My backyard leads to wilderness

7:[-] in the evening is the entry time for the auction house grand ceremony.Because Zhong Ning took out a finale lot, he got into a semi-open private room on the second floor.

"I didn't expect this song and dance theater to be used as an auction house, and it looks pretty good." Zhong Ning found his private room, leaned on the railing and looked down. Below was a clear stage and unobstructed seats for ordinary auctioneers. bit.

It’s not yet time for the official auction. The huge stage is being used to the fullest. Traditional music bands and dancers are invited to perform. With the free cakes and tea provided by the auction house, it’s really like a TV show. The feeling of royal banquet.

"Of course, the auction ceremony jointly held by auction houses across the country, how could it be a failure." Fatty Qian said with a smile: "Xiao Zhong, the auction of ghost balls is about to start, are you nervous?"

"Don't be nervous, as long as you don't fail the auction." Zhong Ning said with a smile, even if the starting price of 1 million yuan is the starting price of the Guigong Ball, it is a profit.

"You have a good attitude." Fatty Qian smiled, and looked around on and off the stage, as if he was looking for someone.

"Brother Fat, what are you looking for?" Zhong Ning asked.

"Today's auction will be interesting." Fatty Qian said, turned around and came back from the railing, sat down on his seat and began to eat the Beijing six dishes on the table.

"What's interesting? Why didn't I see it?" Zhong Ning asked.

"The person in charge of this auction has a lot of face." Feng Linhai also said.

"Ah?" Zhong Ning was confused.

"The richest man is here." Seeing that his younger brother was still out of shape, Zhong Li tilted his chin and motioned him to look at the stairs next to him.

"That rich old man over there?" Zhong Ning asked, he has always been a person who doesn't care about other people's business, and the richest man has always kept a low profile, it's normal if he doesn't know him.

"Yes." Zhong Li nodded: "It is rumored that the richest man likes to collect antique porcelain, and only accepts the best quality. It seems that there are some things he is looking forward to in today's auction."

Zhong Ning heard the words, picked up the auction brochure provided by the auction house from the table, flipped to the last page, but it was——

"Ming Chenghua Doucai Chicken Crock Cup?!" Zhong Ning said in surprise, "Someone actually sells this stuff?"

It is said that there are less than 20 pieces in the world, and only 4 of them exist in the hands of private collectors.No wonder the richest man will come.

"You just know, I didn't say you, Xiao Zhong, didn't you do your homework before coming to the auction? As for such a precious thing, why was it put up for auction? It's nothing more than the blood of the old man in the family who died and the children fighting for the family property What a joke!" Fatty Qian laughed, and poured another sip of tea into his mouth.

"Oh, fat brother, you still did enough homework!" Zhong Ning gave Fatty Qian a thumbs up, and said with some embarrassment: "I just came back from the south this morning, anyway, I don't have the money to take pictures. It’s useless to look at these things.”

In order to buy that box of jade jewelry, the balance in Zhongning's bank card has become negative again, what can he do?He is also very helpless.

"That's what you said, fat brother and I are the same, hey, Bai will sit with you in such a private room." Fatty Qian smiled, pouted and tilted his lips to Feng Linhai who was sitting next to him, and said, "But you Brother Hai is different, he also came here for the fighting color chicken cup."

After this sentence fell, Zhong Ning was a little surprised.At the last auction in Zhuhai and Hong Kong, the chicken bowl cup was auctioned for a high price of 28 billion. Feng Linhai is so rich?

"Oh~ It seems that Mr. Hai is very powerful." Zhong Li looked back at Feng Linhai and said with a smile.He is still very concerned about this businessman who is about to cooperate with his younger brother.

"Mr. Xiao Zhong has won the prize. Ming Chenghua Doucai Chicken Crock Cup is a good thing that all porcelain lovers dream of. For today, I sold a few good shops in my hand." Feng Linhai said, straight The torso remained motionless.It can be seen that he is a little nervous. The appearance of the richest man just now has put him under pressure.

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Ning Xin shook her head, she really didn't understand what these antique collectors were thinking, it was just a small cup, and they were vying to buy it for hundreds of millions.Sure enough, the four words of antique collection are not the antiques themselves, but the two words "hobby" that are valuable.If the buyer thinks it is worth it, then it is worth the price.

While the few people were talking, the auction hall was gradually filled with people, and the performers on the stage began to leave.I don't know when the promotional video of the auction started playing on the big screen in the background. The first one was Zhong Ning's Jade Ghost Ball.

"Fengqiuhuang 52-story full-color glass royal purple emerald ghost work ball"

As a thick male voice read the name of Guigongqiu, the camera made a 360-degree circle around Guigongqiu.Under the bright light, the Guigong ball presents a delicate, pure and flawless glass-like luster, and the smoky and pure purple is rich and compelling, and it is comprehensive that cannot be shown in the brochures.

Even Zhong Ning, the maker of the ghost ball, couldn't help but exclaim: beautiful!

The things produced by the system are indeed flawless and perfect!

Immediately afterwards, the picture on the big screen began to be fixed at an angle.A slender silver hairpin entered the picture, penetrated through the reserved axis hole, and began to peel off the internal structure of the ghost ball layer by layer.Layers of engraving, layers of different patterns, with the rotation of the silver hairpin, each layer is clearly visible.There were clearly visible admiration sounds from the scattered seats under the stage, but Zhong Ning's enhanced hearing ability keenly caught the different voices coming from the next door.

"Xiao Wen, which master sculptor is this?" A slightly old voice asked.

"Mr. Liu, according to the information from the auction house, it seems that this is the first time that this master engraver has auctioned his work in public. It is said that this master is very young and has some relationship with the Zhong family in the Modu." A young male voice replied.

"No wonder, we can get such good materials." Said the old voice.

"You don't like the carving of this ghost ball?" The young male voice heard the meaning behind the old voice.

"More than exquisite, not enough aura, too much craftsmanship, but the technique is not bad." The old voice said: "Although it is not enough to be handed down as a collection, it is okay to be a rare object to play with, compared to nuclear carving bodhi wax or something. good."

"You know a lot! I think it looks very good, festive and beautiful has a good meaning! We Chinese, don't we just want this?" A female voice of the same age but clean and neat suddenly interjected and said.

"Madam likes it? If it's less than 8000 million, you can consider taking it." The old male voice said.

"I don't care if it's 8000 million or 9000 million, anyway, I want it! It's for my youngest son to propose to the Lin family." The female voice said.

"When did Silin and the girl from the Feng family settle down?" the old male voice asked.

"He's almost 35, shouldn't it be settled?" the female voice said, her tone very displeased.

"All right, Madam says what she says."

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"Zhongning? What are you thinking?" Zhong Li noticed that his younger brother was distracted and asked.

"Ah, it's nothing. Brother, does the richest man have a youngest son who is going to get married soon?" Zhong Ning asked.

"I haven't heard of this, but Liu Silin, the youngest son of the richest man, seems to have been dating a girl from the Feng family. Why do you ask this all of a sudden?" Zhong Li replied.

"I think this emerald ghost ball might really sell for 1 million yuan." Zhong Ning smiled pointedly, and then he would have money to buy more things from the system gold coin mall.