With the sound of an enthusiastic and exotic music, the lights in the venue dimmed and the auction was about to begin. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

The opening show before the official auction was also very exciting, and with the strength of Carlo, they always put on a satisfying performance.

(It's a pity that Sanji didn't come, but if it were him, he would have been very interested in this kind of performance.) ）

Looking at the dancers on the stage with hot bodies and bewitching movements, Sherlock pushed his glasses calmly.

The auction house converted from a theater provides a spacious enough stage, and the changing lighting makes the dancers' dancing posture more dreamy, with flexible and stretched jade arms, wonderful curves covered by light gauze, ups and downs of full breasts, especially the weak and boneless slender waist, which makes the vast majority of male audiences swallow saliva subconsciously.

"Hey, Sherlock, what do you think of these dancers?"

Jean smiled meaningfully, turned sideways and whispered, "They are also the slaves who will be auctioned off in this auction, and they are female slaves who have been adjusted to absolutely obey all orders of their masters." ”

"If you like which, you can tell me in advance, don't worry, I won't bid with you. ”

"No, no, I'm not interested in that. Sherlock couldn't help but laugh in his heart, he just wanted to have a good time at this auction, and he didn't plan to buy a slave to go back.

"Oh, well. Jean nodded disappreciatively, thinking that this glasses guy was just reserved.

After the unending dance, the chief auctioneer of Carlo Auction House, Stepves, wearing a tuxedo and a pair of gold-rimmed glasses, walked onto the auction table, he first made a concise set of formulaic opening statements, and then skillfully picked up the hammer and struck it three times, indicating that the auction had officially begun.

"First of all, our first lot is a precious jewel from the Kingdom of Alabastan - Heart of the Sea!"

Stvez gestured, and a beautiful model wearing a sapphire necklace stepped out from behind the curtain on one side of the auction table, and the curtain behind the stage was also marked with a large close-up of the sapphire by the video phone bug.

Under the illumination of the light, the sapphire emitted a brilliant light and the deep ravine on the chest of the beautiful model, which aroused the admiration of the VIPs in the audience.

Just looking at the expressions on the faces of these guys as if they were possessed by the soul of some nymphomaniac cook, Sherlock expressed sincere suspicion about the object of their admiration.

"Alabastan is a desert kingdom with a long history, and in that rich country, luxury goods such as spices and jewelry have always been sought after by nobles and wealthy merchants in other regions. Auctioneer Stepvez looked around the floor and talked eloquently.

Standing on his auction table, Stevez's face is full of confidence, and this absolute confidence that belongs to a good businessman can infect others, so that others will feel that the products he recommends are the best!

"And this heart of the ocean has a strong mystery in the history of Alabastan, and it is said that this gem is buried with a great secret......"

The chief auctioneer then started with a few allusions from the history of Alabastan, and his eloquence was so good that Robin, an archaeologist, might wonder if it was true.

Not only that, but this thing was even involved in the recent rebellion in Alabastan and the sand crocodile's conspiracy to steal the country, according to his ambiguous statement, these things are actually inextricably linked to this gem, and the sorcerer in the audience looked strange.

(I wonder how Klockdahl would have felt if he had heard the auctioneer.) Sherlock thought to himself.

However, not all of the guests present knew everything as Sherlock did, and they all had an unaware expression when they were fooled by Shylock.

In the end, the starting price was only 1 million Bailey's Heart of the Ocean, and as everyone competed for bidding, the transaction price was 7.5 million Bailey, which made a certain glasses feel that they were really stupid and had a lot of money.

"Carlo's chief auctioneer is still so powerful, I thought the transaction price was only 2 million Baileys at most. Jean whispered that, as a jeweler, he was all too familiar with the value of gemstones.

"Well, this auctioneer's eloquence is indeed very good, and his brain is not small. Sherlock nodded nondeniably.

Auction is not the same as ordinary buying and selling, it involves a lot of knowledge, such as the identification of goods, the art of language, the psychological game between bidders, the evaluation of the price in the hearts of others, the reasonable allocation of their own funds, the choice of favorite goods, and so on.

That's why Sherlock likes to go to auctions, and a lot of times he doesn't do it to buy anything, but just to enjoy the process of bidding.

This is probably the art of auction.

Except for the first piece of the Heart of the Ocean that was blown into the sky by Stevez, the next few auction items were a little decent, although amazing, but far less sensational than the first one, but under the support and introduction of the auctioneer Stevis, they were all sold at a very satisfactory price.

Sherlock didn't sit on the sidelines, and he tentatively raised his cards a few times, but they were quickly suppressed.

By looking at the clothes of the people who participated in the auction, the number of times they raised their cards, and the extent of the price increase, Sherlock could conclude that at least three of them were hired by the auction house to set the price of the child.

In addition, he roughly assessed the purchasing power of each person, and analyzed their psychological price for each lot.

This was also a very difficult thing for Sherlock before, but since he awakened his domineering ability to see and hear, his observation and perception ability has immediately risen countless steps, and his ability to collect information is naturally not the same as his grasp of people's hearts.

The next auction was a Hannabal specialty: 10 barrels of the finest rum, with a starting bid of 8 million baileys.

These top-notch wines that have been aged for at least 40 years can be said to be sky-high, but the verbal offensive of Stepvez quickly aroused the wine worms in the hearts of the people present, and just when they hesitated how much to increase the price, one person's sign made them all shrink back.

"17.5 million Bailey! The gentleman with glasses bid 17.5 million Bailey, is there a higher bid?"

Stepvez asked loudly while holding up the megaphone bug, but the quiet appearance under the stands, this amazing and rich auctioneer also knew in his heart that I was afraid that this product was going to be killed in seconds.

This price is no more, no less, just more than the psychological price of most people, even if a few local tyrants who like the things in the cup intend to increase the price, but considering that the slave auction is the main purpose of the trip, they gave up again.

The nurseries who invited malicious bidding from the auction were even more entangled, because they knew that this guy with glasses would only quote the price once at a time, and if the glasses boy didn't increase the price after they raised their cards, who would they cry to at that time?

However, time did not allow them to be honored for a long time, and with the auctioneer's final word, the ten barrels of fine wine had a new owner, becoming the fastest transaction in the auction, and the surrounding guests couldn't help but turn their eyes to the handsome young man wearing silver-rimmed glasses.

"Congratulations to the gentleman with glasses, and I hope these fine wines bring enough joy to your life. Although Stepvez felt a little awkward in his heart, the chief auctioneer still smiled and sent his blessings, expressing his good professional qualities.

"I really don't see it. Jean touched his mustache and said in surprise, "You are so interested in wine~"

"No, it's just for a friend. ”

Sherlock pushed his glasses, if it weren't for some green-haired swordsman who had asked him to bring some rum back, he, who was extremely sensitive to alcohol, wouldn't have bought these fine wines.

It's just that Sauron definitely didn't want him to buy such expensive wine......

"Alright, let's have the next auction item, and the last treasure. Stepves cleared his throat, adjusted his mentality, and said aloud:

"One of the twenty-one workers of the big fast knife, the famous knife - extinct!"