wrong currency

Chapter 139 Folding White Coins

"Ladies and gentlemen, the auction will be temporarily closed for a quarter of an hour. We will continue to auction the remaining five wrong coins at [-]:[-]." The host announced.

"In an hour, only one wrong coin was photographed. This scene was intense and exciting enough. But I don't know how the next five will be interpreted?"

"Then it depends on whether the pink girl will come back. How can she be a fire-level character?"

"I think, in order to continue this auction perfectly, she will probably come back to ignite the enthusiasm of the venue, but if she really wants to do that, it's a bit too revealing and revealing."

Nodded generously: "Look, Mr. Zaoxi has left too. I don't know if he left completely or went to the bathroom?"

"No matter what the situation is, in another 10 minutes, everything will become clear."

At this moment, most of the participants did not leave their seats, and everyone seemed to still have some expectations for the subsequent auction.Although the participants came from all directions and did not know each other, a considerable number of people sitting next to them were still talking in low voices.

The host came to the stage, and this time on the big screen was a four-coin ten-yuan discounted white coin with a PMG rating of 66 points.The opening price was 35 yuan.

"If this coin does not exceed 600,000 yuan, you can take it." Ou Yiran whispered.

"If it weren't for your two-yuan coin, this type of coin would only end at 300,000 yuan at most. Now that the opening price has hit a new high, it seems that the market has indeed been ignited!"

Ou Yiran nodded, and turned to look at the door: "Hey, it's time, why are Mr. Zao and the Pink Lady gone?"

"Could it be that they are in the same group?" Ya Liang guessed.

"It doesn't make sense. Mr. Zaiyu participated in the competition of two wrong coins. It seems that he is also a collector, right?"

"But why didn't you come back after you went out?"

"It's a little strange indeed."

The host looked at the time, held up the microphone and said, "Ladies and gentlemen, the next auction is a four-set ten-yuan white coin with a PMG rating of 66 points and an opening price of 35 yuan. The price increase is 20,000 yuan, is there any price increase now?"

There was a silence at the scene, and no one seemed to want to be the first to bid.

The host scanned the participants, and finally looked at Ya Liang: "Is there any price increase?"

Yaquan did not disappoint him, and held up the number plate high.

"Very good. The gentleman with the No. 37 license has finally sold. Now the price is [-] yuan. Is there any price increase?"

The NO.11 card was lifted up, and from the back, it should be a young man.

"Okay, the gentleman with the No.11 brand offered 39 yuan, 39 yuan, is there any price increase?"

The NO.18 card was raised, it was a man between five and 60 years old.

"Very good, now it's 41, 41, is there any increase?"

Yaliang held up the sign again.

"Very good. The gentleman on the No. 43 plate bid again, 43. Is there any increase in the price of [-]?"

The No.11 card was raised, and then the No.18 card was also raised...

The price climbed all the way, gradually approaching 600,000 yuan.

"Okay, now it's 58 yuan, 58 yuan, is there any price increase?"

Just as Ya Liang was about to raise the sign, a chubby middle-aged woman suddenly came out, holding the sign No. [-].

"600,000 yuan, the No. 600,000 plate has suddenly appeared, and the bid is [-] yuan. Is there any increase?" The host asked excitedly.

Ou Yiran said in a low voice: "The bidding at this moment is obviously suspected of pushing up the price. Let's wait and see what happens!"

"Mr. Ou, there is a problem here. Did we encounter the second group of scalpers?" Ya Liang questioned again.

"That's right, the number of people participating in the auction in the morning was only two-thirds of that in the afternoon. From this point of view, it seems that all the scalpers who came in the afternoon, and each group has a target, and the groups of people are different from each other. coherent?"

"If that's the case, we won't be able to get the next few coins." Ya Liang sighed.

"They're really well-informed and well-organized. It's been a great experience this time."

"Unexpectedly, Yanjing, a land of geomantic omen, has such a way to make a fortune!"

"I think this group of people should be active in the major auction companies throughout Yanjing. Once they find that a big collector enters the venue, they will move upon hearing the news and come to disrupt the situation." Ou Yiran sighed.

"I understand. No wonder many big collectors like to hide behind the scenes. It turns out that they are worried that their identities will be exposed and they will be bid by scalpers." Ya Liang suddenly realized.

"It seems that this spring auction has taught us a lesson. No matter what auction we participate in in the future, we must not expose our identities."

"That's true, otherwise, the bamboo basket may be empty."

"Ladies and gentlemen, the bid for this ten-yuan wrong coin has reached 700,000 yuan, and the gentleman with the No. [-] plate has withdrawn from the competition. Is there any price increase now?"

There was a moment of silence at the scene, and the three placard holders suddenly seemed to have cooperated well, and they were all silent.

"700,000 once, 700,000 twice, 700,000 three times, deal, congratulations Mr. NO.11."

At this moment, the big screen displayed a watermark of one hundred yuan in the ninety-ninth edition of five sets of coins.No rating, condition 800,000:[-], opening price [-] yuan.

"Next, what will be auctioned is a 800,000-yuan watermark of the 20,000th edition of five sets of coins. The opening price is [-] yuan, and the price increase is [-] yuan each time. Is there any price increase now?" The host asked passionately.

