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Although the tortoise shell is ancient and carries a long history, it does not have ornamental value, but has a lot of research value, so few people stood up to compete, and finally it was sold by a white-bearded old man with glasses and Tang suit for 120 million Bought it.

Next is a purple sand teapot, its history is still something that was used by someone in the Ming Dynasty.A name that Zhang Taiping had never heard of, but he seemed to be somewhat famous, because many people sitting there started whispering to each other.

"The base price of this purple clay teapot is 50 yuan, and the bidding starts now, and the price will be increased by at least [-] yuan each time." The cheongsam woman said after showing the purple clay teapot.

50 is the basic value estimated by the auction house. After the auction, the price will not be low. In this way, basically every seller can receive a price that exceeds his own estimate. This is the benefit of the auction.However, the auction house also charges a lot of money, 100% for those below 5.00 million, and [-]% for those above [-].Even so, people who want to send their things to the auction house are still like Jiang Zhiqing.

It's just that the auction house will conduct a careful appraisal and investigation of each item sent over, first of all, to ensure that the origin is not very bad, and select some more representative or special items for auction.

"55!" As soon as the cheongsam woman's voice fell, someone hurriedly asked for the price.This kind of loud bidding and large price increase actually expresses an attitude, that is, I am bound to get this thing, and it is not short of money.

Generally, when encountering this kind of situation, people who didn't firmly want this thing will give up. No one will do something that offends others, is thankless, and doesn't show much.Of course, except for those who want this thing wholeheartedly and malicious bidders.

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

The fat man also looked at the big screen carefully and said, "Master, why does this look a bit like the one in your old man's hand?"

Zhang Taiping nodded: "I also took a closer look just now, but they are very similar."

Hearing what Zhang Taiping said, Zhao Qingsi suddenly remembered that his old man had also said this, and he seemed quite envious of the purple clay pot in the hands of the old man of the Zhang family.So she looked at the purple clay pot again, and had some thoughts in her mind.

Zhang Taiping saw her agitated, so he asked casually: "Why? The little fox is also interested in this purple sand pot?" It's a little bit out of place to call her full name directly, and it seems a bit too close to her without the word Zhao, so Zhang Taiping simply called her by her previous nickname.

Little Fox was the nickname they gave Zhao Qingsi when they were still in junior high school, because every time she fought, she hid behind Dashuai Zhang, which was a bit like a fake tiger's prestige, and she was the one who came up with ideas every time they fought. , so everyone called her Little Fox.

Zhang Taiping's "little fox" made the two people around him feel completely opposite.

Maybe it brought back the crazy and tireless years when I was a child, the crazy but youthful years, or something else, anyway, Zhao Qingsi's face bloomed after hearing Zhang Taiping's call. A bright and charming smile.

But Tian Feng's mood was completely opposite. Judging from their previous conversation, he thought they were just casual friends, but the sentence "little fox" and the smile on Zhao Qingsi's face told him that it was not that simple. There must be something among people, because he has never heard of the nickname of this little fox.I couldn't help being a little more wary of Zhang Taiping in my heart, thinking about finding someone to check the details of this big man named Zhang Dashuai later.He has a lot of mental activities, but there is no strange expression on his face, and he is still smiling silently, which can be seen in the city.

"Well, my grandpa is very envious of Grandpa Zhang's purple sand pot, and I'm thinking of buying this as a gift for grandpa." Zhao Qingsi replied.

Fatty said beside him: "Then I will bid for you?" Although Fatty doesn't buy things himself, he likes to do bidding.

Zhao Qingsi nodded towards the fat man, and the fat man shouted loudly: "56!"

Tian Feng didn't say anything like "If you like it, I'll buy it and give it to you". He closed the bid wisely without even bidding. He knew that if he bids, he won't get gratitude but Frowning, chasing a woman like Zhao Qingsi can't fall into a cliché, because the money and power behind her is no worse than anyone else, so I can only impress her bit by bit with patience.

When someone bids, there will be lively watching, and the hall instantly becomes quiet. No matter where there are no shortage of spectators, the only difference lies in the attitudes and ways of watching the excitement.

