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Chapter 321 In the auction

Although the tortoise shell is ancient and carries a long history, it does not have ornamental value, but it has considerable research value, so few people came forward to compete. In the end, an old man with a white beard wearing glasses and a Tang suit paid 120

Bought it for 10,000 yuan.

Next is a purple clay teapot. Its history is that it was used by someone in the Ming Dynasty. It is a name that Zhang Taiping has never heard of, but it seems to be somewhat famous. It should be because many people sitting here started whispering to each other.

"The base price of this purple clay teapot is 500,000 yuan. Bidding starts now, and the price will be increased by at least 5,000 yuan each time." The cheongsam woman said after unveiling the purple clay teapot.

Five hundred thousand is the basic value estimated by the auction house. After the auction, the price will be higher than lower. In this way, basically every seller can receive a price that exceeds his estimate. This is the benefit of the auction. But the auction house

The fee drawn from it is not cheap, 5% interest will be drawn for those with less than one million, and 3% interest will be drawn for those with more than 10,000 yuan. Even so, people who only want to send their things to the auction house still have to pay.

The Prince of Crossing the River.

However, the auction house will conduct a careful appraisal and investigation of each item delivered. First, make sure that the origin is not bad, and select some items that are more representative or have special significance for auction.

"Five hundred and fifty thousand!" As soon as the cheongsam woman finished speaking, someone hurriedly called out the price. This kind of loud bidding and large price increase actually expressed an attitude that I must get this thing, and I am not short of money.

Generally, people who don't really want this thing will give up when encountering this kind of situation. No one will do something that offends others, is thankless, and doesn't show anything. Of course, they also want this thing and are malicious.

Except for bidders.

The purple clay pot on the auction stage was somewhat similar to the one he gave to the old man. Zhang Taiping couldn't help but take a closer look.

The fat man also looked at the big screen carefully and said: "Commander, I see how this looks like the one in your old man's hand?"

Zhang Taiping nodded: "I looked at them carefully just now, but they are very similar."

When Zhao Qingsi heard what Zhang Taiping said, she suddenly remembered that her old man had also said this. She looked envious of the purple clay pot in the hands of the Zhang family's old man. So she looked at the purple clay pot again and had some thoughts in her mind.

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Zhang Taiping saw that she was a little interested, so he asked casually: "What? The little fox is also interested in this purple clay pot?" Calling her by her full name was a bit awkward, and removing the word "Zhao" seemed a bit too close, so

Zhang Taiping simply called her by her previous nickname.

Little Fox was the nickname they gave Zhao Qingsi when she was still in junior high school, because every time she fought, she would hide behind Dashuai Zhang, which was quite a bit like a fox pretending to be a tiger, and she was the one who came up with ideas every time they fought.

, so everyone called her the little fox.

Zhang Taiping's little fox words made the two people next to him feel completely opposite.

Maybe it brought back the crazy and tireless years when he was young, the crazy but youthful years, or something else. Anyway, Zhao Qingsi's face bloomed after hearing Zhang Taiping's words.

A bright and charming smile.

Tian Feng's mood was completely opposite. Judging from their previous conversation, he thought they were just casual friends, but the words "little fox" and the smile on Zhao Qingsi's face told him that it was not that simple.

There must be something between people, because the nickname of this little fox

He had never heard of it. He couldn't help but be a little more wary of Zhang Taiping, thinking about finding someone to find out the details of this big man named Zhang Dashuai later. He was full of psychological activities, but his face didn't show anything.

The strange expression, still smiling silently, can be seen in the city.

"Well, my grandpa is very envious of Grandpa Zhang's purple clay teapot. I'm thinking of buying this one as a gift to grandpa." Zhao Qingsi replied.

The fat man said from the side: "Then I will bid for you?" Although the fat man doesn't buy things himself, he likes to do things like bidding.

Zhao Qingsi nodded towards the fat man, and the fat man shouted loudly: "Five hundred and sixty thousand!"

Tian Feng didn't say anything like "If you like it, I'll buy it and give it to you". He closed his eyes wisely and didn't even bid. He knew that if he bid once, no matter whether he succeeded or not, what he would get would not be gratitude but gratitude.

Frowning, you can't fall into the trap of pursuing a woman like Zhao Qingsi, because the money and power behind her is no worse than anyone else. You can only impress her bit by bit with patience.

There was a lot of excitement when someone was bidding, and the hall instantly became quiet. There was no shortage of people watching the excitement no matter where they were. The only difference was in the attitude and way of watching the excitement.

After Fatty bid, some people started to increase their bids.

"Five hundred and seventy thousand!"

"Five hundred and eighty thousand!"

