Master Shennong

Chapter 471 Charity Auction

Qiu Shang quickly stepped off the hosting platform and handed over the hosting platform to the host of the auction.

I don't know if it's an illusion, but Qin Lan always felt that Qiu Shang's eyes would sweep across his body from time to time, the eyes were cold, containing ridicule and ridicule.

But when Qin Lan looked at Qiu Shang because of this feeling, he found that Qiu Shang's eyes were not on him at all.

This gave Qin Lan a bad feeling that Qiu Shang was definitely going to attack him.

"Qin Lan, why do you seem to be in a trance, are you okay?" Charlene who was standing beside Qin Lan suddenly spoke, and pushed Charlene with her hand, "The auction is about to start, haven't you never participated in such a auction before?" What about the evening party, just take this opportunity to have a good look at it!"

Qin Lan looked at the hosting platform, and the auction had indeed begun.

He was a little dazed just now, and he didn't know how long he was in a daze, but it shouldn't take too long.

The auction host who had walked up after Qiu Shang got off the host platform had already stood sideways to one side, and several service staff from the clubhouse pushed a small cart onto the host platform.

After the few service staff left, the host stood again at the center of the host platform.

He glanced at the trolley beside him, raised his head and said with a smile: "I'm afraid everyone has been looking forward to the official start of the charity auction tonight, and we must wait and see the items at the auction. Straight to the point!"

As soon as the host finished speaking, he raised his head and lifted the red cloth covering the cart.

The moment the red cloth was lifted, all the celebrities surrounded by the hosting stage let out a burst of exclamation.

Qin Lan looked intently, and saw an inscription on the cart exposed after the red cloth was lifted.

Qin Lan had never known much about these things. He looked dazed, completely unaware of what those people were amazed at after seeing the inscription.

Fortunately, Charlene was still standing beside Qin Lan. The presence of Charlene made Qin Lan's embarrassment a little less, because Charlene was explaining the inscription.

"If I'm not mistaken about that inscription, it should be the authentic handwriting left by the Eastern Jin calligrapher Wang Yishao. It has been handed down from the Eastern Jin Dynasty to the present, and it is still written by the calligrapher Wang Yishao himself. It is an extremely rare masterpiece in the antique collection world! "

Qin Lan blinked, half understanding, but he still knew the name of the book sage Wang Yishao.

Sure enough, the host then explained the inscription.

"I believe that many people sitting here have recognized this inscription. Yes, this inscription is the authentic work left by the book sage Wang Yishao. For everyone who likes to collect, this inscription is of great collection value. High, it can be called a treasure in the collection world! Therefore, the starting price of this stele is [-] yuan, and each increase can not be less than [-] yuan, and now I announce the start of the auction!"

As soon as the auctioneer finished speaking, someone started calling for prices.

"Scholar Wang Yishao's stuff, I'm going to order this treasure. If I can get it in my bag, I will see my Tibetan friends next time. We will be more confident. I will offer 20!"

As soon as the auction started, the price doubled directly.

Qin Lan stared dumbfounded, don't these people treat money as money, just a stele, as for that.

Even if Qin Lan is worth a lot now, no one in the room can compare with it, but he will not pay 20 yuan to buy a useless stele.

However, the thing that made Qin Lan dumbfounded was yet to come.

Just as the man made an offer, someone let out a dissatisfied cold snort.

"Old man, you want to get 20 of the things owned by the book sage Wang Yishao. It's a good idea. I'll give you 50!"

As soon as the voice of the person who bid 50 fell, another indifferent voice shouted directly: "100 million!"

Immediately afterwards, the price increased geometrically again.

"150 million!"

"200 million!"

……

"450 million!"

It wasn't until someone asked for a price of 450 million that the fierce competition slowed down.

Qin Lan has gained a lot of knowledge today, and the people gathered here are indeed rich people, and they don't treat money as money.

Charlene obviously noticed Qin Lan's thoughts, and explained with a smile: "These antiques may be worthless in our eyes, but in the eyes of many collectors, they are priceless treasures. You should have heard a saying, antiques Playthings have a price, love is priceless! Take this inscription as an example, in the eyes of ordinary collectors, it is worth hundreds of thousands, hundreds of thousands, but in the eyes of those collectors who love the book sage Wang Yishao, it is Worth a million or even millions! Of these people sitting here, no one is short of money."