After the fat man bid, some people began to follow suit.

"57 million!"

"58 million!"

The middle-aged man who was the first to bid for 55 didn't even think about making a one-shot deal, and he didn't feel annoyed if someone bid. After 58, no one raised the bid and suddenly shouted: "63!" It was still an increase of [-] at a time.

The scene fell silent again.But there are ways for women in cheongsams to deal with this kind of situation, mobilizing the screen to tell a series of points about the purple clay pot.

The fat man asked Zhao Qingsi, "What's your bottom line price?"

Zhao Qingsi said indifferently: "There is no bottom line price, you can only get your hands on it."

The fat man froze for a moment, then nodded to show that he understood: "73!" The fat man estimated that the limit price of this purple sand pot should be around 75, and there is still value within 75. If it exceeds 80, even It will increase in value in the future and will not make money.And the fat man suddenly increased the price by [-], all he wanted was this kind of momentum that would never stop until he got a bid.

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

After stopping for more than ten seconds, no one raised the bid. The cheongsam woman asked several times. She knew that the auction for this item was over, so she didn't waste any more time, and quickly tapped the wooden hammer three times to announce the item. It belongs to the fat man.

But it was not the fat man who stood up, but a beautiful woman at the same table.Everyone here didn't make any fuss, and everyone has seen this kind of situation a lot.

When Zhao Qingsi went to the backstage to pay for the goods, the next item was delivered to the auction table.Among the next few things, there were many photographs of 600 million, but no one was interested, so a table of six people just watched without making a sound.

It wasn't until a person in the background brought up a long box and said a few words in the ear of the woman in cheongsam that Zhang Taiping's interest was aroused.Rather, it aroused everyone's interest, because the contents of the box did not belong to any of the pre-planned items in the booklet.

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 and simple, but the top is slightly smooth, obviously the original owner has often touched it with his hands.

The cheongsam woman said: "This is not something that was arranged before, but it was added temporarily. The original owner of the sword needed some money for an urgent matter, and sent it to auction. It has something to do with it, so it can be added temporarily."

There is no reaction or rejection to what the cheongsam girl said because of her relationship. Those who can do it are not stupid, and they understand that this is a reality of society.This society is inherently a relational society.

The cheongsam woman continued: "I felt that everyone might be interested, so I added it temporarily. It is also my first contact, and I don't know much information. I only know that the base price is 300 million, and each increase is at least [-]. Now let everyone Take a look at the things, identify the value of the things, and those who know the goods will then bid."

A maid standing beside held the sword box in her hand and walked slowly from the front row to the back. Those who are interested can pick up the sword and have a look.

When he arrived at Zhang Taiping's place, the fat man took a look and said, "It's an ancient sword, quite heavy." After pulling out the three-inch long sword, his eyes were reflected on the blade like autumn water. "Good sword!" Fatty exclaimed.

After the fat man finished watching, people at the table took turns to read it.After Zhang Taiping got it in his hand, he pulled out the whole blade, and a white light just reflected on his eyes.He flicked lightly on the sword body, making a sword cry like a dragon chant.Hearing this voice, those who know the goods immediately showed joy.

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

When the sword box returned to the auction stage, the woman in cheongsam said, "I don't know much about this spare part, so I can't explain it to you. Its auction level is as good as your own eyesight. Alright, let's start."

After the cheongsam woman's words, it was obvious that many people were moved, but no one bid, and the scene fell silent for a while, and the needles could be heard.

In such a scene, the cheongsam woman not only does not panic, but feels happier in her heart, because the more the opening is like this, the more intense the bidding will be, and even the scene will become hot without adding salt and vinegar by himself, so now he is sitting firmly on the Diaoyutai, holding The teacup moistened his throat and looked at some people secretly competing with each other with a smile on his face.

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

Finally someone couldn't help it anymore, and came up with a throwing brick: "300 million!"

This sound was like the fuse of a dynamite package, and the scene immediately boiled.

