A small farmer's daughter-in-law

Chapter 137 Chapter 137 Reserve Price
At this moment, the people in the venue had almost left. After Lin Xiaoxiao sat down, she probably glanced at the scattered people beside her. Originally, there were about one or two hundred people sitting at the auction of the land. After the auction of the land, all of a sudden all gone.

There were only 30 people left, sitting sparsely around the venue, and basically most of the people who sat in the second row before, compared to the first row.

The first row, which was crowded with people before, was completely empty at the moment. It can be seen that the big boss is a big boss after all, and he doesn't even care about the small business of auctioning old houses.

At this moment, the host on the stage began to quote the reserve price, and explained the auction rules by the way.

"The base price of this house is 3000 yuan. You have signs in your hands. The first time you raise your sign is the reserve price. After that, you will add 500 yuan each time you raise your sign. The one with the highest price will win."

The host tried to be as simple as possible when he said it. After all, in such a huge venue, there is no need to burn it if there are [-] or [-] people sitting here and there scattered.

Because there are too few people, no matter how much passion you burn, if you sell a few old houses, people may buy them or stay to watch the excitement.

Sure enough, as soon as the host's voice fell, the audience fell silent, and everyone's eyes were flicking around, wanting to see if anyone took the order?

The host's eyes scanned the venue, but he didn't see the imaginary placard, so he asked impatiently.

"Is there anyone who wants this house? If not, the auction will be passed."

The old houses on the unit, to put it bluntly, are equivalent to abandoned houses. When the original unit left, the objects and materials that could be used were basically removed and pried away, making the original good houses unrecognizable. What a waste of money for decoration!

Houses these days are basically not expensive, and no one is flipping houses. People have no intention of hoarding houses to make money, and they don’t have the concept of prime locations and golden pavements in the city. Therefore, buying a house for 3000 yuan is a good idea for ordinary people or ordinary families. Speaking of which, it's already a big deal.

Those who can enter the venue are not idiots, who the hell would leave other people's good houses and refuse to buy them, and come to the venue to take pictures of some abandoned houses!
But there is no way, the auction of the old house is just a finale of the auction of the land, since the previous owner has explained it, if it is sold or not, it will not be able to explain it through the motions.

The host's eyes swept over the scattered people in the field again, and found that except for a few people in the audience who gathered together to whisper and occasionally chat a few words, no one raised their cards, so they had to raise the hammer in their hands. , the last question of intentionality.

"Are you sure no one wants to take pictures?"

If no one raises a sign to bid for this house, with the hammer in his hand, it will be announced that the house has passed the auction.

But at this moment, someone held up a sign in an inconspicuous corner of the back row.

At first the host thought his eyes were blurred, but when he blinked and looked over again, the sign was still held high, and the little girl holding the sign was really cool in a white dress, Paired with a pair of blue jeans, he stood on the bench in case he couldn't see the sign, and his eyes were full of determination.

The host who was about to announce that the auction of the house had passed couldn't help but feel a little bit of slander

"Hey, someone really raised a sign to auction a house."

The mouth is extremely excited.

"3000 yuan for the first time!"

If no one raises a sign, it can be regarded as a failed auction, but if someone raises a sign, one has to follow the rules.

What if someone whose head was kicked by a donkey came out to compete with this little girl for an auction?

Everyone present stared at Lin Xiaoxiao in unison, their eyes were clearly looking at a mentally handicapped person, and they couldn't help but slander from the bottom of their hearts.

What can I not buy with 3000 yuan, but a dilapidated house. Although the quality of the houses in the system was very good when they were built, do they need repairs to live in?

As for how far the repairs can go, it's not certain. Whose family does this little girl belong to?The adults don't care, let it out to prodigal?
Lin Xiaoxiao stood on the stool with her back straight, resisting the strange eyes and strange smiles from all directions.

Still holding the sign in his hand high.

She doesn't understand, isn't it just taking pictures of an old house?Why are so many people's gazes suddenly burning towards her like lit torches? Isn't it because these people stay here that they are photographing the house?It's about watching other people having fun.

The host on the stage looked at the eyes of everyone, and was about to overwhelm the stubborn little girl on the stool, so he quickly asked a second sentence.

"3000 yuan for the second time, is there anything higher than this?"

As a member of the system, he was sent to preside over the auction of old houses. He knew better than anyone that this was an auction that did not necessarily have a buyer.

Now that someone is willing to accompany him to complete this lonely and embarrassing auction, then he must always take care of it, and don't let the other party fight too alone.

Thinking of this, the host slapped the sledgehammer in his hand, and roared towards the audience with great emotion.

"3000 yuan for the third time, congratulations to this little girl for bidding the first house in this real estate auction."

The host on the backstage smiled and took the lead in applauding.

After drumming a few times, he suddenly found that he was the only one applauding in the audience, then put down his hand in embarrassment, suppressed the smile on his face depressedly, and announced with the microphone.

"The owner of the house that has been photographed should pay the money to the government public relations department within 15 days and change the property rights of the house. Please ask the staff to leave the bidder's information at the venue to complete the follow-up replacement procedures."

After speaking, he saw a few staff members walking out of the backstage, walking towards Lin Xiaoxiao with notebooks, pens and other things, obviously to leave relevant information.

Lin Xiaoxiao gently put down the sign she was holding in her hand, and breathed a sigh of relief.

"Fortunately, no one bid on this house with her, and won the house at the reserve price."

This was beyond his expectation. He thought that all the houses auctioned by the government would be delicious.

But things backfired, and people at this time seemed to have no interest in old properties at all.

If the foreclosure of the court in the 21st century and the disposal of the bad properties of the government, people from all walks of life with money in their pockets would have been robbed and bloody.

Because foreclosure and non-performing properties are much cheaper than the market price, whether they are bought for living or investment, there is a lot of room for appreciation.

The staff quickly came to Lin Xiaoxiao's side, and spoke politely and distantly.

"Hello, please leave your personal information and ID card to us for subsequent property replacement."

Speaking of handing over a form, Lin Xiaoxiao brushed it with a dry brush, filled out the form in a few strokes, and then took out her pocket.

(End of this chapter)