A treasure-appraisal maniac

Chapter 2007 Childcare

The bidding for the Xinglin Chunyan Bowl started, and it immediately attracted frantic buying.

After a dozen lots, the price has exceeded 100,000.

After a few minutes, the price reached 150,000.

At this time, only the two middle-aged men in the middle were still changing hands.

Seeing this situation, Han Jiang in the front row snorted disdainfully.

"snort!"

"People here really don't know what they think."

"No one wants good treasures, but imitations are snatched away."

"A bunch of idiots."

Qi Wanchun smiled and said.

"It is precisely because of their poor eyesight that we have the opportunity to make money."

With that said, Qi Wanchun sighed.

"If that dead girl hadn't caused trouble tonight, we would have made at least 800,000 yuan."

"Damn it!"

"The more I think about it, the angrier I get!"

Speaking of that annoying little hand, Qi Wanchun and Han Jiang gritted their teeth with hatred.

Zhang Zhaozhi looked around the audience and suddenly his eyes lit up.

"Hey, have you noticed that people here seem to have a special liking for porcelain?"

"Guangxu imitates Yongzheng. In China, the maximum is only 30,000 yuan, but here it's 150,000 yuan."

"After we go back, we can buy some similar pieces of porcelain here. Maybe we will make more than what we made in the auction!"

Hearing what Zhang Zhaozhi said, the other two old men also became excited.

At this moment, Liang Ruyi, who was in the back row, raised his number plate.

"I'll pay you two hundred thousand!"

boom--

The one-time price increase of 50,000 yuan was met with exclamations of surprise.

The three old men looked back and were confused at the same time.

"Hey, this little girl has the number plate No. 060. She is the same as the previous little girl."

"It seems that they are not targeting us intentionally, but they just want to take pictures of objects!" Qi Wanchun said.

"Um!"

"It seems so."

"The financial resources of these two little girls' families must be quite strong. If I had known better, I wouldn't have fought hard with them."

"Why

Miscalculated. "

"Old Zhang, why don't you speak?" Han Jiang asked.

"Old Han, I thought of a good idea."

"After the auction ends later, let's go over and get to know these two little girls."

"I think they behave maturely and steadily, and they are quite bold in their actions. They must be ladies of a certain big family."

"Build a good relationship with them, and later we will bring goods from China and trade with them directly."

"The price they gave me is high, and I don't have to pay agency fees or commissions. It's definitely a good deal!"

Hearing this, Han Jiang's eyes emitted two rays of blue light.

"Hey!"

"Old Zhang, you still have the foresight!"

"That's it. I'll go communicate with these two little girls later."

Liang Ruyi called for two hundred thousand, and the other two competitors shook their heads and put down their number plates.

"Guangxu imitation Yongzheng Xinglin Chunyan bowl, now comes to two hundred thousand."

"Is there any higher one?"

"Two hundred thousand once!"

"Two hundred thousand times."

"any left"

At this time, a number plate was raised in the left corner.

"Mr. No. 051 bids 205,000 yuan."

While the auctioneer was counting the numbers, he gave Fatty Zheng a look that could only be understood but could not be expressed in words.

Although this look was not obvious, it was still keenly caught by Lu Fei.

"hehe!"

"This damn fat guy is looking for help," Lu Fei thought to himself.

Lu Fei's guess was correct. This number 051 was the trustee of the auction company.

In other rounds, the support never responded, but this time it was different.

Fatty Zheng was extremely happy when he saw the God of Wealth in the back row taking action.

Unexpectedly, when the call was made to 200,000, everyone else

All activity has died down.

Fatty Zheng knows that the God of Wealth has strong financial resources. If he doesn't take advantage of this opportunity to make a fortune, he will be sorry for himself!

Lu Fei is indeed not short of money.

If there was a normal competition, Lu Fei wouldn't even frown if he was called five to ten million.

But if someone is playing dirty tricks and uses himself as a beacon, that won't work.

Lu Fei has many ways to deal with such people.

The number 051 was called two hundred and five thousand, and Lu Fei asked Ruyi to put down the number plate.

The auctioneer who saw this scene from a high position was dumbfounded. ??

What does it mean when the number plate is put down?

No more fun?

Stop it!

If you don't play, wouldn't that be a shame?

The auctioneer used his eyes to convey a message to the boss, and Fatty Zheng was also furious.

The previous estimated value of this small bowl was 100,000 yuan.

It has now more than doubled the estimate.

If the God of Wealth stops playing, the net profit of hundreds of thousands will be wasted.

Isn't this fatal?

"Ahem!"

"Twenty-five thousand yuan a time."

"Guangxu imitation of Yongzheng's Xinglin Chunyan bowl cost 25,000 yuan."

"Is there any higher?"

The auctioneer deliberately lengthened his words and watched the reactions from the back row as he spoke.

At this time, a few people in the back row were chatting and laughing, and they didn't look anxious at all.

Ruined!

This time it really hit my hand.

"Twenty-five thousand yuan, the second time!"

"The second time!"

"Is there any higher?"

The auctioneer looked at Fatty Zheng again. At this time, Fatty Zheng's face was uglier than his own mother's death.

Hundreds of thousands!

It was because of my own mistakes in judgment that I was defeated.

At this time, Fatty Zheng felt regretful.

The auctioneer kept talking, which made many distinguished guests dissatisfied.

"Hello!"

"No one's bidding anymore, so you're the loser!"

"That's right, it's already so late, why bother?"

"Hurry up"

The auctioneer was sweating profusely and had no choice but to continue with the next procedure.

"Xinglin Chunyan Bowl, 205,000 yuan for the third time"

Having said this, the gavel in the auctioneer's hand was raised high, as if it was about to fall.

At this moment, two little girls in the back row seemed to be grabbing something, laughing and playing around.

During this commotion, one of the little girls accidentally raised the number plate halfway.

Seeing this scene, the auctioneer's eyes flashed with two hot blue lights and he shouted loudly.

"Raise your sign."

"Beauty No. 060 raises her sign again."

"Now the price of this small bowl has reached 210,000."

Hearing the auctioneer's voice, Song Xiaojiao looked at her hand holding the number plate and was slightly startled, then rolled her eyes and said Ruyi.

"It's all your fault!"

"Okay, okay, just lift it, what a big deal!"

Lu Fei next to him almost laughed out loud, thinking that it would be a pity for these two little girls not to major in acting.

Hearing that someone had increased the price, Fatty Zheng let out a sigh of relief, and his heart beat faster.

So suspenseful!

It's too suspenseful.

Just as he was thinking about it, a text message came from his subordinate, asking him if he wanted to increase the price.

Fatty Zheng gave that guy a hard look and said to himself that he still calls you mother's hammer.

You almost hit your hand just now, and you're still screaming?

Did you get kicked in the fucking head by a donkey?

The price of 210,000 was quoted, and there was no more competition.

The auctioneer was worried that there would be extraneous matters, so he skipped all the links and shouted impatiently.