Siheyuan, a comfortable life under Zhengyang Gate

Chapter 175 Grandson and Grandpa
After everyone came forward to appraise the Northern Wei pottery figurine, the auctioneer announced the start of the auction.

"How about this pottery figurine of the Northern Wei Dynasty, I think all the distinguished guests have a good idea. The starting price of this pottery figurine is [-] Xia Guoyuan. All distinguished guests are invited to bid."

"550."

"Six hundred."

"Seven hundred."

"750."

"Eight hundred."

"850."

"one thousand."

"One thousand and two."

After a while, the auction price of this Northern Wei pottery figurine exceeded 1000 yuan.

After 1000 yuan was paid, there were fewer bidders.

In the end, there were only two people left to compete, and the price went up to 500 yuan.

"two thousand."

"Look, it's those ghosts who made the move."

"Directly raised the price from 500 yuan to 2000 yuan. These ghosts are generous enough."

The two people who were still competing saw Gui Lao raise the price so high all of a sudden, they both shook their heads and gave up the competition.

"Two thousand, are there any VIPs who continue to bid?"

"If no one continues to bid, then this Northern Wei pottery figurine will belong to this foreign friend."

"This pottery figurine of the Northern Wei Dynasty is a very rare old object. Distinguished guests and collectors, this is a rare opportunity. Don't miss it."

"Countdown, one, two...."

"Three thousand."

The auctioneer looked around and saw that no one was continuing to bid. Just as he was about to drop the hammer to announce the ownership of this Northern Wei pottery figurine, a voice suddenly came from the scene, directly raising the price from two thousand to three thousand.

Gui Lao, who was about to cheer, looked at Yang Yukun fiercely like a little hen whose neck was pinched by someone.

That's right.

It was Yang Yukun who called out the price of three thousand.

"Okay, this VIP bids [-], is there a higher price?"

Han Chunming pulled Yang Yukun and said, "Xiaokun, isn't this an imitation? Why are you bidding?"

"Brothers just can't bear the arrogance of these ghosts, messing up the situation for these grandchildren."

Yang Yukun smiled, raised his middle fingers at the gang of ghosts, and made a gesture of wiping his neck.

These two actions are exactly what these ghosts did to him just now, and now they are returning to these grandchildren.

Of course he knew that this pottery figurine of the Northern Wei Dynasty was an imitation, and he didn't want to buy it and take it back for collection.

Even if it is an imitation, it cannot be easily obtained by these ghosts.

"Fake, four thousand!"

The ghosts were instantly enraged by Yang Yukun, and directly added another thousand.

Poor Hou reminded: "Teacher, take it easy, don't take it off, and throw this thing in your hand."

"Don't worry, master, I have a measure." Yang Yukun nodded, and said to the ghost: "I paid five thousand, this is the treasure left by our ancestors of the Xia Kingdom, how can I let you ghosts and robbers get their hands on it.

I tell you, this is the land of the Great Xia Kingdom, and you ghosts and robbers cannot be arrogant and domineering.

Grandson, if you have the ability, you can continue to add, and I will accompany you to the end today. "

"Fack, Fack...!"

"Fa your sister, get out if you don't continue to add."

"Six thousand!"

"Qiqian, come on, grandson, go on, let me see your strength."

"Eight thousand!"

"Jiuqian, grandson, come again, it's too bad, go home and find your mother."

"Ten thousand!"

"Fourteen thousand, grandson, I won't believe it. I can't rule you all on the land of Daxia Kingdom."

"Fack, fifteen thousand!"

"Okay, grandson, [-], grandson, I must treat you grandsons well today, come on, continue."

"Twenty thousand!"

"Come on, grandson, this item belongs to your grandsons."

"Thirty thousand!"

"Grandson, you really impress me, let me give you another try?"

"Thirty-five thousand!"

"Good guys, you are really grandsons!"

"Four..., Falk, play with us!"

The ghosts finally realized that something was wrong and pointed at Yang Yukun furiously.

"Puff..., haha..., these grandchildren, they only reacted now."

Seeing this, other people on the scene laughed out loud and gave Yang Yukun a thumbs up.

Han Chunming said: "Xiaokun, you are amazing, buddies are convinced."

Yang Guangcheng said: "Uncle Kun, you should play with them like this, and continue to walk these grandchildren."

Poor Hou smiled and nodded: "Teacher, not bad."

Liu Yuehua saw a few ghosts coming this way, and reminded: "Uncle Kun, they seem to be looking for trouble for you."

"Grandson, I want to fight. Do grandsons know what it means to fight a master? I'm not afraid of being hit by thunder."

Yang Yukun glanced at the ghosts, then casually copied the bricks he had just thrown away.

Isn't it just a fight?

He has long wanted to deal with these ghosts.

"Several foreign friends, distinguished guests, please calm down."

The awkward mask auctioneer winked to the side, and a few people wearing ghost masks came up to maintain order, and asked the ghosts to go back to their seats and sit down.

The ghosts returned to their seats cursing, threatening Yang Yukun in various ways, their eyes seemed to tear him apart.

Liang Zi is completely tied up, and the auction will end soon, and these ghosts will definitely not let it go.

This was exactly what Yang Yukun wanted. If he didn't clean up these ghosts today, he wouldn't be able to sleep later.

"Congratulations to this foreign friend, who bought this Northern Wei pottery figurine at a price of 5000 yuan. Next, our staff will send this pottery figurine to you, and the money and goods will be cleared."

A staff member wearing a ghost mask came to the stage and sent the pottery figurines of the Northern Wei Dynasty to the group of ghosts.

Even if they knew they were cheated by Yang Yukun, these ghosts could only curse and pay.

"Now we have the second lot in this auction, Tang Sancai. Please come to the stage in an orderly manner, all distinguished guests."

Through the mask, the auctioneer smiled and nodded in Yang Yukun's direction.

After Yang Yukun made such a fuss, the transaction price of the first lot far exceeded their expectations, which indirectly made them a lot of money.

Next, the auctioneer asked someone to bring out the second lot.

This item is a very beautiful Tang Sancai horse.

"Let's talk about the situation first. What do you think of this Tang Sancai horse?"

After observing the tri-colored Tang horse on the auction platform and returning to his seat, Poor Hou asked a few people what they thought of the tri-colored Tang horse.

Han Chunming said, "Manager Yang, please tell me your opinion first."

Yang Guangcheng thought for a while and said, "Why do I feel that this Tang Sancai horse gives me a rather familiar feeling?"

Han Chunming went on to say: "We are the same, there is indeed a sense of familiarity on this Tang Sancai horse, but we can't put it into words."

Yang Yukun smiled and said, "It's good to be familiar with it, because this tricolor horse of the Tang Dynasty and the pottery figurine of the Northern Wei Dynasty just now were made by one person."

"I'll go, that's why."

Han Chunming and Yang Guangcheng suddenly realized that the crux of the matter appeared here.

What's going on with this auction, is it possible that there is a special sale for high-shuiwang high-imitation?

(End of this chapter)