Beneath the yellow sands of the Kendia Desert, there are buried relics that cannot be counted in historical records, and countless treasures are hidden in the darkness and do not see the light of day.

There are two kinds of people who come to the desert for profit, one is a merchant who buys low and sells high, and the other is a risk-taker who digs for gold.

The former carries truckloads of goods to the Oasis Country to deal with them at a high price, and then buys antiquities or local goods at a low price, and returns to sell them, making high profits at both ends.

The latter organize small teams to explore the treacherous desert in the hope of unearthing the remains of a treasure trove or picking up leaks in Vulture Street.

Whether it is a large team of the former or a small team of the latter, they will not only face the potential danger from the desert, but also face the threat from the sand pirates, and if they are not careful, they will lose their lives.

However, money is such a thing as a thing that can always make some people who are not afraid of death flock to it.

The people in Vulture Street are basically outsiders, including merchants, gold diggers, and even travelers who want to try their luck.

At this time, on the stage shaped like an auction table, the old man in the robe known as Zelas continued to evaluate the pot of strong desire calmly for a few words, and finally came to a conclusion: high imitation fake!

The wheat-colored woman in short-sleeved hot pants who didn't seem to be afraid of the scorching sun seemed to be the host, and when she heard the old man's conclusion, she immediately looked at the middle-aged man with regret.

"Sir, your heirloom is not a treasure, according to the agreement, whether you are satisfied with the appraisal result or not, you have to pay the appraisal fee of 500,000 rings to Master Zelas. ”

The middle-aged man lowered his head slightly and said in despair: "I don't have that much money." ”

"Master Zeros just said, although your pot is a fake, but the high imitation skills are very distinctive, take it out and sell it, it is worth at least one million rings, you can take advantage of the large number of people now, auction the pot on the spot, as long as the price exceeds one million, you can not only pay the appraisal fee, but also get 500,000 rings. ”

The wheat-colored woman smiled brightly.

The middle-aged man's spiritual qi seemed to have been drained, and when he heard the suggestion of the wheat-colored woman, how could he refuse, and besides, there were 500,000 rings and nuns, so he agreed to auction the pot of strong desire on the spot.

Seeing that the middle-aged man agreed, a subtle hint of joy crossed the depths of the wheat-colored woman's eyes, and she said to everyone in the audience: "Everyone has seen that although this pot of strong desire is a fake, Master Zeros still gives a good evaluation, proving that it has a certain value. ”

"With the consent of the original owner, this pot of strong desire will now be auctioned, the starting price is 500,000 rings, and the additional price cannot be less than 10,000, and the highest price will win!"

The wheat-colored woman's voice was loud but not harsh, she didn't need auxiliary equipment such as a microphone, and her words could be heard clearly by everyone present.

As soon as the wheat-colored woman's voice fell, the guests in the audience whispered, but no one bid, after all, it was a fake, even if Zelas was not low, it was a great reduction in value.

After a while, someone finally raised their hand and shouted, "510,000!"

The wheat-colored woman glanced at the man quickly and shouted, "This gentleman bid 510,000 yuan, does anyone follow?"

confirmed it twice in a row, and someone in the crowd shouted the price of 520,000 yuan, and the interval between the two shouts was a little long, showing the hesitation of the bidder.

The middle-aged man saw that the audience reacted very coldly, and suddenly panicked, the pot that was regarded as an heirloom was actually a fake, so forget it, but Master Zelas finally gave an appraisal price of one million, and if he successfully sold it, he paid the appraisal fee, and there was still 500,000 left.

However, the enthusiasm for shouting prices is so low now that middle-aged people begin to tremble.

After that, there were scattered people shouting the price, and after a few minutes, the price was raised to 600,000.

In the crowd of people in the audience, Luo was like a calm bystander, observing the people on the stage and the guests who shouted the price, and always felt that something was wrong.

He tugged at an uncle beside him, pretending to be a newcomer who didn't understand the world, and asked, "Uncle, who is Master Zeroth?" ”

The uncle looked at Luo, with a look of disdain on his face, and said, "The little ghost is here to make a fuss." ”

"Come and see for a long time!" Luo blinked, looking as cute as a purple pig.

The uncle said impatiently: "Master Zelas is a well-known top appraiser in the three oasis countries, there is nothing he can't identify, but the appraisal fee is very expensive. ”

"This is a place where grown-ups can play, not for a little kid like you, get out of here. ”

At this time, the pot of strong desire shouted the price of 650,000, and it was already being confirmed for the second time, and in another second, as long as the wheat-colored woman confirmed it for the third time, the pot would be sold at the price of 650,000.

On the other hand, in the field, the person who bid before didn't seem to have the heart to continue shouting.

Luo saw that the pot of strong desire was about to be sold, and under the shocked gaze of the uncle, he hurriedly raised his hand and shouted: "1 million!"

Jumping from 650,000 to 1 million, it immediately attracted the attention of the guests present, and many people here are not short of such a little money, just to see who is so rich that they are willing to spend money to buy a fake.

The uncle who taught Luo a lesson just now, and made Luo get out of the way, took a few steps back, staring at Luo with a "what's going on in this world" look, only to feel that the slap he had just slapped out fell on his face.

Luo ignored the uncle, ignored the surprised eyes around him, and looked towards the stage.

Master Zeroth sat in a chair, oblivious to the auction, while the wheat-colored woman in charge of the auction took a deep look, while the middle-aged man with the pot of lust looked excited.

If Luo doesn't shout the price, the final price may be set at 650,000, but as soon as Luo shouts like this, he has to see whether the 650,000 people want to follow.

For the sake of this fake, the price was directly raised to one million, and it was incomprehensible in the eyes of others.

The pot of strong desire is entangled with thoughts, which is the reason why Luo is bound to win, so even if it is 10 million, he has to take it down.

The factor that ordinary people can't see is the origin of incomprehension.

Moreover, Elo's experience of coming into contact with antiquities all the time, but the probability of any antiquities that are entangled in his thoughts is extremely high, and the truth or falsity of the conclusion that Master Zelas swore by has yet to be verified.

It's a pity that you have to touch the object with your own hands, and the white smoke font can give an accurate assessment, including the price.

After shouting out the price, Luo kept watching the wheat-colored woman's reaction, and saw the other party's move to quickly move his gaze, and then retract it, Luo's heart suddenly understood.

Assuming that the pot of strong desire is genuine, then the drama on the auction table is intriguing.

The person who gave the price of 650,000 yuan before raised the price again, calling 1.01 million.

Luo didn't follow the price for the first time, but met the wheat-colored woman's gaze and showed a meaningful smile.

The wheat-colored woman was slightly stunned, her psychological quality had been exercised to the point that she was about to break through the sky, and she felt uneasy for some reason.

There is such an illusion that you are going to be smashed on the field.

She suppressed the inexplicable emotions in her heart, smiled at Luo and said, "This gentleman, do you want to continue to follow?"

"Of course, 1.02 million. Luo said slowly.