"The auction continues now, please bid!" The auctioneer said as if nothing had happened.
"I'll offer 150 million." As soon as he finished speaking, someone made a bid, and the price increased to 50 million in one go.
One hundred and fifty million?
Tang Xiaobao curled his lips.
This is the best running script in the world. It is out of print. To get it for 150 million yuan is simply a dream.
However, Tang Xiaobao is now very discerning and has no research on calligraphy, so naturally he has no interest in spending money on it.
A fat man's money is also money, and he is not willing to spend it randomly.
Besides, the reserve price is only over one billion. Thinking about how he felt rich before, he felt a little blushing now.
The billions on his card are probably the poor here!
Sure enough, the following bids became more exaggerated each time.
"I will pay 200 million."
"I will pay 300 million."
"I will pay 500 million."
"Six hundred million."
"Seven billion."
"Eight hundred million."
…
Tang Xiaobao was stunned.
Holy shit, it’s just a word, are you all crazy? It’s actually 800 million? How did you get this money? It just fell from the sky, how come you don’t feel sorry for me at all?!
Anyway, Tang Xiaobao was in great pain.
The following bidding continues, and the final price is set at 1.2 billion.
"One billion two hundred million once, two billion two times, three billion two times, deal done!"
The hammer falls and the tone is determined.
Then, someone delivered a box.
The auctioneer opened the box and took out the treasure inside.
It was a crown, inlaid with various precious stones. As soon as it was placed on the table, it became splendid and filled with the aura of a royal king.
"This crown has been passed down for thousands of years. It is said that Emperor XX asked domestic skilled craftsmen to build it. The cost is extremely high and it has extremely high collection value. The decoration on it is even rarer in the world... This crown has started bidding.
The price is 500 million, and each increase must not be less than 10 million. Let’s start bidding now!”
Tang Xiaobao took a breath of cold air.
What the hell.
This is a real treasure. Among other things, the diamonds and gems embedded in this crown are priceless.
500 million is indeed not expensive, but 500 million is just the starting price, and it is estimated that it will definitely fetch a sky-high price in a while.
Tang Xiaobao was almost moved. He glanced at Fatty Zhu, but the latter's eyes didn't change at all. He just glanced at him and didn't care.
"Isn't this crown a fake?"
Fatty Zhu said: "Who here dares to make fake things to deceive people?"
Meng Yazi quickly explained to Tang Xiaobao: "Senior, this crown is absolutely authentic and absolutely not fake. The auction has been held for dozens of times, and the price has never been auctioned before. This thing is not owned by our sect, but by
Another sect commissioned us to auction it, and we only took a 10% commission from it."
Tang Xiaobao was startled: "How much? Ten percent?"
Meng Yazi said respectfully: "Yes, senior, we don't get much commission. In fact, we don't rely on this to make money. The sect still has some accumulation. There is no problem in maintaining it for at least hundreds of years."
Tang Xiaobao sighed.
They are all rich people.
They are all very rich people.
You actually said you don't get much from the 10% commission.
How much do you want to smoke?
Fifty percent or ninety percent?
"This thing is true, but it's useless for taking pictures, and you can't wear it," said the fat man.
Tang Xiaobao was stunned for a moment, then thought about it, yes, no matter how good this thing is, it has no practical value.
If it doesn't spread outside and becomes known to the country, it will probably have to be turned over.
This thing is a national treasure, okay?
Huaibi is guilty!
Tang Xiaobao gave up his intention to bid and said shamelessly: "How can such a thing come into my eyes?"
Master Tang is now a senior, so he must have the demeanor of a master, right?!
This is showing off!
The bidding below is still going on, and the price has been raised to 1.5 billion.
These days, although there are many poor people out there, there are just as many rich people, and the wealth of these rich people is really exaggerated.
In the end, the crown was auctioned for a high price of 2 billion.
Next, I took pictures of more than a dozen treasures, all of which could not be seen outside. Unfortunately, Tang Xiaobao was not interested, and Fatty Zhu was even less interested.
Meng Yazi sighed inwardly.
As expected of a master, these treasures are extremely valuable outside, but in the end they are not in the eyes of the seniors at all.
In his opinion, if Tang Xiaobao and Fatty Zhu were not immortals, they were half-step gods. It was his great blessing to have such masters by his side. He also expected the two seniors to give him some enlightenment.
, of course, this is simply impossible.
Fatty Zhu is considered an expert after all, but is Tang Xiaobao considered an expert?
What a fart!
He is a fox who pretends to be a tiger!
Tang Xiaobao watched with great interest. Seeing these rich people bidding made him feel very poor, which gave him the motivation to work hard.
The revolution has not yet succeeded, so we have to work harder to make money.
He felt so poor!
Finally, an item caught the attention of Fatty Zhu.
"Huh?"
Tang Xiaobao took a closer look.
The auctioneer had a sword in his hand. It was simple and unpretentious, and it had already been embroidered. It was unknown what material it was made of. The hilt was also very ordinary, without any decoration, and it looked unremarkable at all.
"This sword was sent for auction by a certain sect. The details are unknown. I only know that it is old and cannot be studied. The starting price is 50 million. Each increase in price must not be less than 1 million. Interested friends can start bidding.
"
It was obvious that the auctioneer didn't have much hope for this sword.
It's really too ordinary.
The key is that the sword body is stained with rust and has no collection value at all. It is even useless for cutting firewood.
But it was this sword that caught Fatty Zhu's attention.
"Photograph it, it will be useful to you." Fatty Zhu said to Tang Xiaobao.
Tang Xiaobao frowned: "What's the use?"
"This sword still has a sword spirit. Although it is incomplete, it can be awakened by long-term maintenance. It is a sword that can guard against and kill enemies." Fatty Zhu said calmly.
Tang Xiaobao opened his eyes wide: "Sword Spirit? Is there still this thing?"
"Of course, are you questioning me?" Fatty Zhu was a little unhappy.
To him, this sword had no value, but to Tang Xiaobao, it could be used for self-defense.
Meng Yazi on the side was a little moved and couldn't help but ask: "Elder Zhu, is there really a sword spirit in this world?"
Fatty Zhu said coldly: "Of course there is, but it won't be there anymore. This sword spirit has been sleeping for at least tens of thousands of years."
Meng Yazi was a little moved, and it was obvious that he was reluctant to part with this sword.
But he didn't dare to snatch what Fatty Zhu was interested in.
Seemingly sensing Meng Yazi's thoughts, Fatty Zhu said to Tang Xiaobao: "This sword must be snatched. Anyone who dares to snatch it from you will be killed." (To be continued)