A piece of paper

Chapter 201 Bai Ze is born
auctions.

This is a new term that has never been seen in "Shuowen Jiezi". Everyone found it very novel. Almost everyone who got a thin wooden stick in their hands arrived the next day.

Xianjin glanced around, and saw that the academic master next door came in person, and the girls from the Tongzhi and Tongpan family came with their eldest brother and younger brother. Xiong Youyou brought the gilded satin jacket from that day and called it Baojuan. Little girl, there are also the salt merchants Zhen's family, cloth merchants, tea merchants on the water transport wharf, the doctor from Baicaotang, and the construction boss Huang. These are close, and some are far away, such as the squire and family in the suburbs of Xuancheng. Landowners with permanent properties, or scholarly families whose sons, grandsons, and nephews were serving as officials abroad, also gathered.

Yesterday, the old master who saw stars in his eyes when he saw Kunlun Mountain was in the last category. He was not very good at it. He passed the examination to become a scholar and did not continue to take the examination. However, he gave birth to an extremely promising son, who went all the way to become a Jinshi. Now he is editing books in the Hanlin Academy and can be regarded as the senior official of Xuancheng Mansion.

Xian Jin raised his chin and nodded slightly to a certain point in the crowd.

A fat, square face that looks familiar but not familiar rises slowly from the crowd, like a large sunflower with twice as much fertilizer.

Zhang Sunflower Wenbo held a thin wooden stick in his hand and Chong Xianjin waved excitedly.

Suo'er sighed, "Why are you so fat?"

Xian Jin calmly: After marriage, they are happy and fat. The fat on their waists is also part of their PLAY.

After all the leaking gravel fell, windows were cut out on all sides of the Huajian Hall behind the exhibition hall. When the gong sounded "dong dong", the curtains were lowered on all four windows, and more than ten ram-horn lanterns painted with fine gongbi paintings slowly rose. From the beginning, there are Taishi chairs made of pear wood on the left and right sides of the Huajian Hall. Next to the Taishi chairs are small daggers. On the dwarfs are placed exquisite and beautiful white porcelain dishes and a set of Jun kiln white glaze tea sets. In front of the Huajian Hall, there is a three-inch On the wooden platform, after a while, a woman wearing white feathers and a green satin gown gracefully stepped onto the small wooden platform holding a golden hammer.

The six lights under the stage suddenly lit up, making the woman on the stage appear fluorescent at the edges, like a piece of warm and moist jade.

"Manager Zhong, things are a little different." Tuesday Dog scratched his head.

Xianjin nodded with satisfaction: The lighting on the stage made Madam Zhong, the king of roll kings, who yelled at the twenty or so young and middle-aged guys as "waste snacks" and "stupid ass", become soft and gentle, which made her very happy. It’s hard to believe that in future generations, the idol’s real persona under the stage makeup
Xian Jin has a calm face and stands behind others with his arms folded.

"Today's exhibits will be sold at a price of one hundred dollars, and the starting price is five hundred coins. If you are interested, please raise a sign. One time you raise the sign, an additional hundred coins will be added! The number plate is on your right. After three bids, the deal is completed!"

Aunt Zhong introduced the rules loudly.

There were whispers in the audience.

Very low price.

Even lower than bamboo paper.

Five hundred articles! ?
A knife of high-quality rice paper? !
It’s just the price of fifty meatloaf!

Everyone has never played this before, and they were as excited as if they heard the initial price of the French auction house, and were quite eager to try it.

Xian Jin raised the corners of his lips and smiled: This is one of the wonderful things about auctions - the initial price makes you feel like you can get a bargain.

Auntie Zhong struck with her golden hammer, and the first thing on display was the Kunlun Mountains, which Gao Gan Gao had longed for.

"Six hundred coins!" Gao Qian's father held his precious son who was born in the Hanlin Academy, fearless!

"Seven hundred words!"

"Eight hundred words!"

"Nine hundred coins!"

In a blink of an eye, the price suddenly rose to one tael or one cent!
Xiong Youyou smiled thoughtfully and blinked slightly at Xianjin, not sure if it was a compliment or a sign of admiration.

Xianjin cupped her hands in a bow from afar: These are all tricks thought up by later generations of capitalists. She is a clever person who picks up on others and rewards them with rewards.

When photographed from the back, everyone was behaving in different ways, some were furious and raised their cards frequently;

Some came back to their senses and were shocked to realize the true purpose of the auction. They covered their signs and looked warily at the beautiful lady on the stage with a smile as warm as the spring breeze;
Some just want it, and they don't care about the money - Gao Gan's father successfully got the silk Kunlun Mountain rice paper for five liang or seven yuan, and happily followed Lu Badan into the back room to sign the payment. When he came out, there was A little maid wearing the same mask with white feathers followed closely behind. The father of Gao Gan sat down contentedly, and the little maid sat around the stove to make tea. The fragrance of Fujian white tea was flowing.

