Zhu Laoqi is a tomb robber, sleeping during the day and digging holes at night, so he doesn't see the sun all year round, if he wasn't injured by corpse poison on his face, he should also have a miserable white face.

The man who shouted the price was that kind of pale face, and he also had the same earthy smell as Zhu Laoqi, which showed that he and Zhu Laoqi were peers and a tomb robber!

In this way, the original owner of the bronze statue was a tomb robber! What the tomb robber was selling, of course, should be real.

So, Duhrin decided that he must take this bronze piece down.

In addition to the plan to save half of the deposit just now, the white-faced man also wanted to see if he could arouse the interest of a local tyrant.

He thought to himself, as long as someone takes over, he will immediately give up the bid, even if he makes less money, it is better than smashing it in his hands.

But human nature is always greedy, and when he saw that Durin had made a price but only added 50,000, he was a little unwilling.

"One million and one hundred thousand!" the white-faced man added another fifty thousand to himself.

Durin glanced at the white-faced man and frowned, of course he knew this man's careful thoughts.

"One hundred and fifty thousand!" Durin raised his hand and shouted.

"One million two million!" the white-faced man raised the price again.

"One million and three hundred thousand!" Doolin.

"One million and four million!" the white-faced man.

......

When the white-faced man increased the price to one million six hundred thousand after several bids, Durin smiled and suddenly stopped talking. After two seconds, Durin said to the auctioneer,

"Shouldn't you start counting seconds at this time? Mr. Gao?"

Auctioneer Gao Tianyu looked at Du Lin and the white-faced man bidding back and forth for a "fake" like two fools, forgetting his duties, and Du Lin reacted immediately as soon as he reminded him.

"One million six thousand, one time!"

The white-faced man panicked, looked at Du Lin with expectant eyes, hoping that he could shout the price again, thinking, you shout, shout again, as long as you shout again, I will definitely not raise the price again, you TM shouted!

Durin, on the other hand, ignored the white-faced man's expectations, smiled and picked up a grape from the fruit bowl on the table, threw it into his mouth and ate it.

"One million million for the second time!" Gao Tianyu also saw that the two people in the back row were playing tricks, and the speed of counting seconds was also slightly slower, and these people in the front row were not in a hurry, so they watched the two "stupid shortcomings" intrigue for a fake, just as a small show before the official opening.

The white-faced man was so anxious that he was sweating profusely, ignoring the rules of the auction house that "guests are not allowed to move around at will after the auction starts", and walked to Durin's side.

"This gentleman, it seems that you really like this object, I can't bear to cut my love, withdraw the offer of 1.6 million, you can take it with 1.5 million. The white-faced man bent down and whispered in Durin's ear.

"A gentleman doesn't take people's favor, if you like it too, just buy it, I won't fight with you. Durin took another bite of lychee.

The white-faced man was about to cry, "Sir, I was wrong, I won't fight with you, I can't take out 1.6 million." ”

"Can't you still bid?" Durin squinted at him.

"I ...... I...... I'm just ......" The white-faced man didn't say anything for a long time, what could he say? Could it be that he told Du Lin that I was the owner of this bronze bird, and I was just maliciously raising the price to make more money? The original owner's participation in the auction itself was illegal, and even if he wanted to raise the price, he had to find someone else to raise it, so how could he go into battle in person?

"Okay, you don't need to say it, I have already seen your thoughts, that is, to teach you a lesson, I will quote another price, but I will only give you a million, understand?"

"But ......" The white-faced man was still a little unwilling, but when he saw Du Lin glaring at him, he was stunned for a second, "Okay, but the auction house is ...... here"

"Then you don't have to worry about it. Also, I know what you do, with this million, if you don't spend a lot of money, it will be enough for you to feed and clothe for the rest of your life, find a regular business to live, and you are not allowed to do 'that business' in the future, you know? Otherwise, I will send you in with my own hands. After saying that, Du Lin slapped a black-covered document on the table, on which was a silver glittering police badge, which frightened the white-faced man, and his face turned a little pale.

"Yes, yes, I don't dare anymore, thank you officer for raising your hand. The white-faced man bowed and bowed, turned his head and left, walking too hastily, and tripped over a chair.

