Soon, the auction went ahead.

Wu Jing naturally entered the backstage slowly and leisurely after the auctioneer's words, and at the moment when he disappeared in front of everyone, his eyes seemed to glance naturally in the direction of Min Hao.

Naturally, this was not captured by anyone, except for Xu Pingfan. Who can escape his perspective?

I guess I was hated, it's miserable. Xu Pingfan thought to himself.

But you can't blame him, when you are about to fall into the ground, you have already made a decision, and all decisions are accompanied by risks. And now that the decision is wrong and there is a risk, Min Hao will naturally have to bear it.

But what Xu Pingfan didn't expect was that just this small move caused Min Hao, Min Min, and even the eldest brother Min Kun to all hate him. Originally, it was just a "war" between Wang Xiao and Min Min, but now it has evolved into a duel between Xu Pingfan, Wang Xiao, Leng Xuebing and the three brothers of the Min family.

And Han Ruizhuo is still in the middle of the middle between the two parties, but his different attitudes towards Xu Pingfan and Min Kun may also join them in the near future.

At least, Han Ruizhuo won't deal with Xu Pingfan, but if he is ungrateful, not necessarily.

"Hey, by the way, Fanzi, I remember what you bought just now?" Han Ruizhuo asked with a puzzled face, he actually had amnesia at a young age.

"Huh? Nine golden needles. Xu Pingfan moved his body, and the middle-aged man next to him just now always put his arm on the armrest between the two, but now he is much more comfortable.

"It must be your favorite treasure, right?" Han Ruizhuo said with a hesitant smile.

"Of course, if it's not for the baby, why should I buy it?, wouldn't it be good for me to have a meal if I keep the money?" Xu Pingfan slapped Han Ruizhuo's arm lightly, pretending to be a little complaining.

"Big brother, you can't think of it in your head, and you have to ask me personally, what do you mean?"

"Then you have to help me see the good things later, I have a mission here!" Han Ruizhuo leaned into Xu Pingfan's ear and said in a voice as thin as the tip of a needle.

Thanks to Xu Pingfan, a cultivator who has developed his six senses, if he is an ordinary person, he will definitely have to listen to it three or five times, and he may not be able to hear it.

"I know," Xu Pingfan elongated, "There will be good things later, just like the kind of painting just now, hidden deep under the surface, good things, just tell you, how about it?"

"Oh, my brother, that's what I've been waiting for, I thank you in advance. Han Ruizhuo laughed twice, and even caused the people around him to glance a few times, and his arm was directly on Xu Pingfan's shoulder.

"I'll tell you first, don't doubt me, otherwise I won't tell you a second thing!" Xu Pingfan feigned anger and said at Han Ruizhuo.

"No problem, no problem, what Wu Jing's eyes can't see, you can see it, I suspect you for something. Han Ruizhuo winked at Xu Pingfan, full of implication.

It's like saying, 'It's too late for me to beg you, I doubt you, I may have been kicked in the head by a donkey.'" ’

Next, Xu Pingfan began to carefully 'taste' the treasures that were brought up one by one.

He didn't know how much money Han Ruizhuo had, after all, he hadn't seen the rich second generation, and he wasn't familiar with their circle, so he couldn't speculate on these people's pocket money.

But after thinking about it, Han Ruizhuo said that he came to the auction for a mission, so naturally it was not his own whim, or he was purely looking for Xu Pingfan to show off.

Maybe it's Wang Yanli, Han Ruizhuo's mother? But she's a vice president of the Red Cross, why do she want to collect these things?

Forget it, no matter what, how did the whole person become so cranky after having the ability to realize? This has to be changed, otherwise you have to become a fool. ’

Three or four lots have passed in a row, all of which are worth tens of millions, and in Xu Pingfan's eyes, Han Ruizhuo just looked at it carefully, and did not show an expression of wanting to buy.

But it's not the same for yourself. Every time a new lot comes on the stage, Xu Pingfan's perspective opens up instantly, exercising his eyes, and at the same time, uncontrollably absorbing some benefits from greenness that even he doesn't know about.

The reason why Han Ruizhuo didn't ask Xu Pingfan is also very simple, a discerning person knows that it is a good thing at a glance, and if he takes a step back, the price of the lot has been set so high, how can it still be a hidden good thing?

I have been looking at more than a dozen pieces, all of which are millions of lots, and Han Ruizhuo's back is straight, and he doesn't dare to relax at all, which shows how important this task is to him.

In other words, the person who gave him the task was also very important to him.

It wasn't until the debut of the last lot that Xu Pingfan's attention was drawn from the greenness of the lot back to the appraisal.

The thing on the stage turned out to be an inconspicuous clay pot, and Xu Pingfan, who was sensitive to six senses, could smell the earthy smell on it from afar, even if the soil on it had long since dried out.