"We won't bid this time, just wait and see how it gets better." Ou Yiran said in a low voice.

"Although this inverted watermark has no rating, it is indeed not artificial."

"The more this is the case, the more doubts people have. If we don't bid, the scalpers will not know the details. Once we bid, they will know that this coin is genuine, and they will definitely flock in to disrupt the situation."

Ya Liang nodded, and said with a low laugh, "That's a good idea, let's do it this way."

"The ninety-ninth edition of five sets of coins has a watermark of one hundred yuan, and the opening price is 800,000 yuan. Is there any price increase?" The enthusiasm of the host has dropped significantly.

The whole audience was chattering and discussing, everyone was looking at me and I was looking at you, but there was no bidder.

"No bidder means the auction failed," Ya Liang said.

"In that case, we can find the owner of the collection through the auction company and negotiate a deal." Ou Yiran said in a low voice.

"Maybe it can be lower than the bidding price!"

"One time for 800,000, two times for 800,000, three times for 800,000, the [-]-yuan watermark of the [-]th edition is unsold." The host announced.

"You see, we have become the weathervane, as long as we don't move, the scalpers will not be able to make waves." Ou Yiran chuckled softly.

"Yes, after the auction is over, we will go to the owner to negotiate a price."

"Well, it seems that as long as it's not a rated currency, the scalpers don't know what to do. If we don't bid, they can't do anything."

"Yeah, it looks like it really is fighting with people, and it's a lot of fun!" Ya Liang laughed softly.

"There are still three wrong coins in the back. We are all on the sidelines. As long as the auction fails, we will find the holders. If the scalpers want to participate in the bid, just call it out. Let's see how they end up in the end?" Ou Yiran said complacently.

Indeed, as long as the next few wrong coins are graded, the scalpers will definitely participate in the bidding.As for the naked coins that have not been rated, Ou Yiran and the others did not ask for a price, and the scalpers did not say anything.

After the auction ended that day, the three bare coins were all unsold, probably because Ou Yiran did not participate, and the scalpers bid very enthusiastically for those that were graded.

When Ou Yiran and Ya Liang got up to leave, something unexpected happened.

That Mr. Drowsy came out from nowhere, and quietly tugged at Ou Yiran's sleeve, signaling to follow him.

Ou Yiran and Yaliang looked at each other, feeling very interesting, so they followed behind.

After Mr. Zaiyu left the gate, he turned to the left and left.

Ou Yiran grabbed Yaliang: "If you don't know the details, don't go there."

When Mr. Zaiyu turned his head and saw that the two of them hadn't followed, he waved his hands, intending to let them pass.

Ou Yiran waved to him, and turned back into the auction company.

Mr. Zaiyu turned around and trotted a few steps, and after catching up, he was not afraid of people's strange eyes, and shouted: "Both walk slowly."

Ou Yiran and Ya Liang turned around and asked, "What's the matter with you, why can't you say it here?"

"Mr. Ou, it's not convenient here!"

"What," Ou Yiran glanced at Yaliang in surprise, then looked at Zao and asked, "How do you know my last name?"

Mr. Zai Jin was in a hurry to make a slip of the tongue, and explained embarrassingly: "It's not just me who knows, many people here know about Mr. Ou."

"Oh," Ou Yiran and Yaliang looked at each other, and said with a smile, "You guessed it right."

He looked back at Mr. Zaizuo: "What's the matter with you?"

"Mr. Ou, it's not convenient to talk here. Let's drink a pot of tea and chat slowly, shall we?"

"You tell me first, what's the matter?"

Mr. Zai Jin looked around and said in a low voice: "I can transfer that big blessing ear to you. The price is negotiable?"

"I don't quite understand. Why are you willing to negotiate a price to transfer it after you have worked so hard to buy it?"

"I can't explain this matter in a few words, Mr. Ou, let's drink a pot of tea and talk slowly!"

Ou Yiran exchanged glances with Ya Liang, and said, "First, tell me what price you want to transfer. I think it's necessary, so let's talk. It's not necessary, and you don't have to waste money on tea."

Mr. Zaiyu said in a low voice: "Mr. Ou, can you make an offer?"

"Don't tell lies in front of Ming people. In my heart, the price is 500,000. If it is higher than this price, there is no need to talk about it." Ou Yiran said bluntly.

"Mr. Ou is so happy, I agree to transfer 500,000 to you."

"What," Ou Yiran looked at him in surprise, "You succeeded in bidding for 300,000, but then you lost 800,000, is there anything wrong?"

"Mr. Ou, this matter is really unclear in a few words, let's find a place to talk, and I will tell you all the inside information."

"OK then."

Mr. Zai Jin led the way and came to a teahouse not far away.

At this time, it was already five o'clock in the afternoon.

At this moment, the footsteps of spring are everywhere, the pink ones are apricot blossoms, and the yellow ones are winter jasmine.The twigs of the weeping willow flutter in the wind.

When I entered a private room facing the street, a surprising scene appeared.

The pink girl was present, and she got up smiling and stepped aside, saying, "It's so exciting to see Mr. Ou here." As she spoke, she stretched out her pink hand to hold it.

(End of this chapter)