In fact, if the white-faced man opens the document and takes a look, he will find that this is a "special expert certificate" issued by the Public Security Bureau. This is the last time he went to the scene of the Banyue Lake trestle and was stopped by the police, Li Xian specially asked the leaders of the bureau to give Du Lin an office, except for the convenience of entering and leaving the public security bureau and various crime scenes, he did not even have the right to enforce the law.

Seeing that the two were no longer discussing, Gao Tianyu asked, "Two VIPs, what ......do you think?"

"One million and seven million! ”

The people in the front row almost understood what was going on, and they thought it was quite interesting, and those who paid a high price had to ask their opponents for a higher price, and they had to ask for a lower price.

"Okay, congratulations to this gentleman at the twenty-ninth table, who won a bronze auction for the Western Weekend New Year with 1.7 million yuan!"

"Boom!" the hammer fell, confirming the ownership of the bronze hammer, and this time it seemed to smash on the white-faced man's heart, smashing blood......

"Okay, here is the second lot tonight, and the first lot on the auction brochure, the 'Prajna Sutra' written by the famous monk Yuntai in the early Qing Dynasty. Master Yuntai is the abbot of Guanghua Temple in Dongjiang Province during the period from Shunzhi to Kangxi in the Qing Dynasty, the Buddhism is profound, and there are often thousands of believers who hold incense and listen quietly when opening the altar, and Master Yuntai's calligraphy is also a must.

The "Diamond Sutra" written by him was presented to the Empress Dowager Xiaozhuang as a tribute by local officials in the fourteenth year of Shunzhi, and the Empress Dowager Xiaozhuang took this scripture as a script for the harem concubines to copy and copy, which shows the high level of calligraphy of this master.

This "Prajna Sutra" is written by the Yuntai Master at the age of 80 during the Kangxi period, the pen is soft and round, the Buddhist principles are hidden between the strokes, and the Zen machine is impregnated, it is a rare treasure in the handwritten scriptures, and it is also a unique book, and you can come up and see it with your own eyes. ”

It was still those old men, who circled around a thread-bound ancient book twice, and an old man with white hair and a string of "starry" bracelets in his hands, wore white gloves and read a few scriptures, nodded again and again, and finally put his hands together and bowed deeply to the scriptures, and then returned to his seat.

Du Lin looked at the old man, turned around and waved to the staff of an auction house, the staff was the one who explained the matter to Manager Qian just now, knowing that Du Lin had a lot to do with the boss and the "boss's boss", so he didn't dare to slack off, and hurriedly trotted over.

"What do you need, sir?"

"Who was the old man who bowed to the scriptures just now?"

The clerk looked up, checked it on a tablet in his hand, and said:

His name is Guo Huaiming, he is the chairman of the Dongjiang Buddhist Association, the executive director of the Chinese Buddhist Association, and the vice president of the Dongjiang Collectors Association. ”

Durin nodded, "Do you have his contact information?"

The contact information of a big customer like "this ......" can't be revealed casually, and he doesn't want to offend Durin, so the clerk is a little embarrassed.

"It's inconvenient, forget it, at the end of a while, you help me bring him a message, just say that I have an ancient Sanskrit scripture in my hand, and ask him if he is interested. Durin guessed his difficulty, too.

"Thank you Mr. for understanding, I will definitely bring your words, I will prepare a living room for you in a while, if Mr. Guo is interested, I will take him to the living room to find you, can you see it?"

"That's best, then I'll bother you. ”

"You're welcome, I'll arrange it. ”

The clerk turned around and left, the auction of this scripture had already begun at the venue, and Du Lin didn't hear what Gao Tianyu said about the reserve price, but he only knew that it had already called for two million yuan.

"Two million two thousand times...... Two million and three times, okay, congratulations to Guo Lao at table No. 5, for winning a copy of the "Prajna Sutra" written by Master Yuntai of Guanghua Temple in the Kangxi period in the early Qing Dynasty. ”

There was a round of applause from the audience, Guo Huaiming got up, clasped his hands together, and thanked the people around him.