Seeing Charlene's half-smile look, Qin Lan shrugged her shoulders and said something often said by haters of the rich, "I really don't understand the world of the rich!"

When he said this, Qin Lan might have forgotten his own wealth, and now money should be just a number to him.

Charlene shook her head and said, "This is the meaning of the charity gala. Exchanging one thing for an equal amount of money can be called charity? Only exchanging one thing for several times or tens of times of money can be called charity!"

Qin Lan looked at the host stage, and the stele was finally photographed by a rich man who loved calligraphy at a high price of 450 million.

The blushing and thick-necked people who were fighting for this stele before are all congratulating that person now.

No sarcasm intended, sincerely.

Several service staff pushed the trolley away, and the host looked around and said politely: "Today's auction is really exciting, and everyone's dedication to charity is very touching. The high price of 450 million was sold, and what kind of price will be auctioned for the next lot, just thinking about it makes people a little excited! Next, please invite the second lot!"

Following the words of the host, a woman with a graceful figure and a beautiful face stepped up, stepping up to the host stage generously.

The woman's appearance was already very eye-catching, but what was even more eye-catching was the beautiful dress that the woman was wearing.

It's just a piece of clothing, which is abruptly linked to art, giving people the feeling that they have reached the peak of strange arts.

Rao is that beautiful woman who is full of shining points all over her body, and she looks like a fairy against the background of that dress, but compared with that dress, she is still a bit overshadowed.

No need for the host to say much, everyone knows what the second lot is.

The women sitting in the banquet hall looked a little crazy at this moment.

"The second lot, gentlemen, don't get it wrong. It's not the beautiful girl next to me, but the dress that this girl is wearing!" The host of the auction played a cold humor, and then spoke again : "This dress is called Feihong, and it is the closed work of Mr. Yan Meng, the most famous fashion designer in our city and China!"

"Host, stop talking nonsense, hurry up and quote the reserve price! Everyone can't wait!" Before the host could speak, a woman interrupted him.

Obviously, the so-called can't wait in the woman's mouth refers to herself.

Undoubtedly, what the woman said was not wrong. Qin Lan looked around and saw that many women had already felt eager to try.

Even Charlene, who was sitting next to Qin Lan, was also a little moved.

Being interrupted, the host didn't show any embarrassment on his face. He directly changed the subject: "Since everyone can't wait for Feihong, then I won't delay. It must not be less than 50. Everyone sitting here, hurry up and sell it. A man who buys it for his wife can win the heart of his beloved. "

The scene immediately became chaotic, and it was much larger than when the filming of the inscription started.

The auctioneer's words were correct, and he successfully stirred up the small thoughts hidden in the hearts of the men and women present.

"100 million!"

"300 million!"

"500 million!"

"1000 million!"

……

The price of Feihong continued to soar, directly breaking through the 1000 million mark.

No matter how rare and beautiful that dress is, the cost is only about 30 yuan, and now the price has directly doubled its original value by dozens of times.

After Qin Lan experienced the auction of the first auction item, her psychological endurance has been greatly improved.

A stone sold for 450 million, and the price of such a beautiful dress exceeded 1000 million, which was not so unacceptable to him.

However, after the price was raised to 1000 million, few women dared to open their mouths to bid, and the increase in the price gradually stabilized, and it was no longer as crazy as before.

Those who are still bidding up are some men. For men, it is normal to spend a lot of money for women.

"150 million!"

"150! 150! This price is already very high, is there any more bids? If no one continues to bid, I will..." The host was very excited, ready to announce the ownership of the dress .

However, his words were interrupted again.

Qin Lan looked at her side with some depression. She really didn't expect that Charlene, who had been a little emotional before but didn't bid, would bid more than 1000 million for that dress at this time.

"500 million!"

Charlene stood up elegantly and looked at the host on the stage, and said in a calm voice.

Hearing this price, the host's heart almost jumped out. Seeing his excited appearance, he seemed a little speechless!

He is paid to host this auction, and his remuneration is directly linked to the price of the auction item. If Feihong, whose real price is only 30, is sold by him for 500 million, his commission is also very considerable .

It's just that before the host's excitement eased, a voice came to his ears again.

A sense of suffocation emerged from his heart, which almost made him faint.

"2000 million!"

(End of this chapter)