These are of no benefit to the warrior family, so they will not bid for them.
When the man wearing glasses saw that no Chinese bidder, he held up a sign: "Twenty-five million."
"thirty million."
"Thirty-five million."
"Forty million."
The price of the two people kept rising, and the high-hat Westerner paid 90 million.
This is already an astronomical figure. The man with glasses is already in trouble. The national treasure still cannot be kept, and he doesn't have much money anymore.
"One hundred million."
Hua Wuque almost couldn't sit still and asked in confusion: "You have a convulsion, why would you spend 100 million US dollars to buy something that won't do you any good?"
"It's nothing. I'm just doing my part as a Daxia citizen. This is Daxia's stuff and can be placed anywhere in Daxia, but it cannot be allowed to drift overseas."
"One hundred and fifty million." The high-hat Westerners continued to raise the price.
"Two hundred million."
hiss......
Everyone took a deep breath. An ancient painting was sold for 200 million.
The man with glasses can no longer bid. He is just a museum curator with limited funds.
The price of 200 million made no Westerners bid any more.
Finally, the Jiangshan Sheji Map fell into the hands of Ning Fan, and the bespectacled man exhaled. This is something belonging to the Great Xia Kingdom, as long as it is in the hands of the Chinese people.
Hua Wuque was about to vomit blood, so he bought a picture for 200 million.
"The next thing is the Pharaoh's scepter from Egypt, ten million..."
This is a foreign thing, and Chinese people are still not interested in it. Those Westerners are rushing to add money.
After more than ten minutes of fierce fighting, the Pharaoh's scepter fell into the hands of a Western noble.
Next came two more items from the Great Xia Kingdom, and Ning Fan bought them all.
Until the eighth piece, it is a tripod, depicting mountains, rivers, vegetation, birds and animals. Although it is rusty, the price is definitely not bad.
"Jiuzhou Cauldron!" Hua Wuque couldn't sit still.
Ning Fan has also heard of the Jiuzhou Tripod, which is said to be one of the nine tripods used by Dayu in ancient times to stabilize the world after he controlled the floods.
Abandoned all over the country, many people cannot find the existence of Jiuding.
"Laohua, is this the real Jiuding you are talking about?" Ning Fan asked.
"Nonsense, Taoist master has no ability, but his eyesight is better. This is indeed Jiuding, the Jingzhou tripod that has been lost for a long time."
Hua Wuque took a breath: "Master Dao's Infinite Heavenly Lord, this thing is not simple. Nine cauldrons shake Kyushu. Owning one cauldron is unparalleled in the world. Good guy, you kid lend me money, I want to buy this thing."
"Jiuding, is this one of the Jiuding?"
Several major families in the Great Xia Kingdom are also a little bit restless. This was cast by Emperor Yu in ancient times. It contains the blessings of heaven and earth. It can suppress chaos and ensure peace.
"Real or fake, it is indeed a fake Jiuding, and it is also a Jingzhou tripod."
"I just don't know whether it's true or not." Many people began to doubt.
Because the real Nine Tripods happened five thousand years ago. At that time, Emperor Yu used the Nine Tripods to protect the peace of Kyushu. After endless years of changes and the change of dynasties, it has long since disappeared.
Later dynasties followed suit and built Jiuding, so no one knew where Jiuding was.
If it was really the Jiuding cast by Emperor Yu, it would be extremely valuable.
"One of the Nine Cauldrons, I'll try it to see if it's true or not."
An old man jumped lightly onto the stage and stared at the ancient Jingzhou tripod.
But soon the old man's pupils gradually lost their luster, and finally he staggered back a few steps and spit out blood from his mouth.
"That's the pattern of heaven and earth contained in the Jiuzhou Cauldron. It's the Taoist God. Boy, hurry up and buy it. Let's observe it together. It contains the great ways of heaven and earth. It will be of great help to our martial arts."
Hua Wuque looked at it, wishing he could get up and carry it home quickly.