Chapter 29 There is no Cui family in the imperial capital!
"Let's start with today's best auction item, which is still Zhou Yi. The object in front is a writing brush for drawing talismans.
This piece of money has been passed down for thousands of years. By chance, it came to our ancient market. The starting price is 100,000. Friends who like it can start bidding."
The master of ceremonies also wanted to raise the price, but the brush looked ordinary.
Not many people can use brushes now, so the starting price is not set high.
This price was a bit unexpected for Zhou Mo.
The barrel of her brush is made of rare imperial green, which costs tens of millions, not to mention the material of the tip.
She can say without any guilt that her pen is priceless.
But, why did her calligraphy brush end up at the ancient market auction?
"Master Patriarch, is this your writing brush?" Fang Shiji poked his head, wanting to see more clearly.
In his early years, he had heard his grandfather mention that Grandmaster's writing brush was called 'Chen Xuan'. Grandmaster One Stroke Makes a Talisman.
It has been passed down to this day that after the death of my ancestor, my grandfather also sent people to search for her relics.
But when they arrived at Zhou's house, they found that the building was empty and everything had been looted, not even the dust was left.
Fang Shiji thought for half a second and sat upright, "Then I have to take the photo back." As he spoke, he held up the sign and said, "Two hundred thousand."
As soon as Fang Shiji's voice sounded, Shen Bining, not to be outdone, said in private room No. 3, "Three hundred thousand."
This time she was smarter, so as not to be deceived again, she spent as little money as possible.
Fang Shiji glared at Shen Bining speechlessly, and muttered in disgust, "Following others."
Shen Bining seemed to understand Fang Shiji's words and mouthed back, "I'm happy."
But Wei Xingyue is not happy anymore. As long as it is something belonging to Senior Zhou Yi, the Wei family is determined to get it.
Thinking of the relationship between Fang Shiji and Zhou Yi, she was even more determined to bid for this humble brush.
If Shen Bining snatches it away, and she comes to ask for it, I think the upstart Shen family will sell it to her to save some face from the Wei family.
Thinking about it this way, Wei Xingyue felt less blocked.
And here, the man in the blue shirt at booth No. 6, "Six hundred thousand."
This is her aunt's thing and should not fall into other people's hands.
"Six hundred thousand once..."
"Seven hundred thousand once..."
"...900,000 times"
"Two million times..."
Shen Bining and Fang Shiji kept raising prices.
The man in the blue shirt also does his part.
The original starting price of a calligraphy brush was 100,000 yuan, which suddenly reached 5 million yuan.
This price was within Wei Xingyue's expectation, but she was a little worried that Fang Shiji would take it away.
In this way, she will lose Senior Zhou Yi's writing brush.
I can’t find a chance to get close to Fengcheng!
Zhou Mo looked towards booth No. 6, where a man wearing a blue robe stood in front.
There was someone sitting behind me. I could only see the cuffs of his blue shirt, and I couldn't help but be curious about who that person was.
She seems to be very interested in her belongings, except for the man in the blue shirt of Ping An Fu who didn’t follow her to take the photo.
He has been fighting for Chen Xuan and Yongquanshan's return plans.
Fang Shiji saw Zhou Mo lowering his head and didn't know what he was thinking. He said, "Master, what's wrong with you?" he asked with concern.
Zhou Mo came back to his senses, leaned on the back of his chair, and glanced at him lazily, "It's okay."
Shen Bining has been paying attention to Zhou Mo and Fang Shiji.
Seeing them saying this, she guessed that they must be discussing how to rob Chen Xuan from her.
Huh, she won't let Zhou Zhou and Fang Shiji succeed.
She held up the sign and called out a price that shocked everyone, "Eight Hundred Thousand."
The Chinese-character face behind Shen Bining couldn't help but frown, but he didn't dare to say anything for fear of being beaten.
After hearing Eight Hundred Thousand, Fang Shiji turned away and met Shen Bining's gaze.
He gave her a thumbs up and said, "Miss Shen is so generous."
But Chen Xuan, the founder of their family, is worth the price.
"Master, we can't raise the price any more."
The assistant of the man in the green shirt spoke. Although he knew the importance of his aunt's relics, their current strength did not allow it.
Invisibly nearby, the man in a blue shirt clenched his fists tightly, his eyes reddish.
It seems that he is a little annoyed that he did not accomplish anything and could not keep my aunt's relics.
Under the cheers of everyone, the master of ceremonies made the final decision and announced that Shen Bining had photographed Chen Xuan.
Shen Bining winked at Fang Shiji with a proud look on her face.
That smug look makes people want to beat her.
After finishing an auction item, the emcee immediately proceeds to the next one:
"Next is the last auction item of this auction, hibiscus jade. I must be here today just for this piece of jade. I won't introduce more about its identity and origin."
Hibiscus jade is an ancient jade left over from ancient times. This kind of ancient jade generally contains spiritual magic.
If you can get this jade pendant, it will be an additional skill for ancient warriors.
Zhou Mo squinted his eyes, had the Cui family bought this ancient jade sixty years ago?
Why does it appear here?
Zhou Mo tilted his head and asked Fang Shiji, "Is the Cui family in the imperial capital... still there?"
Fang Shiji paused for a moment, is there a Cui family in the imperial capital?
He shook his head seriously, "I haven't heard of it."
Never heard of it?
Zhou Mo frowned slightly, how is that possible?
In the 60th year, the Cui family was in the imperial capital and was one of the four major families.
Fang Shiji actually said he had never heard of it?
When Shen Bining saw the hibiscus jade, her eyes lit up. She came here just for this piece of jade.
No matter what the cost, she will take the photo of this jade pendant.
Master of Ceremony, "The starting bid is one million, friends who like it can start bidding."
As soon as she finished speaking, Shen Bining immediately raised the sign, "One million and one hundred thousand."
As she spoke, she kept staring at Zhou Mo and Fang Shiji, a little worried that Zhou Mo would compete with her.
But with the financial resources of the Shen family, not many people besides the Feng family can compete.
Thinking of this, she couldn't help but look around and confirmed that no one from the Feng family was at the scene, and she felt relieved.
Wei Xingyue was not interested in this piece of jade, and Shen Bining took all the things she wanted. All she had to do was go to the Shen family to ask for things.
After all, the Shen family will also sell some thin noodles to her family.
Before the auction ended, Wei Xingyue left first. After she left, Zhou Mo also left the exhibition stand.
Went around the ancient market.
I bought a lot of paint for painting talismans, and just when I was paying for it,
Suddenly I heard a man saying to a friend, "Miss Song, could you please give me Master Lingyuan's paintings?"
Song Tinghe frowned and recognized the man who was talking to her in Private Room No. 6.
The man was handsome and handsome, but it was impossible for her to part ways with him.
Song Tinghe chuckled lightly, "Sorry, this is Mr. Lingyuan's painting after all. Forgive me that I can't bear to part with you."
If only I could get her to not go through all the trouble of bidding and just let you bid.
Song Tinghe thought in his heart.
When the man in the green shirt saw Song Tinghe's attitude, he also knew that it would be difficult to make the other party change his mind, so he stopped forcing him.
He nodded gracefully, "If you don't like it someday, you can contact me."
After saying that, the attendant behind him took out his business card and handed it to Song Tinghe!
Song Tinghe paused, hesitated for a few seconds and took it, "This day will never come to pass."