The first floor of the auction house was in full swing to bid at a higher price, but at this time, in the No. 100 box on the second floor, Ye Feng, who was dressed in white, was indifferent, holding a cup of fragrant tea in his left hand, and did not show much interest in the fierce bidding outside. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

And Han Zidie, who was standing in front of the window of the box, opened a small gap in the curtain, and was looking down with wide eyes.

This was the first time Han Zidie watched the auction, and she was already stunned by the dozen or so people who were scrambling to increase the price.

"Brother Feng! Is the Golden Dragon Stick really that valuable? With 300,000 taels of silver to buy a stick, Zi Die felt a loss no matter how she thought about it. ”

Ye Feng, who was drinking tea, smiled faintly and said, "Sister Purple Butterfly feels a loss, that's because you haven't set foot in the rivers and lakes. In the future, if you have the opportunity to break into the martial arts of the rivers and lakes, you will know how glorious it is to have a high-grade mortal weapon. ”

Han Zidie was stunned, turned around and looked at Ye Feng and said, "Even if that golden dragon stick is valuable, is it worth spending 300,000 taels of silver to buy it for the sake of face glory?" ”

Ye Feng blinked, pondered for a moment, and said: "In the eyes of the common people, don't say it's 300,000 taels of silver, even if it only costs 30,000 taels of silver, they won't buy it, because the golden dragon stick is just an ornament when they buy it." But for the people of the rivers and lakes, the golden dragon stick looks like face, and it is also a weapon to save life at a critical moment. As for whether it's worth it or not, it depends on what people think. ”

"For example, women in the world love beauty and prefer different kinds of rouge gouache. Even if it is as expensive as 1,000 taels and 1 grams, there will be a rich lady who will buy it. Men love martial arts, and they like peerless gods even more, and their obsession with treasures and martial arts is not inferior to women's love of beauty. ”

Han Zidie was stunned again, touched her chin with her fingers and thought about it, and felt that this was really the truth.

"Brother Feng, what price do you think this golden dragon stick can be auctioned up at in the end?"

"Now it has been increased to 340,000, if no one in the box on the second floor shouts, this golden dragon stick will not be higher than 400,000."

"Brother Feng, are you so sure? Maybe it's 400,000 higher? Han Zidie asked with a blink of eyes and confusion.

Ye Feng smiled faintly, shook it and said, "There are many ways to auction. For example, in the current auction of the golden dragon stick, dozens of people initially stood up and scrambled to increase the price, but now how many people are still standing? Even if these four people were still standing, they had to think twice about every price increase, and they were just thinking about whether it was worth buying the golden dragon stick for more than 300,000 silver. ”

Han Zidie pondered for a moment, and then said as if she didn't understand: "It's still not necessarily, maybe someone in the box will increase the price in the end?" In this way, the price of the golden dragon stick can definitely exceed 400,000. ”

Ye Feng tilted his head slightly, looking at Han Zidie's eyes with a touch of appreciation.

"Sister Purple Butterfly is right, but there is something wrong. Don't look at the 99 boxes with bidders, nine times out of ten there will be no price increase. ”

"Why?"

"Sister Purple Butterfly, if you think about it, if you want to bid in the box, you need to hand over a thousand taels of silver. Don't think one-sidedly that the Ye family is a blood-sucking locust, think about it differently, how can the person who can spend a thousand taels of silver to charter the box be a good kind? As soon as they open their mouths, the people below will give some face and will not increase the price. Until this moment, no one in all the boxes on the second floor opened their mouths to increase the price, which also showed that they were not very interested in the golden dragon stick. ”

Ye Feng's words were in his ears, and Han Zidie was really stunned when he heard it.

She thought that the bidding was very simple, but if it wasn't for listening to Ye Feng's explanation, Han Zidie wouldn't have thought that there were so many doorways in it.

It was precisely because he understood Ye Feng's explanation that Han Zidie's eyes became more and more refined. And at this moment, a strange light also flashed in Han Zidie's eyes when she looked at Ye Feng.