"320 million!" It was the old man in Tang suit who took the first tortoise shell. I heard that he was a professor of the Department of Archeology of Northwest University. Now he came to bid for this ancient sword again.Although the tortoise shell is ancient and carries a long history, it does not have ornamental value, but has a lot of research value, so few people stood up to compete, and finally it was sold by a white-bearded old man with glasses and Tang suit for 120 million Bought it.

Next is a purple sand teapot, its history is still something that was used by someone in the Ming Dynasty.A name that Zhang Taiping had never heard of, but he seemed to be somewhat famous, because many people sitting there started whispering to each other.

"The base price of this purple clay teapot is 50 yuan, and the bidding starts now, and the price will be increased by at least [-] yuan each time." The cheongsam woman said after showing the purple clay teapot.

50 is the basic value estimated by the auction house. After the auction, the price will not be low. In this way, basically every seller can receive a price that exceeds his own estimate. This is the benefit of the auction.However, the auction house also charges a lot of money, 100% for those below 5.00 million, and [-]% for those above [-].Even so, people who want to send their things to the auction house are still like Jiang Zhiqing.

It's just that the auction house will conduct a careful appraisal and investigation of each item sent over, first of all, to ensure that the origin is not very bad, and select some more representative or special items for auction.

"55!" As soon as the cheongsam woman's voice fell, someone hurriedly asked for the price.This kind of loud bidding and large price increase actually expresses an attitude, that is, I am bound to get this thing, and it is not short of money.

Generally, when encountering this kind of situation, people who didn't firmly want this thing will give up. No one will do something that offends others, is thankless, and doesn't show much.Of course, except for those who want this thing wholeheartedly and malicious bidders.

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

The fat man also looked at the big screen carefully and said, "Master, why does this look a bit like the one in your old man's hand?"

Zhang Taiping nodded: "I also took a closer look just now, but they are very similar."

Hearing what Zhang Taiping said, Zhao Qingsi suddenly remembered that his old man had also said this, and he seemed quite envious of the purple clay pot in the hands of the old man of the Zhang family.So she looked at the purple clay pot again, and had some thoughts in her mind.

Zhang Taiping saw her agitated, so he asked casually: "Why? The little fox is also interested in this purple sand pot?" It's a little bit out of place to call her full name directly, and it seems a bit too close to her without the word Zhao, so Zhang Taiping simply called her by her previous nickname.

Little Fox was the nickname they gave Zhao Qingsi when they were still in junior high school, because every time she fought, she hid behind Dashuai Zhang, which was a bit like a fake tiger's prestige, and she was the one who came up with ideas every time they fought. , so everyone called her Little Fox.

Zhang Taiping's "little fox" made the two people around him feel completely opposite.

Maybe it brought back the crazy and tireless years when I was a child, the crazy but youthful years, or something else, anyway, Zhao Qingsi's face bloomed after hearing Zhang Taiping's call. A bright and charming smile.

But Tian Feng's mood was completely opposite. Judging from their previous conversation, he thought they were just casual friends, but the sentence "little fox" and the smile on Zhao Qingsi's face told him that it was not that simple. There must be something among people, because he has never heard of the nickname of this little fox.I couldn't help being a little more wary of Zhang Taiping in my heart, thinking about finding someone to check the details of this big man named Zhang Dashuai later.He has a lot of mental activities, but there is no strange expression on his face, and he is still smiling silently, which can be seen in the city.

"Well, my grandpa is very envious of Grandpa Zhang's purple sand pot, and I'm thinking of buying this as a gift for grandpa." Zhao Qingsi replied.

Fatty said beside him: "Then I will bid for you?" Although Fatty doesn't buy things himself, he likes to do bidding.

Zhao Qingsi nodded towards the fat man, and the fat man shouted loudly: "56!"

Tian Feng didn't say anything like "If you like it, I'll buy it and give it to you". He closed the bid wisely without even bidding. He knew that if he bids, he won't get gratitude but Frowning, chasing a woman like Zhao Qingsi can't fall into a cliché, because the money and power behind her is no worse than anyone else, so I can only impress her bit by bit with patience.

When someone bids, there will be lively watching, and the hall instantly becomes quiet. No matter where there are no shortage of spectators, the only difference lies in the attitudes and ways of watching the excitement.

