After a period of time to measure and bid. The hostess collects all the envelopes and gives them to the auctioneer and the notary.

Before the price given by everyone is not announced.

Of the twenty bidders, except for Zhou Ming, no one knew whether they could win the championship in one fell swoop.

After all, the price is not public, and no one knows what the difference is between the price offered by others and others.

In the case of dark shooting, there will also be a large price disparity.

After Zhou Ming's observation, the prices given by these bidders are not particularly different.

This also gave him an idea of how much the calligraphy and painting were worth.

Zhou Ming doesn't understand calligraphy and painting, and Liu Liu doesn't understand either.

But that doesn't mean that everyone who comes to the auction doesn't understand.

"Brother Zhou, your price ......"

Liu Liu frowned, looking like he wanted to say something and stopped.

Zhou Ming knew that Liu Liu's heart was unreasonable, and as for the very strange price given by Zhou Ming, Liu Liu naturally couldn't figure it out in his heart.

"Don't worry, there will be no problem. ”

Zhou Ming said.

If it weren't for the Tiger Roar inkstone that I auctioned before, I would have to wait for the end of the whole auction to get it.

Maybe Zhou Ming has already withdrawn now.

After all, this auction was boring for him.

"Let everyone wait for a long time, the twenty bidders have finished bidding, and the notary of the notary office in Zhongyun City will reveal the price given by the twenty bosses for everyone. ”

"According to the auction rules, all the prices given will be the highest one, and the prices given by you have already been submitted, so they cannot be changed. ”

The auctioneer gave a brief introduction, and then the notary began to quote the prices given by all the bidders one by one.

The notary quoted the prices given by the eighteen bidders in succession.

Only Zhou Ming and the price given by the No. 88 bidder did not break out.

"At present, the highest price is 3.31 million quoted by bidder No. 45. ”

The auctioneer continued: "If the price given by the No. 88 bidder and the No. 168 bidder is not as high as the price of 3.31 million yuan from the No. 45 bidder, then the final owner of this calligraphy and painting will be the No. 45 bidder." ”

While the auctioneer introduced this, the face of the No. 45 auctioneer looked like he was ready to win.

Because the previous highest price was only 3.3 million, the No. 45 bidder thought that the price he gave was 3.31 million.

First, it can be higher than the highest price of 3.3 million, and second, the price given by himself is only 10,000 higher.

Bidder No. 45 smiled proudly, deliberately pretending to be indifferent.

Zhou Ming went down to No. 88, and the expression on his face was even more exciting at this time.

Knowing that I "erased"

Succeeded, the No. 88 bidder was full of pride, but his face was full of joy, pretending to be indifferent.

"Oh my God! The price offered by bidder No. 88 is 1,000 more than 3,310,000!"

As soon as the auctioneer said this, everyone's eyes were focused on the seat of No. 88.

No. 88 stood up and stretched out his hand to the people around him, as if he had already pocketed the calligraphy and painting.

Zhou Ming leaned back on the chair and took a sip of tea calmly.

Liu Liu's image is as bright as it gets.

Although the price they gave has not yet been quoted, Liu Liu already knew what the exact amount Zhou Ming wrote down before.

Now in Liu Liu's eyes, Zhou Ming is simply a magical storage zài.

"Brother Zhou, it's awesome. ”

Liu Liu gave Zhou Ming a thumbs up.

At the same time, the auctioneer said: "Now only the price given by the 168th bidder has not been announced, and with the announcement of the price given by the last bidder, the final fate of this calligraphy and painting will be directly determined." ”

As the auctioneer spoke, he found a piece of paper from the notary's hand, on which the notary copied the price given by Zhou Ming.

The price on the paper of the auctioneer's eye.

It stands to reason that the auctioneer has nothing to do with who wins the bid in the end.

But the price given by Ming is still a relatively rare deposit for this auctioneer who has been in the business for many years.

After the grid, the auctioneer looked up at Zhou Ming, who was sitting not far away.

At this time, he was leaning back in his chair, drinking tea calmly.

But from Zhou Ming's face, there was absolutely no affection.

Of course, the reason is simple.

Because he didn't care about this calligraphy and painting.

But Liu Liu, who was sitting next to Zhou Ming, was also very excited.

"The next thing to be quoted is the price given by the last competitor, which is the one hundred and sixty-eighth bidder. ”

Before the price is actually announced, the auctioneer still tries to be as calm as possible.

This undoubtedly made the previous leader Eighty-Eight even more happy, because the bidder from the auctioneer's watch was obviously not as high as his own.

It's just that he was happy too early, and the truth is far from being as smooth as No. 88 imagined.

"Bidder No. 168, the price given is, 3,310,02,000! That is to say, the last item belongs to Bidder 168, who bid 3,310,020! Mr. Liu!"

Zhou Ming used Liu Liu's good card to take pictures of the Tiger Roar inkstone before, and Liu Liu had been playing with his mobile phone with his head down before that.

Before understanding their identities, it was widely believed that Zhou Ming was Liu Liu.

This time, Zhou Ming closed his eyes, but it was Liu Liu who stood up last.

The No. 88 bidder, whose bid was overpowered by Zhou Ming, was red before, but after learning the final result, his face is now almost green!

When the auction ended, Zhou Ming stood up and stretched.

"Don't come to me for such a boring thing. ”

Zhou Ming said lazily to Liu Liu.

Liu Liu's purpose was to buy the most expensive thing in this auction.

And now that he has achieved his goal, he is naturally very happy.

Maybe this thing has no value to Liu Liu.

In Liu Liu's heart, happiness is the highest thing, and there is no one.

Liu Liu went through the formalities and took out the Tiger Roar inkstone that Zhou Ming had photographed before.

"Brother Zhou, I like this thing very much, this is a gift from my younger brother. ”

This tiger roaring inkstone, Zhou Ming doesn't like this thing too much.

It's just curiosity.

Besides, this inkstone is not worth a few dollars, so Zhou Ming didn't say anything.

Originally, Liu Liu planned to take Zhou Ming to have a pastime, but he didn't have this leisure and elegance now.

The Pure Ice Spirit couldn't be found for a day, and Zhou Ming always felt like he had something on his mind, and he kept pressing himself to do other things.

After Zhou Ming went home, he left the box containing the Tiger Roar inkstone in his hand still on the sofa.

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