Jian Bao: I Can Communicate With Everything

Chapter One Hundred and Seventeen: Stirring Shit Stick

"Oh, ten cracks and nine collapses, ten cracks and nine collapses!"

Qian Jinyin sighed.

He was originally staying in the dark label area. Hearing Qian Fei said that there was a piece of red jade here, he hurried over.

Unexpectedly, this is the result.

It's really unsatisfactory.

"Let's go, Mr. Qian said that, basically he's not saved."

"Yes, Qian Lao is the King of Stone!"

"Scattered..."

The crowd dispersed outwards, and Lord Qian Jinyin followed suit.

Lin Chen glanced at the sign, 0597.

When bidding in the marked area at 3 o'clock in the afternoon, you can think about it and take this piece of material down!

"Is this material really bad?"

Xiao Qi asked suspiciously.

Lin Chen shook his head without saying much.

Soon, another hour passed.

Lin Chen and the three of them had just got a rough idea of ​​the wool in the Mingmarked area.

Speaking of, this time when I came to Myanmar, Lin Chen was the main force, Xiaoqi and Lin Yu were just carrying bags, and they couldn't give reference to the gambling on stone.

Therefore, the final competition is solely based on Lin Chen's opinions.

"Let's go, I will participate in the auction later."

After having a meal at noon, after wandering around two times, the auction began.

An auditorium with a large area, the seats are stepped.

As Lin Chen entered the stadium, he received a number plate and found his own seat.

You know, the seats are also particular, because they are connected to the bidders, they are basically reserved seats.

Soon, the auction began.

On the big screen directly in front, a few dense lines of small print appeared.

The number is on the left, and the quotation is on the right.

Such a large-scale event, if auctioned piece by piece, it would have to be auctioned until the Year of the Monkey.

Therefore, auctions are conducted in batches, one thousand yuan at a time.

Like the rough stone that Lin Chen fancyed, numbered 0597, it will be released in the first batch among the thousand.

A few minutes, after everyone is seated.

A girl in a sexy cheongsam walked to the front of the stage.

"Welcome to participate in this year's marked auction."

Barabara made a speech, and then announced the start of the auction.

As her voice fell, the numbers on the big screen on the field began to scroll quickly.

Obviously, there are already guest offers!

Lin Chen glanced at the 0597 rough, the reserve price was 200,000 euros.

This price is already quite stunned. If a piece of wool has a cracked sky, if it is outside, dare to quote the price of 1.5 million soft sister coins, it is not allowed to be beaten to death!

"Huh? I didn't expect the knife boss to be the supervisor."

"Supervisor? Which one? Who is the knife owner?"

There was a sound of discussion from the crowd.

Lin Chen frowned and looked to the side.

A black and thin man, neatly dressed, sat on the supervisory bench, staring at the big screen blankly.

Knife par!

Why does he appear here?

You know, the Emerald Public Market is an official event!

Lin Chen's brain short-circuited for a moment, and he obviously didn't expect to encounter a knife handkerchief in such a place.

Could it be that the owner of the jade factory has an official background?

If this is the case, it will be troublesome.

When he was in the bar yesterday, he just provided a clue to Fu Weiwei. If the identity of this knife is so complicated, it might not be a simple matter to move him.

Lin Chen watched for a few seconds, then looked back calmly.

He still doesn't want to deal with the knives.

As time goes by slowly, prices are constantly refreshed.

Lin Chen didn't pay attention to the others, always staring at the 0597 offer.

What made him somewhat relieved was that no one was optimistic about the rough stone at all, so the price was still the original 200,000 euros.

It seems that this time it went smoothly. If you can get it at this price, it would be considered a leak.

Thinking about it, Lin Chen's expression relaxed a little, and he was about to make a new offer.

But when he just lifted his finger, he was about to press on the bidder...

For the stone number 0597, the price bar scrolled a bit.

210,000 euros.

"bad thing!"

Lin Chen's heart shuddered. Someone really wanted to take a picture of this shattered wool.

"Lin Chen, what's wrong with you?"

Xiao Qi and Lin Yu beside him clearly noticed his strangeness.

"nothing."

Lin Chen shook his head without explaining too much, and glanced at the mobile phone live broadcast room.

There are few barrage. Most netizens are staring at the big screen, obviously feeling the atmosphere on the court, a little nervous.

"Why is there sweat on the anchor's head? Isn't it because the material you were fancying was posted first?"

"It hurts so much. I really want to wipe off his sweat in the past and use my fragrant jade hands."

"Fragrant jade hands, pick the chicken claws of your feet."

"The anchor, don't be nervous, every guest has the right to choose a lot of wool. Under this situation, some people deliberately cast their nets in order to confuse the audience, the purpose is to divert attention."

Hearing this, Lin Chen couldn't help nodding slightly, it made sense...

Netizens are really knowledgeable.

"You cast the net, and I also cast it."

With a snort, Lin Chen started to operate indiscriminately, no matter what the material was, he directly increased the price.

Also, I didn't add much each time to prevent it from falling into my own hands.

"Fuck! Who the hell added 1 euro?"

"I also added 1 Euro to this piece!"

"You still bring such a play? Who is so wicked, stand up and see if I can clean up you!"

"It's bad, it's pus, be careful that the ancestral tomb is planed!"

Many people scolded and became angry.

You know, although it shows that there is no limit to bidding, there is no limit to each increase, but there is at least a tacit understanding between everyone, basically in the unit of 10,000.

But this guy is good, 1 Euro...

8 yuan!

Too bad of him!

"Hahaha, anchor 6666, show off!"

"1 euro? Your kid is really a damn talent!"

"After identification, the anchor is just a stick of shit!"

"Now it's all right, the water is completely mixed up."

"Looking at such a handsome little brother, he is actually a black belly, and I love it."

"It's over, it's a love rival."

Netizens were all manipulated by Lin Chen's show, and they couldn't laugh.

Lin Chen didn't care about those things and continued to operate in a frantic manner.

Of course, he is also purposeful, and the bidding is for materials that are more competitive, so that he won't fall into his own hands.

At the meeting, it was silent at first.

Then, there was a round of discussions, and some people stood up uncomfortably.

After another five minutes, everyone could not sit still, cursing with a dark face!

While scolding, he scanned with eagle eyes to find out which son who had no buttocks did this wicked thing.

You know, most of the people in the venue came with missions. They couldn't afford to play in the dark label area, and the standard king couldn't play it. At least they had to bring back some medium-quality materials, which was also an explanation.

now what?

Finally, I took a few dollars and quoted the price. Oh, someone raised the price.

Not much to add, 1 Euro.

Isn't this fucking deliberately disgusting?

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