After the fat man bid, some people began to follow suit.

"57 million!"

"58 million!"

The middle-aged man who was the first to bid for 55 didn't even think about making a one-shot deal, and he didn't feel annoyed if someone bid. After 58, no one raised the bid and suddenly shouted: "63!" It was still an increase of [-] at a time.

The scene fell silent again.But there are ways for women in cheongsams to deal with this kind of situation, mobilizing the screen to tell a series of points about the purple clay pot.

The fat man asked Zhao Qingsi, "What's your bottom line price?"

Zhao Qingsi said indifferently: "There is no bottom line price, you can only get your hands on it."

The fat man froze for a moment, then nodded to show that he understood: "73!" The fat man estimated that the limit price of this purple sand pot should be around 75, and there is still value within 75. If it exceeds 80, even It will increase in value in the future and will not make money.And the fat man suddenly increased the price by [-], all he wanted was this kind of momentum that would never stop until he got a bid.

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

After stopping for more than ten seconds, no one raised the bid. The cheongsam woman asked several times. She knew that the auction for this item was over, so she didn't waste any more time, and quickly tapped the wooden hammer three times to announce the item. It belongs to the fat man.

But it was not the fat man who stood up, but a beautiful woman at the same table.Everyone here didn't make any fuss, and everyone has seen this kind of situation a lot.

When Zhao Qingsi went to the backstage to pay for the goods, the next item was delivered to the auction table.Among the next few things, there were many photographs of 600 million, but no one was interested, so a table of six people just watched without making a sound.

It wasn't until a person in the background brought up a long box and said a few words in the ear of the woman in cheongsam that Zhang Taiping's interest was aroused.Rather, it aroused everyone's interest, because the contents of the box did not belong to any of the pre-planned items in the booklet.

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 and simple, but the top is slightly smooth, obviously the original owner has often touched it with his hands.

The cheongsam woman said: "This is not something that was arranged before, but it was added temporarily. The original owner of the sword needed some money for an urgent matter, and sent it to auction. It has something to do with it, so it can be added temporarily."

There is no reaction or rejection to what the cheongsam girl said because of her relationship. Those who can do it are not stupid, and they understand that this is a reality of society.This society is inherently a relational society.

The cheongsam woman continued: "I felt that everyone might be interested, so I added it temporarily. It is also my first contact, and I don't know much information. I only know that the base price is 300 million, and each increase is at least [-]. Now let everyone Take a look at the things, identify the value of the things, and those who know the goods will then bid."

A maid standing beside held the sword box in her hand and walked slowly from the front row to the back. Those who are interested can pick up the sword and have a look.

When he arrived at Zhang Taiping's place, the fat man took a look and said, "It's an ancient sword, quite heavy." After pulling out the three-inch long sword, his eyes were reflected on the blade like autumn water. "Good sword!" Fatty exclaimed.

After the fat man finished watching, people at the table took turns to read it.After Zhang Taiping got it in his hand, he pulled out the whole blade, and a white light just reflected on his eyes.He flicked lightly on the sword body, making a sword cry like a dragon chant.Hearing this voice, those who know the goods immediately showed joy.

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

When the sword box returned to the auction stage, the woman in cheongsam said, "I don't know much about this spare part, so I can't explain it to you. Its auction level is as good as your own eyesight. Alright, let's start."

After the cheongsam woman's words, it was obvious that many people were moved, but no one bid, and the scene fell silent for a while, and the needles could be heard.

In such a scene, the cheongsam woman not only does not panic, but feels happier in her heart, because the more the opening is like this, the more intense the bidding will be, and even the scene will become hot without adding salt and vinegar by himself, so now he is sitting firmly on the Diaoyutai, holding The teacup moistened his throat and looked at some people secretly competing with each other with a smile on his face.

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

Finally someone couldn't help it anymore, and came up with a throwing brick: "300 million!"

This sound was like the fuse of a dynamite package, and the scene immediately boiled.

"320 million!" It was the old man in Tang suit who took the first tortoise shell. I heard that he was a professor of the Department of Archeology of Northwest University. Now he came to bid for this ancient sword again.