My system, you can't mess with it

Chapter 583

Soon 22 treasures were photographed, and some people were happy while others were worried.

Some people took pictures of valuable treasures, while others spent tens of millions to take pictures of rubbish.

auctions

Tang Ming's hands were itchy again, and in the end he bought another spittoon from the Republic of China period worth only tens of thousands for 200 million yuan, and he lived up to his reputation as a bad god.

Bai Jie was also very bad. He spent 100 million yuan, but in the end he only got a landscape painting by an unknown artist in the Republic of China, worth only a few hundred thousand.

Of course, some valuable things were also photographed. Some people photographed calligraphy masters of the Tang Dynasty worth tens of millions, and some photographed priceless white marble inkstones.

But to people's disappointment, the priceless treasures never appeared again. It can be said that the buyers lost money even with several auction items.

With the inflated prices of the next few treasures, people also calmed down.

At this time, people calmed down and stopped spending money desperately. Many people suspected that the legendary Ningshen Pill was simply a hype of the merchants.

The 23rd treasure that was just sold was only sold for 60 yuan.

During this period, Xia Xing hadn't made a move and had been watching the excitement.

At this time, the bidding for the 24th treasure started again.

"I'll offer 20." This time, Xia Xing followed suit again.

Xia Xing suddenly started bidding and immediately attracted everyone's attention.

This kid is the biggest winner of this auction.

Looking at the colorful Luo Yushi necklace on Yang Weiwei's neck, many people felt a little unbalanced.

Why did you take such a valuable treasure for 20 yuan?
Tang Ming gritted his teeth: "50."

Xia Xing smiled: "60."

"One million." This time, Bai Jie joined in the excitement.

Driven by Xia Xing, several rich second generations pushed the price to new highs again and again.

"500 million!"

"800 million!"

"1000 million!"

……

This time, Xia Xing seemed to be determined to win this treasure, so he directly offered 2000 million.

Meng Jiaoer looked at Xia Xing more and more pleasing to her eyes.

This auction can be said to be the auction that raised the most funds in the past, and this No. 88 has contributed a lot.

At this time, Xia Xing called out 2000 million directly.

The hall was dead silent.

After all, although a high price of 2000 million to 500 million was just offered, these people lost money after the lot was announced.

This time, Xia Xing actually offered 2000 million again.

To follow or not to follow?
Tang Ming, Bai Jie, and the other rich second generations all began to hesitate.

Xia Xing was not in a hurry at all, and said to Meng Jiaoer: "Miss Jiaoer, I don't think anyone has increased the price, hurry up and drop the hammer, I'm still waiting to get the Concentration Pill."

"Concentration Pill?" Hearing this word, Tang Ming felt an urge to churn his blood.

Today he has drawn nearly 5000 million, but he took a pile of rubbish in the end, and he became a laughing stock in the eyes of others.

If he took a picture of a Concentration Pill, not only could he make money, but he could even save face.

Gritting his teeth, when Meng Jiaoer's hammer was about to be finalized, Tang Ming finally roared, "2200 million."

The hall was silent.

Xia Xing was also taken aback for a moment, glanced at Tang Ming, and then couldn't help but raised his thumb.

"You are still stupid, you have a lot of money, and the opportunity is given to you."

Seeing that Xia Xing did not increase the price, Tang Ming's head cleared up.

Just a moment of brain fever, I seem to be fooled again.

"2200 million, this has exceeded many people's expectations." So no one continued to increase the price.

As Meng Jiaoer's hammer fell, Tang Ming captured the shadow box again.

At this moment, Tang Ming's heart was already in his throat. Whether he could save face today and not become the laughing stock of others depended on this fight.

Everyone's eyes were also fixed on the slowly opening cassette on the stage.

Xia Xing had a mysterious smile on his face, he already knew what was inside.

The cassette was opened, and when they saw the items inside, everyone in the auction hall burst out laughing.

It turned out to be a sexy maid outfit inside.

This time Meng Jiaoer finally burst out laughing.

But she still held back her smile and explained: "This maid outfit is a prop for the movie Brokeback Mountain, I hope Mr. 28 will like it."

Tang Ming looked at the alluring maid outfit, his face twitched a few times, and he almost vomited blood.

"I don't care about gays, who the hell likes maid outfits?"

This is simply a satire on him.

Bai Jie, who was originally depressed by taking pictures of trash, was so laughing that he couldn't straighten up. Seeing someone worse than himself, he was actually more excited than himself winning the big prize.

Looking at the maid outfit handed over by the staff, Tang Ming felt unwell.

He felt that today he was simply a tragedy.

Tang Ming swiped the card directly, not even the sexy maid outfit, and left the auction in a huff.

This place is simply a nightmare for him, and he doesn't want to stay here for a minute.

Xia Xing looked at Tang Ming who left in embarrassment, with a bright smile on his face.

Yang Weiwei looked at Xia Xing curiously: "Xia Xing, I always thought you knew what was in the cassette? Or could you be so accurate in cheating Tang Ming every time?"

Xia Xing smiled and said: "No, it's just that my luck is better and he is worse."

Wearing the Luo Yushi necklace, Yang Weiwei felt that her whole mood had become extraordinarily beautiful. Holding Xia Xing's hand at this moment, she was really like a young couple.

"By the way, you still owe me a concentration pill?" Yang Weiwei said with a smile.

Xia Xing smiled faintly: "Don't worry, as long as there is a concentration pill in the auction, it must be yours."

At this time, the 25th lot was brought up.

"The 25th lot, the starting price is 10!" This time, Meng Jiaoer had already exceeded the task, so she was in a beautiful mood.

"20." Xia Xing continued to raise his placard.

Seeing Xia Xing raising the sign, everyone had a strange feeling.

It's a pity that Tang Ming is not here this time.

But Tang Ming's absence doesn't mean that no one will bid with Xia Xing.

"50." Bai Jie raised his sign and said directly.

Bai Jie thought that Xia Xing would continue to increase the price, but Xia Xing just smiled and said, "As expected of a local tyrant, you have money, this thing belongs to you."

Seeing that Xia Xing gave up so quickly, Bai Jie had a smug smile on his face. At this time, Meng Jiaoer had already opened the contents of the cassette.

When he saw a fake machete inside that could no longer be fake, the smile on Bai Jie's face disappeared instantly.

"Congratulations to Mr. No. 32 on the special machete for Mr. Aaron's legendary advertisement. I hope you like it."

Damn, I don't play legends and I like shit.

50, another loss!
Bai Jie looked at Xia Xing with a bit of resentment, cursing inwardly, and fell for this brat's trick again.

At this time, there are only three items left in the auction.

When the 26th auction item was brought up, Xia Xing's eyes lit up.

This is the Concentration Pill that he has been waiting for for a long time!
(End of this chapter)