Chapter 81: My brother said 10 million

In fact, when the auctioneer said this, he was very embarrassed, this thing is a treasure? He really didn't know who wrote the manuscript for himself.

There are 200 dragon coins in this big box, and this thing doesn't cost more than 10,000 yuan to buy alone, who is crazy to come to this auction house to buy dragon coins?

And that's still 200 pieces, when they're here for wholesale?

Not to mention, after all, this thing is an antique from the early years, and if you really go to the ghost market to do wholesale, maybe it can really be sold.

But that's what the manager meant, and even if he was reluctant, he had to enthusiastically introduce the history and value of this thing to everyone.

The people in the audience have already made an uproar, and those who can come to the auction house to buy things are not stupid, and everyone knows that this dragon coin is worthless, so no matter how enthusiastic he is, the people in the audience will not bird him.

But at this time, a person in the audience, cold sweat on his forehead was rubbing, and he stared closely at the dragon coin tattooed on the stage, stunned for a while.

This person is none other than Song Lao's disciple, he came here mainly to take pictures of the dense porcelain for Song Lao, but he didn't expect to encounter this incident at the end.

"Two hundred dragon coins, not too much, no less, it doesn't matter if you really let it circulate in the market. The man secretly pondered, thinking about whether to inform Song Lao.

At this time, the auctioneer said, "Not only these 200 pieces, but we will conduct ten auctions in the next step, and auction 6,000 dragon coins by quality." ”

As soon as these words came out, the person who was laughing just now was suddenly dumbfounded, and a man who had just taken a sip of tea in his mouth lightly and lightly spit it all out at this time.

"How much?"

The old disciple in the audience couldn't sit still at all, he lost his voice for a while, and actually shouted.

"Well, didn't this gentleman hear me? I mean, six thousand!"

There was silence.

"Six thousand dragon coins, just finished saying that it is wholesale, is this really a wholesale?" the audience discussed.

Song Lao's disciple did not hesitate, left directly under the pretext, turned around and walked out of the auction hall.

In fact, Song Lao has always been there, but he is waiting for news in the VIP box, and he is afraid that he will be bored and fall asleep at this level of auction.

"Elder Song!" said the disciple excitedly, "Oh no. ”

"What's wrong? Panicked, not steady at all, what are you going to do with my apprentice?" Song Lao glanced up at his disciple in displeasure.

The disciple hurriedly said, "I do have a gaffe, but it's because something big is going on outside. ”

Song Lao frowned slightly, and he said suspiciously: "What's the big deal? Could it be that the dense-colored porcelain was snatched away?" Song Lao frowned and said: "Didn't I say that at least no more than 10 million will be photographed? Could it be that someone is willing to spend 10 million to buy that broken porcelain?"

"No, no, no. The disciple said nervously: "I photographed the dense porcelain, this is another matter." ”

"What's the matter? Song Lao gently blew the hot air on the tea water and took a sip gently.

The disciple swallowed his saliva and said slowly, "Someone is selling dragon coins outside, six thousand. ”

"How much?" Song Lao's eyes widened, and he said excitedly, "You and I have a good talk." ”

Only then did the disciple tell him everything about the auction house preparing to auction 6,000 dragon coins.

I didn't know anything about this matter, and Song Lao frowned, thinking that this should be added temporarily.

For the dragon coins, his way of dealing with them is monopoly, that is, to completely control the number of dragon coins in the market, so that the price is stable at about 10,000, and slowly digest this point to survive.

And maybe you come across a good quality, it may not be possible to sell for 30,000, although a 10,000 seems not much, but cumulatively, it is also a lot of wealth.

Compared to others, they also think the same way, monopolize the market, and then slowly release the dragon coin.

Or simply sell to small sellers, misleading them into hoarding dragon coins to consume their own dragon coins, although there are still very few dragon coins in circulation on the market, but in fact, their storage has been transferred to the small sellers.

After continuous speculation and fermentation, it is very likely that it will make more money than the market price and sell it.

But this situation is a drain on the patience of small merchants, as soon as one of them can't sit still and starts selling dragon coins, others will find themselves in the trap.

When the time comes, the antique market will sell the dragon coins together, and the price is estimated to fall to the point of sale.

Although the latter may be more negative, if you want to make money, you have to accept the risk, and people like Song Lao will no longer feel guilty about this kind of thing.

But in doing so, it is small businesses that are pitted.

Trick them into hoarding dragon coins at high prices, and then they make money, and when the market crashes, the small merchants bear the losses.

But only if they sell the dragon coins first.

If they don't hype it up and sell it, the market will crash, and tons of dragon coins will be smashed into their hands.

"Who lacks virtue!" Song Lao couldn't help but scold.