"Let's shoot," Xu Pingfan said to Han Ruizhuo, "The value of this thing, I dare not say that it is more expensive than those things, and it must not be much worse." ”

Xu Pingfan's judgment basis is very simple, with a sweep of perspective, the greenness will be directly presented, and the price can be judged obviously by comparing it with the previous one.

Han Ruizhuo was naturally happy, after waiting for so long, it can be regarded as waiting for someone who can start, not in vain, otherwise...... It's going to be miserable.

"We'll ...... it later."

The female auctioneer's voice sounded at the right time: "This lot, uh, is a clay pot. ”

The auctioneer rarely stumbled on the stage, and the reason was that because of this one, it was wrapped in soil, and most people were reluctant to look at it.

"The specific dynasty is unknown, the style of craftsmanship is unknown, and the method of production is unknown. The female auctioneer muttered, and directly read out the note with the lot information in her hand.

It can be seen that this lot should be added temporarily, so that an auctioneer will be busy "mouthing", and even the most basic responsibility - recommending the lot, has achieved the opposite effect.

How many people would buy something they didn't know what it was?

If something is not clean, it will not be good to get into trouble.

"Damn, I released this kind of thing today, it's ugly. ”

"That's right, I don't know who brought it, it can't be a farmer, right?"

"Peasants, peasants can come here?"

"As long as anyone with a card can come here, why can't anyone bring their distant relatives here?"

"Anyway, this thing is rubbish. ”

"That's right. ”

The chatter in the audience sounded, and the auctioneer was also a little overwhelmed, of course she had seen the audience discuss how good the lot was, which led to chaos in the venue, and she could certainly deal with the problem naturally at that time.

And now this situation, on the contrary, is due to the inconspicuousness of the lot and the imperfection of the information in the hands of the "spurning".

'What can I do about this?'

"Let's talk about the reserve price!"

Suddenly, a somewhat familiar voice rang out.

In fact, it was not that the voice was somewhat familiar, but the location, which was the seat of Xu Pingfan and Han Ruizhuo.

Just now, Xu Pingfan loudly questioned Wu Jing's "unworthy name", which should have been a funny scene of "juniors want to be famous, but they are trained by their elders", but in turn it has become a famous scene where juniors "live up to their names", which makes the elders have to end up embarrassed.

Therefore, many people also silently remember the position of this young man, and want to get what they want through him and satisfy their desires.

The reason is very simple, the things that this child likes should be the treasures of the real thing, but the financial resources are not good. I directly increased the price to win, and it can't be regarded as bullying juniors, after all, the auction house always follows the truth of "the highest bidder wins".

Now that Han Ruizhuo is speaking, it is not the child just now, and there is a vacant seat between the two, obviously they don't know each other, and the group of people are also relieved, after all, it is really a bit embarrassing to slap their own face.

"Well, the reserve price is, 100,000, and each increase cannot be less than 2,000. The female auctioneer's voice trembled a little, as if she was frightened by Han Ruizhuo's shout.

But at this distance between the stage and the stage, coupled with a somewhat noisy venue, how loud can it be?

"One hundred thousand!" Han Ruizhuo's shout sounded again, and the people around him revealed that when Xu Pingfan took the golden needle, they looked at Xu Pingfan's eyes, and now they looked at Han Ruizhuo.

It's like saying, 'What's so strange about this broken clay jar?'

And so it is.

"Damn, what a big wrongdoer?"

"Maybe it's like that one just now, and it's also stuffed with good stuff in it?"

"That's called Sijun Tu! What do you remember?"

"Memory is not important, the important thing is that there is absolutely no such thing as a single one. ”

"Who are you? Prophet? You said no, there would be no more?"

The fight is about to start below, but except for Han Ruizhuo, no one has raised the price anymore.

For a very small number of people in the audience, 100,000 yuan may be the money for a dinner with friends, but they would rather spend money on eating than on such ethereal things.

And the rest of the people who can't treat 100,000 yuan as indifferent will not buy it. Good guy, my house is full of ancient paintings, mahogany furniture, high-end tea sets, what does it mean for you to get an earthen jar to put it?

Therefore, there was only one person left in the audience, who maintained his desire to buy this "broken earth jar".

Of course Xu Pingfan won't buy it, this jar is not something that can help him, at most, it is a perspective under exercise, and the rest is not a flower pot that is practical.

Han Ruizhuo is the only one of them. Since Xu Pingfan successfully slapped Wu Jing in the face, he had let go of his previous tangled prejudices.

It doesn't matter if he is from the village, the soil buns from the mountains, whether he is a master of the Tao or an illegitimate son of some family, just based on Xu Pingfan's character and character, as well as the friendship between the two of them, it is enough for Han Ruizhuo to put Xu Pingfan's status in his heart higher and higher.