrewd guy.
The host was hesitating, and someone else raised a sign below.
"One and a half million general coins, I want this."
The auction house was in an uproar, and they looked in the direction of the sound.
A Western man in his thirties was looking at the rostrum with a provocative face, full of teasing.