Song Lao's disciple didn't dare to speak, he thought to himself, let's speculate on things and trick small merchants to buy them, isn't this a lack of virtue?

The box was quiet, if he really wanted to let the six thousand dragon coins flow into the market, then the 1,200 kilograms of dragon coins he had in his hand would be smashed in his hands.

Then all his money will be smashed in vain, which is not a small amount, even if he has to go into the ICU and lie down for a few days to recover.

"Master, what should I do? The auction is about to start. The disciples anxiously counseled.

Song Lao took a deep breath, and then said, "How much did that person sell?"

"Six thousand. The disciple whispered.

Song Lao nodded and said, "I'll go with you, I can't let these dragon coins flow into the market." ”

"But Master, as long as this thing is auctioned off, and the quantity is still so large, there will definitely be people who doubt it, right?"

"Of course I know, so I can't let our family buy it, inform all the families who bought the dragon coins at that time, and let me roll over to buy the dragon coins, otherwise Lao Tzu would not want to pay so much money alone. ”

Song Lao said slowly: "This dragon coin was divided among several major families in the auction house, maybe it's a good thing, so that those small merchants think that the dragon coin is very valuable, but it helps us hype." ”

"Alright!" the disciple nodded quickly and trotted out of the box.

Song Lao's expression was uncertain, and what he was even more curious about now was which plague god dared to sell dragon coins like this, if he let himself know, he would definitely chop off his head with a knife!

At the same time, in the box on the second floor, Zhao Yang quietly watched the auctioneer introduce the dragon coin.

But even so, there are very few auctioners for these 200 pieces, the starting price of 200 yuan.

"Can you sell it?" Su Jingnan said helplessly: "You said that what you usually gave me was either Qi Baishi's authentic handiwork or antiques from the Later Tang Dynasty, how did you think of selling 'tattered' today." ”

"You don't believe it?" Zhao Yang grinned: "Do you believe that someone will go crazy and grab it after a while?"

"I believe you're a ghost. Su Jingnan rolled her eyes and said proudly: "I'm not a novice, I've been in the antique world for a few months, I don't know how much this thing can sell for." ”

People are buying one or two to collect at home, and they can buy up to six, eight, and they are auspicious, good guys, two hundred at once, really think this is a vegetable market?

"Don't believe it, let's make a bet?" Zhao Yang squinted at Su Jingnan?

"Bet on what?" Su Jingnan said curiously.

Zhao Yang smiled slightly: "Just bet on how many zeros I can sell today." ”

"Hey, I guess the top four zeros. ”

"What if it's seven zeros?" Zhao Yang looked at Su Jingnan with straight eyes.

Su Jingnan was stunned, "How much is seven zeros?" She wrenched her fingers and counted them one by one, and when she found out what seven zeros represented, she said with a smile: "Impossible, absolutely impossible, if you can really sell this thing at that high price, I will give you my red flash sports car!"

"Then we'll see. Zhao Yang raised the teacup and said indifferently: "The show will start soon." ”

And at this time, offstage.

Yun Bao'er frowned, the auction items she saw before were sold for hundreds of thousands of millions, how could this Zhao Yang's thing only reach 30,000 yuan, and no one was willing to increase the price?

But thinking about what she promised Zhao Yang, she had no choice but to hold up the sign. "One hundred thousand!"

All eyes are on Rainbow Dash, not envy, of course, but a fool.

Rainbow Dash doesn't know about antiques, but she knows from the conversations of people around her that she has done something stupid.

Xie Xiaolong was also a little confused, and said in his heart that this Brother Yang let himself increase the price to 10 million, and it was clear that no one would buy 30,000 yuan.

I was hesitating to ask Zhao Yang if he was mistaken, when he heard the auctioneer's offer of 100,000 yuan.

"The opportunity is here!" Xie Xiaolong excitedly raised the sign, just now he looked at the hundreds of thousands and millions of signs raised by others, he had already been itching, and when he was excited, he raised the sign instantly.

"One million! The gentleman offered a million!"

The auctioneer was crazy, happy and crazy, he didn't expect to meet a fool today, or two second fools.

And at this time, those people who bought dragon coins in the ghost street also entered one after another, and they happened to see this scene.

Song Lao also stabilized his mind and just sat on the sofa, ready to watch the things under the stands.

"Ah, I made a mistake!" Xie Xiaolong stood up and said embarrassedly.

The audience burst into laughter, but they didn't expect that there would be such people who didn't understand the rules and could still cite the wrong amount of money.

"Well, sir, what do you mean?100,000?" the auctioneer also looked embarrassed, this kind of thing had never been seen before in his career.

"No, no, my brother said. Xie Xiaolong smiled and directly held up the sign with the largest value: "I'll give 10 million!"