Siheyuan, a comfortable life under Zhengyang Gate

Chapter 176 Auction ends

In this Liulichang ghost market auction, a total of ten items were auctioned.

It lasted for an hour and a half, and by the time the auction ended, it was almost six o'clock in the morning.

Among them, the highest price was the pottery figurine of the Northern Wei Dynasty, which fetched a high price of 5000 yuan.

The second is the Tang Sancai horse, which was hammered at 8000 yuan.

As for the other eight lots, the prices of the falling hammers are all between 5000 and [-] yuan.

When the second lot was brought to the auction stage, Yang Yukun and the others recognized that this tricolor horse from the Tang Dynasty and the pottery figurine from the Northern Wei Dynasty were all made by one person.

The appearance of two imitations in a row made them think that today's Liulichang ghost market auction was a special sale for high-quality imitations.

Fortunately, the eight subsequent auctions were all real things.

And none of these eight real things fell into the hands of those ghosts.

That Tang Sancai horse, Yang Yukun tricked those ghosts again.

It's just that with the lesson from the previous time, these ghosts have also learned to be smart, and they are not as easy to get ahead as before.

To prevent this thing from falling into his hands, when these ghosts bid the price to 8000 yuan, he stopped bidding.

Perhaps it was because of being disturbed by him twice in a row, for the next eight lots, these ghosts did not bid again.

finally.

Of the following eight lots, four were taken by his master, and the other four were taken away by four other people.

The four lots that the master took are two pieces of porcelain, one ancient painting, and one piece of tortoise shell.

The two pieces of porcelain are a large bowl carved with lotus patterns in the Ding Kiln of the Northern Song Dynasty, and a cup with a small cup of rabbit hair in the Jian Kiln of the Southern Song Dynasty. The ancient painting is "Listening to the Spring" by Jin Tingbiao.

As for the tortoise shell, there are some very ancient symbols engraved on it.

What is the specific content, even the people at the ghost market auction can't explain clearly, it is suspected to be the oracle bone inscriptions of the Shang Dynasty.

Others were not very interested in this piece of tortoise shell, so his master bought it for 600 yuan.

"This auction is now over. Thank you all distinguished guests for coming. Congratulations to the distinguished guests who have photographed their favorite collections. Those who have not photographed their favorite collections should not be discouraged. Our auction will not be held this time."

"I would like to share a message with all distinguished guests in advance. We will hold a special auction in a while."

"The location of this auction is not in the imperial capital, but in Yanzhao Province next door."

"Friends who are interested in participating in our next auction can receive an invitation letter from our staff later."

"On the invitation letter, there is a meeting time and place. When the time comes, we will arrange someone here to send everyone to Yanzhao Province."

"Okay everyone, this auction is over now, everyone can leave."

After the auction ended, those who participated in the auction left one by one.

Some people took invitations to the next auction, and some didn't.

Yang Yukun and his party didn't take it either. After all, the next auction will be out of town, and there are too many uncontrollable factors.

They don't know the people behind the ghost market. If these grandsons play tricks and take them to some wilderness, where they rob money and life, and make every day not work, it will be over.

Han Chunming originally wanted to get an invitation letter, but seeing that Yang Yukun and the others didn't intend to participate in the next auction, he decided to forget it after thinking about it, and he didn't want to join in the fun anymore.

Han Chunming said, "Xiao Kun, those ghosts are following up."

Yang Yukun glanced at the ghosts following behind: "Master, brother fifth, nephew, Xiaohua, you go first, I will entertain them."

"Teacher, what do you call this, let your master and I be a deserter?"

"Uncle Kun, I'm not leaving either, it's just a few ghosts, let's fight side by side."

"Uncle Kun, I'm not leaving either, I'll beat them for you."

"Xiao Kun, you can't trust my brother's skill. Don't forget that my brother's fighting experience is not much inferior to yours."

The relationship with these ghosts has been completely settled, and it won't be over without doing this.

Yang Yukun let them go first, intending to face these ghosts alone, of course they can't leave first.

Broken Hou has been playing with collections for so many years. He wore a broken straw hat and carried a broken sack in his hand. He traveled to many places, and it is not uncommon for him to encounter local hooligans.

He was the one who set three rooms of Eunuch Liu's house on fire back then, so naturally he can't be cowardly if he knows how to deal with these ghosts.

Yang Guangcheng and Liu Yuehua were both old and young, but they hadn't fought much.

But they can shout cheers from the sidelines and take the opportunity to play a sneak attack.

It is even more impossible for Han Chunming to leave. He has long disliked these ghosts.

"Okay, master... If there is a fight later, don't rush forward. I'm afraid these ghost grandsons will hurt you if they don't talk about martial arts."

"Don't worry, your master, when I was in the rivers and lakes, these ghosts didn't even have a placenta, so they couldn't hurt me."

"There are too many people in this place, so take them to a place where there are few people and clean them up."

At this moment, the sky is bright and there are more pedestrians.

Yang Yukun glanced at the ghosts following behind him, raised his middle fingers at them, turned his head and walked into the alley next to him.

A few ghosts chased after him cursing, and followed into the alley.

A group of people turned left and right in the alley and came to a very secluded abandoned alley.

"The feng shui here is good. No matter how loud you call, no one will hear you. Let's just go here."

A group of people stopped in the abandoned alley, turned around and looked at the ghosts who were chasing up with a smile.

Seeing Yang Yukun and his party stop, the ghosts grinned ferociously and rattled their fists.

"Run, keep running, why don't you run?"

"You grandsons are running really slowly. I have been waiting for you for a long time." Yang Yukun took out a five-six-and-a-half sword-shaped bayonet from his pocket.

Seeing this, Han Chunming also took out a dagger from his waist.

Broken Hou smiled, and then took out a dagger.

Yang Guangcheng looked at the three of them with a dazed look on his face. All three of them had weapons on their bodies. It turned out that he was the most innocent. After living for more than 50 years, he was not as experienced as Yang Yukun and Han Chunming. .

In the future, he also has to find an easy-to-carry self-defense object, and usually goes out to participate in activities such as ghost markets, with self-defense.

Yang Guangcheng looked around, picked up two bricks, and handed one to Liu Yuehua.

When the ghosts saw Yang Yukun and the others pull out their weapons, their expressions changed instantly.

Yang Yukun didn't talk nonsense with these ghosts, and rushed towards them with a five-six-and-a-half sword-shaped bayonet, like a tiger entering a herd of sheep.

Less than 1 minute before and after, the ghost lying on the ground screaming was left behind.

He didn't make a death move. If he really wanted to make a death move, he would make these ghosts disappear from this world completely without anyone noticing.

Forget about the little lessons, that is, the rest of my life will be in a wheelchair, fed by others, and babbling.

"Master, little fifth brother, eldest nephew, Xiaohua, what are you doing in a daze, let's go."

After tidying up and playing with some ghosts, Yang Yukun called the master and the others to leave from the abandoned alley.

"I'm going, this is the end?"

Han Chunming didn't expect these ghosts to be so weak in combat. Before he could make a move, these ghosts lay down.

"Uncle Kun, you are too powerful, can you teach me?"

"Want to learn?"

"Ok!"

"Practicing martial arts is very hard. Practice in winter and summer in summer. Can you bear this hardship?"

"Uncle Kun, I really want to learn, please teach me!"

"Okay, if you want to learn, Uncle Kun will teach you."

Yang Yukun patted Liu Yuehua on the head with a smile. It's no problem for this kid to practice martial arts with him.

As long as this kid can bear this hardship, it is not impossible to teach this kid two hands.

(End of this chapter)