"Brother Feng! You see that Purple Butterfly has little experience in this area and can ...... Can you teach more about the doorway of the Purple Butterfly auction? Purple Butterfly will worship you as a teacher, that ...... Please bow down to the disciples. Han Zidie bit her lip lightly, bowed to Ye Feng with a shallow smile.

"Don't ...... Other! Sister Purple Butterfly, don't make trouble. Ye Feng was really taken aback, even the handsome little face was red and white for a while, when he heard the sound of price increase coming from outside again, Ye Feng hurriedly sat back at the table, his heart was pounding but he pretended to be calm and said: "Listen to the price, let's listen to the price first." ”

"Three hundred and fifty thousand."

"Three hundred and sixty thousand. Huo Liang, you dog, come and continue to raise the price with Lao Tzu. ”

In the huge inner hall right now, only Huo Liang and Jia Zilin were left.

At this moment, Huo Liang, who was holding the Qi Mei stick, clenched his hands tightly, glaring angrily at Jia Zilin, who was the self-proclaimed stick king, and couldn't wait to rush up immediately and slap Jia Zilin into meat with the Qi Mei stick.

"Three...... Thirty...... Seventy thousand. Huo Liang gritted his teeth and opened his mouth, and raised the price again.

"Look at your squeaky bear, is there no silver? Hey! The stick king of the Qingshui country has silver. Mr. Zhuge , I will pay 380,000. Jia Zilin, whose eyebrows were dancing, smiled proudly, he had already guessed that Huo Liang would not be able to take out the silver, and the golden dragon stick would soon be available.

Jia Zilin guessed right, at this time, Huo Liang gritted his teeth and creaked, his face was red and his neck was thick and squeaked for a long time, and he sat down with a thick pant.

Among the two hundred people, only Jia Zilin was standing at the moment. Seeing this scene, Zhuge Qingyuan, the auctioneer on the stage, nodded with a smile.

"You don't need me to count, do you?"

Zhuge Qingyuan knew very well in his heart that no one would increase the price of the auction treasure at this point, and it had become a dead number for the reserve price of 100,000 yuan to rise to 380,000.

After waiting for three breaths and no one spoke, Zhuge Qingyuan's eyes flashed and he said loudly: "The old man below announced that the first high-grade mortal golden dragon stick was sold at a price of 380,000 silver taels. ”

Zhuge Qingyuan finished speaking, and the two servants walked off the auction table with golden dragon sticks in their hands.

Looking at the self-proclaimed stick king, Lin Le walked through the crowd, trotted all the way to the stairs, and directly took out a thick stack of silver tickets from his arms and handed them to Manager Yang: "Don't count, a total of 380,000 taels of silver." ”

Manager Yang smiled indifferently, still counted the silver tickets in his hand, and after confirming that there was a lot of money, he asked the two servants to hand the golden dragon stick to Jia Zilin.

"What a golden dragon stick, as long as I have it, why don't I Jiazilin worry about the Qingshui Country?" Jia Zilin smiled proudly with the golden dragon stick, but the next second he suddenly put away his smile, and his eyes turned and hurriedly turned around and ran towards the back door of the auction house.

At the moment when Jia Zilin's body moved, Huo Liang, who was sitting in the crowd, flashed his eyes, snorted angrily, stood up, and walked through the crowd to the front hall.

The two left one after another, and Zhuge Qingyuan on the stage saw it very clearly.

I saw Zhuge Qingyuan shaking his head and smiling, knowing that Jia Zilin was estimated to be unlucky.

For such a thing, Zhuge Qingyuan had long been numb to it, and he simply didn't take it too seriously, so he hugged his fists to the audience and the box and said: "The Guye Auction House reopened today, and the first weapon auctioned ended with 380,000 taels of silver, which is really a good sign." At the moment, I don't talk too much nonsense, and the old man is also looking forward to the price of the second weapon at auction. Someone, bring the second weapon. ”

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