"Tea set! It turned out to be a tea set unearthed in Jingdezhen at the end of the Han Dynasty!" Yang Zhan's eyes widened, staring at a complete set of tea sets on the stage, both eyes flashing with golden light.

The corners of Yang Fan's mouth hooked up a smile, he knew that Yang Zhan liked to taste tea on weekdays, and when he saw some rare tea sets, he was naturally very excited.

"I'll give 80 million. At this moment, a muddy voice suddenly sounded.

The crowd was slightly stunned, and when they looked back, they realized that it was an old man with gray hair who made the bid.

"Teacher Zhou. Yang Zhan looked at the old man who offered the price, his eyes narrowed slightly, he gritted his teeth, and said in a deep voice: "I'll give 100 million!"

Yang Zhan doesn't have many hobbies, he likes to taste tea the most, for tea sets, he has reached the point of madness, and now, with such a precious tea set in front of him, even if it is Zhou Qiang who bids, Yang Zhan has to compete with him.

"Yang Zhan, what do you mean by this?!" Zhou Qiang's eyes narrowed slightly, staring at Yang Zhan deadly.

On the side, Zhou Ming pursed his lips and said coldly: "Yang Zhan, don't think that your Happy Hotel can pretend to be forced in front of us if you make a few stinky money, I, Zhou Ming, will tell you today, although your Happy Hotel is good, it is far from my grandfather's industry." ”

"You want to compete with my grandfather for the tea set, dream about you!"

Zhou Ming snorted coldly, picked up the sign angrily, and directly increased the price for Zhou Qiang: "I'll pay 200 million!"

"Three hundred million. Yang Zhan was almost expressionless, these three hundred million were nothing to him now.

"Paralysis, I'll give four ......" Before Zhou Ming could say anything, Zhou Qiang covered his mouth, then took away the brand in his hand and put it down.

"Zhou Ming, okay, today's goal is the thousand-year-old He Shou Wu, now if we spend all the money, what will we do with the thousand-year-old He Shou Wu?"

"Yang Zhan likes that tea set, let's treat it as a gift!" Zhou Qiang said this, but his face couldn't help but twitch fiercely.

He never expected that Yang Zhan, who was still counted by him yesterday, would snatch his favorite tea set with his backhand today, which is really hateful.

Zhou Ming snorted coldly, clasped his hands in front of his chest, don't look over, and don't say much.

On the stage, Zeng Meimei glanced at Yang Zhan and Zhou Qiang, then picked up a small hammer and said while beating: "Three hundred million once, three hundred million twice, three hundred million deals!"

After speaking, Zeng Mei beckoned, then ordered someone to take the lot down, handed it to Yang Zhan, and asked Yang Zhan to pay.

Yang Zhan excitedly took a complete set of tea sets at the end of the Han Dynasty, pulled his big hand, and paid happily.

After the auction of the first thing, Zeng Mei made a move with one hand, and the two hostesses pushed the trolley and walked out, and a night pearl the size of a goose egg with a faint green light appeared in front of the crowd.

"Hehe, this is the night pearl of the North Sea, which is obtained by chance when a fisherman is fishing, and the starting price is five million. Zeng Mei looked at the night pearl beside her, and her voice was a little high-pitched, trying her best to mobilize people's emotions.

"I'll pay six million" As soon as Zeng Mei's voice sounded, someone made a bid.

"I'll give seven million!"

"I'll give eight million!"

In just a short period of time, the night pearl of the Beihai Sea has been fried to eight million.

The crowd sighed for a while, the Beihai Moon Pearl on the stage, the size of a goose egg, can be about 5,000 grams, according to the market price, the maximum is about six million, but now, it has been fried by the crowd to eight million.

"Wow, this night pearl is so beautiful!" In the hall, Liu Qinglan dragged her cheeks with her hands, her eyes full of excitement.

"I'll give 10 million!" women are always impulsive when shopping, Liu Qinglan doesn't care how much this night pearl can be worth, she opens her mouth and increases it to 10 million.

The crowd clenched their fists, glanced back at Liu Qinglan, and then gritted their teeth and gave up the price increase, after all, the pearl of that night, at most, was only six million, and if they increased the price, they would be wronged.

"I'll give 20 million. At this moment, a deep voice suddenly sounded in the hall.

The crowd looked back and saw a short, stocky man with a fat head and big ears, surrounded by several bodyguards, holding up a sign.

"Zhang Daxin!" Liu Qinglan looked at the man, and her mind was a little clearer.

The man who raised the price was Zhang Daxin, who was outside the Fulai Auction House just now and threatened to annex the Happy Hotel!

On the other side, Zhang Daxin crossed a Erlang leg, pulled down his sunglasses, stared at Liu Qinglan with two small eyes, a sneer hooked at the corner of his mouth, and looked at Liu Qinglan playfully.

Liu Qinglan was so angry that she twitched her cheeks fiercely, opened her mouth, and in the end there was no price increase, 10 million is already the limit that Liu Qinglan can accept, after all, the Beihai Night Pearl is only worth six million.

"Thirty million. On the side, Yang Fan opened his mouth and said casually.

Yang Fan buys things, never looks at the true value of things, although this Beihai Night Pearl is only worth six million, but as long as Liu Qinglan likes it, Yang Fan will buy it for 600 million.

Hearing that someone was bidding 30 million, the crowd finally couldn't help but shake their heads and sighed, and some people even laughed directly: "Haha! The person who made the bid, I'm afraid he is a fool, 30 million! A night pearl actually sold 30 million!"

However, when the crowd turned around and saw Yang Fan in a sportswear in the corner, under the dim light, his voice was stuck in his throat, stunned, as if petrified.

Yang ...... Master Yang! It turned out to be Master Yang!" After the crowd who laughed at Yang Fan just now found out that it was Yang Fan who made the bid, they hurriedly turned their heads away, and then buried their heads very low, for fear that Yang Fan would recognize them.

"Boy, you're so sick, aren't you? A pearl of the night actually bid 30 million!"

"Okay! count you as a special kind, Lao Tzu doesn't want it!" Zhang Daxin looked at Yang Fan with cold eyes, but the corners of his mouth couldn't help twitching.

Zhang Daxin is indeed rich, but he can't spend it like Yang Fan.

At the same time, on the stage, Zeng Mei's pretty face was full of smiles, and her heart had already blossomed, and the six million night pearls could be photographed for 30 million, which was already beyond her expectations.

Zeng Mei smiled and knocked the hammer three times, then beckoned and said, "Send the night pearl to that gentleman." ”

Miss Etiquette nodded in response, carefully picked up the Night Pearl, walked off the stage, and delivered it to Yang Fan.

Miss Etiquette took out a POS machine and was about to ask Yang Fan to pay, however, a middle-aged man in the front row of Yang Fan hurriedly turned around, stood up with a sneer, bowed to Yang Fan, and said, "Master Yang, please swipe my card." ”

"Mu Tian, you're going too far, don't grab it from me today, give my card to Mr. Yang!" On the side, another middle-aged man stood up, hurriedly took out the bank card on his body, and handed it to Miss Etiquette.

Brothers, help me up, I can still write!!

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