Since Lin Deshui came to the auction house today, he naturally knows what items are on offer.
"That's right." Li Fan nodded.
"This Chao Feng Cauldron is a good thing." The manager on the side immediately answered: "You know you know what you are doing. Now there are very few cauldrons. I can guarantee that. In the entire province, only our Zen Forest Auction House has one this year.
The Wind-Mocking Cauldron."
Just as he was talking, the Wind-Mocking Cauldron had already been carried out.
The auctioneer used an extremely exaggerated tone to introduce the origin of the Wind-Mocking Cauldron and the mysterious and powerful ability of the ancient alchemist.
But this does not mean that anything with the title of alchemist can be used to deceive people.
Although the auctioneer's words are very exciting, most people have never seen an alchemist these days. Except for those who specialize in collecting tripods, everyone else is not interested.
Especially after the price was quoted, this square tripod turned out to be two hundred thousand, and no one even cared about it.
However, due to the special nature of the lot, the price of this lot can be increased by a minimum of one hundred, instead of following the Zen Forest Auction House's rule of increasing the price as a percentage of the product's base price.
In other words, the auction house knows that few people will buy this item, so it can be considered as buying it at the original price without having to pay an extra premium.
But even so, no one showed interest.
If an ancient ornament or a handicraft made by a master costs 200,000 yuan, no one can afford it. But for a modern handicraft made by an unknown craftsman, the price is a bit unbelievable.
They are rich, but they are not fools.
The originally lively auction house quickly became deserted. No one was interested in the black cauldron, and no one looked at the auction table. The purpose was obvious, hoping that the cauldron would be taken down quickly.
Delaying their competition for the treasure behind.
The auctioneer standing on the stage was a little embarrassed. Their auction house was so popular that such quiet auctions were indeed rare. But there was nothing he could do about it. This was his job. Even if no one was bidding, he had to perform a one-man show to let this person know the price.
The lot should stay on the stage for sufficient time.
Li Fan, who was on the second floor, raised his lips. This was exactly what he wanted. The low price of 200,000 yuan was not low for him. If someone raised the price, he might not be able to get it today.
Just when everyone was trying to get the tripod to be carried down quickly, Lin Deshui's private room on the second floor suddenly quoted a price: "Twenty thousand and one hundred."
The auctioneer immediately shouted the price excitedly, and this voice instantly made the silent auction house boil again.
The guests on the first floor were all discussing whether it was crazy that someone actually spent more than 200,000 yuan to buy a useless modern industrial product.
The old members who know the rules all know that this is Lin Deshui's exclusive room, and they don't find it strange. For a person with Lin Deshui's level of wealth, there is no difference between two hundred thousand and two hundred.
Only some senior Diamond members are discussing other things.
"I'm not curious about Mr. Lin's shooting of such a thing this time. I'm just asking for a price increase of only 100."
"Yes, this is not in line with Mr. Lin's style."
One of them joked: "Maybe even a rich man like Mr. Lin needs to cut down on expenditure."
These senior members have been competing with Lin Deshui for a long time, and every time they start bidding at least 50,000 yuan, this is the first time they see him adding 100 yuan to bid for something.
At this time, it is no longer the reason for the price. It is a complete loss of face to only add a hundred yuan.
Of course, the external disputes are irrelevant to Li Fan, and Lin Deshui's reputation is not within his scope of consideration. As an entrepreneurial young man, he just wants to win this lot at the lowest price.
Just when he thought he was about to get the item, the auctioneer suddenly shouted: "The guest on the first floor has bid 250,000, do you want to add more?"
"Guests in the private room, two hundred and fifty thousand and one hundred."
"Guests on the first floor, three hundred thousand."
"Guests in the private room, three hundred thousand and one hundred."
"Is there anything else you want to add? Is there anything else?" the auctioneer shouted forcefully: "There are three hundred and fifty thousand guests on the first floor."
Li Fan thought the other party was crazy. The Wind-Mocking Cauldron was rare and good, but now it had a price but no market. Who would spend so much money to buy a collection of modern handicrafts that were completely useless and impossible to sell.
If it wasn't useful to him, he would never buy this thing. Not to mention it has little ornamental value, and it would take up space at home.
He completely ignored the possibility that the other party was an alchemist. Nowadays, there are only a handful of alchemists, and with the exception of him, most alchemists who can be called alchemists are very well-off, because it is impossible to support him without a family.
Go and learn alchemy. After all, the money for learning alchemy is not important. The most important thing is to have family heritage and be passed down from ancestors.
Generally, those who can learn alchemy either have a cauldron passed down from their family, or they spend a lot of money to customize it. How can they come here to compete with him for a mocking cauldron.
Could it be that the other person who insisted on taking pictures of this thing was having a fight with Lin Deshui? After all, it was Lin Deshui who bid the price in his room, and everyone thought it was Lin Deshui who wanted to buy it.
He turned around and looked, and sure enough, Lin Deshui's eyes revealed this meaning.
"I'll do it." He stretched out his palm, and the young lady next to him struck the gong and directly called out the price: "Fifty thousand."
Li Fan raised his eyebrows. Since Lin Deshui asked him to come, let him shout. As for taking the pictures, he would discuss with him how to pay the money.
He felt that with his existing assets, he might not be able to buy it.
But since he is here, he must take Fang Chaofeng Ding home today.