The middle-aged man who first bid for 550,000 had no intention of making a one-time deal, and was not bothered by others bidding. After 580,000, no one raised the bid and suddenly shouted: "630,000!" Still!

An additional 50,000 was added at one time.

The scene fell silent again. But the cheongsam woman had many ways to deal with this kind of situation. She used the screen to describe some of the advantages of the purple clay teapot.

The fat man asked Zhao Qingsi: "What is your bottom line price?"

Zhao Qingsi said calmly: "There is no bottom line price, until you get it."

The fat man was stunned for a moment, then nodded to show that he understood: "Seven hundred and thirty thousand!" The fat man estimated that the maximum price of this purple clay teapot should be around 750,000, and there is still value for collection within 750,000.

If it exceeds 800,000, even if it can increase in value in the future, it will not make money. But the fat man suddenly increased the price by 100,000, and what he wanted was the momentum of never giving up until he got it.

The middle-aged man opened his mouth and finally gave up the bidding.

After a pause of more than ten seconds, no one raised the price. The cheongsam woman asked several times. She knew that the bidding for this item was almost over, so she stopped wasting time and quickly knocked the wooden hammer three times to announce the item.

Belongs to a fat person.

But it was not the fat man who stood up, but a graceful beauty sitting at the same table. Everyone present was not surprised at all. We have seen this kind of situation many times.

When Zhao Qingsi went to the backstage to pay and pick up the goods, the next item was delivered to the auction table. Many of the next few items were sold for five to six million, but there was no one that everyone was interested in, so a table of six people just looked at it.

He said nothing.

It wasn't until someone in the background brought up a long box and said a few words in the cheongsam woman's ear that Zhang Taiping became interested. To be precise, it aroused everyone's interest, because the contents of the box did not belong to the pre-planned content in the booklet.

Any good thing.

This is a sword. The cheongsam woman took it out of the box and placed it on the table. The full projection of the sword was displayed on the big screen.

The sword is about one meter long, and the scabbard is simple, but the top is slightly smooth, obviously the original owner touched it with his hands.

The cheongsam woman said: "This is not something that was previously arranged, but was added temporarily. The original owner of the sword needed some money due to an emergency, so he sent it to the auction. There are some connections, so it can be added temporarily."

There was no reaction or rejection to the cheongsam girl's suggestion that she join in because of relationships. People who can do this are not stupid people. They understand that this is a realistic state of society. This society is originally about relationships.

society.

The cheongsam girl continued: "I felt that everyone might be interested, so I joined them temporarily. It was also my first time contacting you, and I didn't know much information. I only knew that the base price was three million, and each increase would be at least one hundred thousand. Now let's give it a try.

Everyone, take a look at the things and determine their value, and those who know the goods can bid for them."

A maid standing nearby holds the sword box in her hand and slowly walks from the front row to the back. Anyone who is interested can pick up the sword and take a look.

When he arrived at Zhang Taiping's place, the fat man picked it up, looked at it and said, "It's an ancient sword. It's quite heavy." After pulling out a three-inch long sword, his eyes were reflected on the autumn-like blade. "Okay.

Sword!" The fat man sighed.

After the fat man read it, everyone at the table took turns to read it again. After Zhang Taiping took it in his hand, he pulled out the entire sword blade, and a white light shone just above his eyes. He flicked the sword blade lightly, and made a sound like

The sword roared like a dragon's roar. Upon hearing this sound, those who knew the goods immediately showed joy on their faces.

Zhang Taiping sighed: "It's a good sword!" This sword is comparable to the sword Grandma Ye Ling gave him.

When the sword box returned to the auction table, the cheongsam woman said: "I don't know much about this spare part, so I can't explain it to you. Its auction depends on your own eyesight. Now let's get started."

After the cheongsam woman finished speaking, many people were obviously interested, but no one bid. For a moment, the scene fell silent and you could hear a needle drop.

In this scene, the cheongsam woman not only didn't panic but felt even happier because the more the opening was like this, the more intense the bidding became, and the scene became more popular even without adding any salt or vinegar to it. So now he is sitting firmly on the Diaoyutai, holding the

Teacup moistened his throat and looked at the people below who were secretly competing with each other with a smile.

Two minutes passed, and the scene was still silent, but no one urged anything. It seemed that everyone was very patient at this moment.

Finally, someone couldn't help it anymore and came up with a suggestion: "Three million!"

This sound was like the fuse of a dynamite pack, and the scene immediately became boiling.

"Three million and two hundred thousand!" But it was the old man in Tang suit who took the first tortoise shell. I heard he was a professor in the Department of Archeology of Northwest University, and now he came to bid for this ancient sword again.

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