Everyone looked at the empty tea cups beside them, and suddenly realized: You have to spend money to buy something before you can drink tea!
This, this, this is really, what a profiteer!

But then I thought about it, everyone is decent people, if I alone can't drink this sip of tea, wouldn't it be too cheap?

The second, third and fourth exhibits were sold at prices of six taels, six taels and seven cents, and seven taels and three cents respectively.

The engraved rice paper from the Classic of Mountains and Seas series costs a total of twenty dollars, with different patterns and patterns, and the price is roughly in the range of six to seven taels of silver.

Xian Jin nodded slightly in the dark, which was pretty much what she expected.

In essence, the engraved silk series is just mediocre pure leather paper. In terms of workmanship and quality, it is actually not as good as the high-grade jade edition with three ounces and one cut, let alone the Chengxintang paper with five ounces and one cut.

The only selling point is the hidden paintings carved on silk.

Xianjin artificially gives this series more selling points: such as status, such as the fun of bidding, such as the smell of competition.These things, no matter how much money they sell for, are reasonable.

Xianjin stood and watched the entire auction.

When it came to the last exhibit, Mrs. Zhong deliberately lowered her voice to create a perfect atmosphere, "The last exhibit is the highlight!"

The small gong "dong dong dong", the light in the flower room alternates between light and dark, and it is difficult to distinguish the true and false of the velvet flowers and flowers in the deliberately created dark environment.

"White Pond!"

Madam Zhong's voice suddenly rose: "Silk Baize! The Baize beast has a tiger head with red hair and horns. A king is virtuous, and he is born to assist. This is the opportunity for a good minister! Chen Ji specially invited him to make the silk Baize rice paper. Zhang Guizong, a painter from Guiyin, came out to write. It took [-] scraps to get this paper! The bidding price is [-] wen!"

White Pond!Good minister!The king with virtue appears and is born!

Among all the people raising placards, Xiong Youyou finally raised her placard, "Fifty taels of silver!"

After three moments of silence in the hall, a middle-aged man who had not moved in the back row smiled and raised his sign, "Eight Liang."

Xiong Youyou didn't look back. Instead, she put the sign away and waved her hand gently to Mrs. Zhong, signaling to give up.

"Eight taels of silver a time!"

"Eight taels of silver twice!"

Aunt Zhong is about to give up the hammer.

——"Twelve!"

Xianjin turned his head and looked at the first row.

This is Zhen Sanlang, a salt merchant on the dock of Longchuan River in Xuancheng Prefecture.

Zhen Sanlang raised his eyebrows and looked proudly at the middle-aged foreign man in the back row.

"Twenty taels." The middle-aged man's face was white and beardless, his expression was indifferent and friendly, and he spoke in standard Mandarin, but he knew immediately that he was not from Xuancheng Prefecture.

Zhen Sanlang is about to be pissed off, fight him for money!Don’t even look at what kind of business they do!
"Thirty taels!" Zhen Sanlang said proudly.

The middle-aged man was silent.

Mrs. Zhong cast her eyes intensely to the last row, obviously waiting for the middle-aged man to bid.

But the middle-aged man was always there and stopped answering.

"30 taels!"

"30 two times!"

"30 two or three times!"

"Boom!" The hammer was finalized!

Auntie Zhong congratulated Zhen Sanlang loudly, "Congratulations to Mr. Zhen! You have been blessed with a sword!"

Xian Jin disappeared from the darkness, lowered his head and whispered to Suo'er: "Go and find out who the middle-aged man is? Where he lives now? If you find out, just send him a piece of paper engraved with flowers and birds."

Zhen Sanlang, who was overwhelmed with joy, after paying the money, realized belatedly that he had given away 50 taels of silver for a visit to the paper shop today.
He gave away all the monthly money for two months.
It’s only the beginning of the month!How will he spend the next two months?He has no savings!

What's more, he. Why did he buy so much paper?
He can even only write the Three Character Classic!

Even among the second-generation dudes in Xuancheng Prefecture, this kind of cultural level is quite explosive.

Zhen Sanlang returned home tremblingly, expecting to be beaten severely by his old man.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he entered the main hall, the old man hugged his head and kissed him four or five times, shouting excitedly, "Sure enough, stupid people are blessed with great blessings! Silly people are blessed with great blessings!"

Immediately afterwards, he dumped 100 taels to him, and swallowed the Kesi Baize rice paper that he spent a huge sum of money to acquire.

(End of this chapter)