mad dragon son-in-law

Chapter 575
Seeing Zhao Guoan and Zhen Jinghan's dignified faces, the little girl moved closer to Xiao Feng, and asked cautiously, "Brother Xiao Feng, did I piss you off again?"

"It's okay, whatever you want..."

Xiao Feng originally wanted to say, "It's okay, you can stab me as you like, Brother Xiao Feng will give you the bottom line", but thinking about it, if you really say that, with the character of a little girl, you will definitely let yourself go.

When the time comes, you have to take care of any injustices you see, and then you don't have to do anything else.

"There is nothing wrong with this matter." Xiao Feng changed his words.

It's not because of a sense of justice, it's just that he can't get used to Huarong's style of being very rich and relying on his own wealth to use the reserve price to win the lot.

It would be fine if this auction didn't involve his own interests, but at least there is a 20.00% commission in it.

Therefore, Xiao Feng couldn't sit idly by regardless of emotion or reason.

Just as Hongren worried, this precedent must not be set, otherwise there will be endless troubles.

……

The bidding turmoil subsided quickly, and the auction will continue in an orderly manner.

The further you go, the higher the grade of the lot, and the starting price will also rise along with it.

"I don't know if you guys feel it, but it's like a fan auction."

Xiao Feng looked at the wealthy people who were scrambling to hold up the signs below, and couldn't help but sigh with emotion: "These rich and rich people are the fans of the former abbot, and they rushed to buy the relics of idols."

"Is being an idol very profitable?" Su Yuzhuo asked.

"Huh?" Xiao Feng felt something was wrong: "You seem to be particularly interested in making money today?"

"Not at all, I just asked casually." Su Yuzhuo concealed it.

Everyone has vanity, she is short of money, a lot of money, but she doesn't want Xiao Feng to know that she is short of money.

At this moment, the atmosphere in the originally noisy field suddenly subsided slowly.

However, this is not a cold spot, but is preparing to reach the next one, which can also be said to be the hottest peak of this auction.

"Blessing benefactors, the next thing that will appear on the stage will be the finale of this auction, the relic produced after Senior Brother Hongming's cremation."

Following Hongren's sonorous and forceful words, the long-lasting calm in the arena was finally detonated, and everyone without exception began to discuss with enthusiasm.

"May I ask Master Hongren, how many relics are there?" Bi Quan, who hadn't opened his mouth or offered to bid, stood up and asked.

The noisy sound stopped suddenly, obviously this is also a problem that the rich people present are very concerned about.

Although they knew it was impossible to have too many, everyone still had hope in case.

It is said that there was once an eminent monk who passed away and got more than 600 relics after cremation. With Master Hongming's ability, how could he get more than 100 relics?

However, to disappointment, Hongren replied directly: "After sorting the remains of senior brother, we got a total of seven relics."

"Seven?"

Guan Huarong, who was very low-key after being swayed by the little girl, stood up now and said: "With the merits of Master Hongming, how come there are only seven?"

Hong Ren calmly said: "The monks don't tell lies, the relics are hard to find, Senior Brother Hong Ming can keep seven of them, it is already a great opportunity for all of us present today.

Before the senior brother was alive, there was often a saying on his lips, "This body should not be saved in this life, let alone in another life." This sentence is for the encouragement of all benefactors. "

The tycoons in the field began to whisper, but the discussion was not about the Zen words in Hongren's mouth, but who was most likely to get the seven relics.

"Master Hongren, should the seven relics be auctioned in seven batches, or in one auction?" Someone asked the most critical question.

Hongren replied: "Of course it is divided into seven times."

The rich who felt that they could win the relics breathed a sigh of relief. If it were really a one-time auction, then the final winner would probably be between Bi Quan and Guan Huarong, and nothing else would matter.

"Amitabha!"

Hongren recited a Buddhist name slowly, followed by the sound of chanting.

Accompanied by the solemn and solemn chanting, seven young monks came out with trays in both hands. This time, they were not covered with red cloth.

I saw that on each tray, there was an exquisite seven-treasure pagoda, and there was one thing on each floor, and the top floor was the relic.

From the appearance point of view, the relic looks like an oval marble with a gray color. At first glance, it looks a bit like the Xingyue Bodhi that has not been coiled.

Hongren took a pagoda and put it in his hand, and introduced: "In this pagoda, on the first floor is a rosary bead of Brother Na, who has been with him for 68 years and has never left his hand for a day, it is really a priceless treasure.

On the second floor, there is a bodhi tree seed, I hope that the benefactor who is destined to get it can cultivate it carefully, and it will surely yield harvests every day..."

In this way, Hongren introduced layer by layer, and the eyes of the rich people in the audience became brighter and brighter, obviously being persuaded.

Even those who previously felt hopeless to compete couldn't help but want to fight.

It was already a quarter of an hour after Hong Ren finished all the introductions.

Of course, there are still primary and secondary points.

Within 15 minutes, the first six floors were only briefly introduced for 5 minutes, and the last 10 minutes were all used on the relics.

After all, whether it is rosary beads or bodhi tree seeds, there is no relic that can arouse the desire of the rich to buy.

"Now, we are starting to look for someone who is destined for the first relic. The starting price is 300 million. Donors can bid." Hong Ren stepped forward and said.

Hearing the starting price of 300 million, Xiao Feng turned his head to look at the monks behind him, and said with admiration: "It's you who earn money hard."

You know, the highest starting price of the things that were auctioned before was only 150 million, and now it has been doubled. It is really too easy to earn this money.

After hearing these emotions, Su Yuzhuo silently wrote down in his heart: Monasticism is also a way to get money.

If Xiao Feng knew that Su Yuzhuo wanted to become a monk because of a casual joke he said, I don't know how he would feel.

What was more surprising was that neither Bi Quan nor Guan Huarong wanted to speak first this time, as if deliberately giving way to others.

Moreover, judging by the calm and composed appearance of the two, it seems that at least two of them have already been ordered by them.

"500 million!"

A tall and thin man sitting at the back raised his number plate and added 200 million in one go, as if he was determined to win.

However, only he himself knows that 500 million is already the limit he can bear.

It would be the best if he could scare everyone off directly, but if he couldn't, then he had no other choice but to leave with regret.

"510 million!" Someone in the front row raised the price immediately.

The tall and thin man sat down, not feeling too disappointed, as if he knew the result a long time ago, and just added 200 million in one breath, just in case.

(End of this chapter)