The Concubine in the Coffin

Chapter 92 Your Excellency Wants To Rob Me?

There was a sound, the incense on the stage was broken, and the auction officially kicked off.

"Welcome all guests to Jianbao Pavilion."

"Today's auction officially begins."

With the sound of an ancient bell, several staff members wearing the same costumes brought up the first lot, "Then guests, please don't blink."

"Crack." There was a sound, and all the candle lights in the auction pavilion were extinguished in an instant, and the inside of the pavilion was completely dark.

The people in the side room all wore masks and lifted the red veil to come out to see the true face of the first lot.

"Pull." The Miss Master of Ceremonies called out, and everyone removed the red cloth covering the lot.

Immediately, the whole building was bright as day.

Feng Canglan stood behind the red gauze, with her hands behind her back.

night pearl.

In ancient times, it was indeed a rarity. Naturally shiny things were regarded as miraculous, and their rarity was highly praised.

Not interested in Ye Mingzhu, Feng Canglan found a seat and sat down, waiting for the general knowledge grass she wanted.

"This is the largest luminous pearl in the world. Besides... the guests will have a look."

The surrounding black cloth fell instantly, and the black cloth was dotted with stars, like thousands of stars.

After Feng Canglan returned to the red gauze, it was barely enough, so she bought it and installed it in the center of the palace. It can illuminate and enjoy the starry sky in the room.

"Pearl of the Night, the starting price is 3000 million taels of gold."

The master of ceremonies shouted out the reserve price, and the people in the wing room began to raise their placards.

A minimum of 10 taels is required to raise a placard, and there is no upper limit.

Feng Canglan played with the cards in his hand, looking at the people who raised their cards one after another.

"Thirty-five million taels."

At this time, a sign was raised in a side room, and the emcee's voice sounded, "This guest directly increases the price by 500 million taels, 4000 million."

There were fewer and fewer people holding placards behind, and the master of ceremonies called out, "6000 million taels of gold, is there a higher one?"

"If it's not higher, the Ye Mingzhu will be auctioned in room 77."

Feng Canglan stretched out the sign unhurriedly, and the master of ceremonies seemed to be more excited, "Room 68 is 8000 million!"

"Directly increase the price by 2000 million! Is there any higher price!"

"If not, the guest in room 68 will take the photo."

The price was increased by 2000 million. Although the richest people present were all present, such a large sum still attracted many people to watch.

"Although the night pearl is bright and big, it can only be collected."

"8000 million is worth it,"

"No." A crisp voice sounded in the quiet Jianbao Pavilion, and everyone looked over, "It has another function."

"It can be hung on the roof for lighting."

"..." The audience was silent.

8000 million taels of gold bought and hung on the roof for lighting?

That's not how money works!
"Hanging on the roof? You are not afraid of thieves." There was a burst of ridicule, and the words were full of sarcasm.

The 8000 million luminous pearl was hung at home, but was targeted by thieves the next day.

"Little thief? It's his job to steal it, so it doesn't matter if Ye Mingzhu sends him off."

"You..." The man was obviously injured internally by this wave of pretentiousness.

The master of ceremonies quickly eased the atmosphere, "The Pearl of the Night was taken by the guest of room 68."

"Next, please look at the second lot."

Two people came up with the lot, which was a painting.

The two stood on each side, slowly opened the painting, and a picture of Jiangshan Wanli appeared in front of them.

"The realism of the genius painter of the new school of Xiang Gongzi, the picture of Jiangshan Wanli, the starting price is 3000 million."

"God, this is too true."

"Is this directly moved up? There is a prosperous continent in front of my eyes."

The master of ceremonies walked to the side of the painting, "This Mr. Xiang is amazing. His painting style is his own, and he even created a school, which has attracted countless people to imitate."

Listening to the master of ceremonies' introduction, Feng Canglan frowned.

"This Mr. Xiang is said to be very mysterious. Paintings are difficult to imitate and can be collected if they appreciate in value."

"Thirty-five million."

"Thirty-five million."

"4000."

"Forty five and a half million."

There were constant shouts of bidding, and in the end, the picture of Jiangshan Wanli surpassed the first lot, Ye Mingzhu, and jumped to 9000 million.

"There are only a handful of authentic works handed down by Mr. Xiang, and this map of Jiangshan Wanli is like a copy, and there is a lot of room for appreciation."

"Ninety-nine million ninety-nine million."

"boom--"

uproar
Ninety-nine million ninety-nine million taels of gold is the top position of the Jianbao Pavilion. If it is higher, it will need to go through a lot of processes.

Deliberately getting stuck in this position is a must for this painting.

"Congratulations to the guest in Room 77, who took a picture of the world at a price of 99 million!" the emcee shouted excitedly.

Feng Canglan turned his head to look for Room 77, wondering who would pay such a high price to buy a painting back.

It seems that sitting again is really not bad for money.

But... there is a more important point, how did the painting appear in the Jianbao Pavilion auction.

If she remembered correctly, the painting should have been placed in the attic.

Her autumn eyes narrowed slightly, with a trace of coldness seeping through them.

I haven't been back for a while, and some people have already started to make small moves.

"Next is the last lot in this auction, the almost extinct Tongshi grass."

"It is rumored that the Immortal Ghost Hand Doctor used this herb to heal a man who had been lame for more than ten years."

"It's even said that someone used Tongshicao to find a ghost-handed doctor to cure illnesses."

"Obtaining this herb is equivalent to getting a chance to get a cure from a ghost doctor."

Ghost doctor fairy, the rumored person.

No one knows his appearance, but only knows that he has a wonderful medical skill of rejuvenation.

The outside world passed it on miraculously.

What are rich people most afraid of?Most afraid of death, this general knowledge grass detonated the entire Jianbao Pavilion on the spot.

To have a chance to be healed by the Immortal Ghost Hand Doctor is equivalent to gaining an extra life.

No matter how much money it is, it is worth it.

"The starting price is 2000 taels."

The master of ceremonies shouted the price, and directly extended a red card in a room.

As soon as the red card came out, the audience was pushed to a climax.

Red card, capped card.

That is 99 million taels.

Direct bidding is the peak, and no one else is given a chance at all.

The value of a blade of grass is not worth the price at all, and everyone is looking at this opportunity for ghost doctors to cure diseases.

They are all weighing in their hearts whether to continue to increase the price.

Even if all the people present are top rich people, but once the price of 99 million taels of gold is followed, the responsibility may be less serious, and the family may be directly emptied because of a grass.

Everyone is evaluating whether this grass is worth the price.

A voice as crisp as a silver bell resounded throughout the Jianbao Pavilion, "One hundred million."

This voice ignited everyone, and followed the prestige to see the trembling in Room 68's heart.

8000 million bought Ye Mingzhu, another [-] million, suddenly felt that they didn't deserve to sit here.

Immediately, there was a lot of discussion in the Jianbao Pavilion, everyone was guessing where the room No. 68 was, and the [-] million people went out without changing their expressions or beating their hearts.

Two hundred million is worth the treasury of a small country.

Just when everyone was curious and puzzled, another wing room held up its card again, and the master of ceremonies screamed, "5000 million!"

Feng Canglan's eyes were slightly condensed under the golden fox mask, he lifted the red veil and went out, the silver bell rang along with the movement, and everyone's attention couldn't be straightened, and they were attracted by it unconsciously.

"Your Excellency want to rob me?"

(End of this chapter)