Thinking of this, Lan Zui put all his thoughts on the mutton fat jade comb, and couldn't bear to listen to Zhu Zhiguang's nonsense, so he hurriedly left a mobile phone number for Zhu Zhiguang and went straight to the box without looking back.

After entering the box and closing the frosted glass door, Uncle Zhong looked at her and asked a question, but Lan Zui didn't answer. Looking around, the people left in the glass room were talking and laughing quietly, but no one noticed the compartment, and reached out and took out Jun Yihuang in the bag.

Lan Zui made a silent gesture to Uncle Zhong before he lowered his head and approached the paper doll and said, "Junjun, it's at the auction now, I'll show you something." This person has a good ear, you can answer me quietly after reading it. ”

After finishing speaking, Lan Zui put the doll on the table, and then turned the roster to the page of the mutton fat jade comb.

"Do you recognize this jade comb?" Lan Zui leaned on the table and asked quietly.

"I've seen it, it's something from the palace."

Lan Drunk couldn't see Jun Yihuang's expression, but Jun Yihuang's voice trembled slightly, and he was obviously quite excited.

"Are you sure?"

"I vaguely remember that it was Concubine Lan's hair ornament."

Concubine Lan? Lan was drunk and stunned, and was about to ask carefully, and it was time to continue picking goods, when people came back one after another. Lan Zui had no choice but to press the question and put Jun Yihuang back in the cloth bag.

When the people came back, the sixth object continued in the field. Lan Zui's psychology is different now than before, and he always thinks about the mutton fat jade comb. Jun Yihuang knows this jade comb, which means that the source of the jade comb must be related to her, and this is the only clue related to Jun Yihuang's lost soul that has been found so far. After the picker takes a picture of the object and pays the money, the picker has the obligation to explain the ins and outs of the object to the picker, so as to avoid the picker's doubts and avoid unnecessary trouble when the picker changes hands in the future. But if it weren't for the person who took the photograph, the inventory person's tone would definitely be tighter than that of a mussel, and the slightest bit of information would not be revealed.

Therefore, in order to trace the provenance of this sheep fat jade comb, it is necessary to take down this object first.

The mutton fat jade comb is ranked eighth, and it is time to go soon. Lan Zui's heart was beating like a drum for a while, and even she felt a little funny, I don't know why she was so concerned about finding Jun Yihuang's soul.

"The seventh, the deal."

A golden gong sounded, and Uncle Zhong was relieved: "Finally received one." Drunk, don't get distracted, the garden tea party is not here to play! ”

Lan drunk-um-hmm-, ignoring Uncle Zhong's blame, his eyes just staring directly at the glass platform on the first floor. After a while, a woman in a cheongsam came out with a tray in her hand, and then put the tray on the red satin, and on the plate was the mutton fat and jade comb in the picture.

The mutton fat jade comb looks more detailed than the picture in natural light, and the color is as smooth as clotted fat, almost like a woman's skin can be broken by blowing. The two hibiscus flowers are also carved just right, and the two stamens are revealing two points of jujube red jade, which is really the finishing touch to add color to the whole jade comb.

"The eighth piece, a handful of mutton fat jade combs, the starting price is 200,000, and the price increase is 50,000, start now!"

As soon as the host's voice fell, the small golden gong in the compartment rang out.

Sheep fat jade is a hot hand, not to mention that this jade comb is first-class in terms of color and workmanship, and the price will not be much to seven figures.

Lan Zui's palms were covered with sweat, just like the first time she had come to participate in the picking. Uncle Zhong heard her and Jun Yihuang's words just now, and at this moment, his thick black eyebrows wrinkled: "Xiao drunk, do you want this comb?" ”

"Yes!" Lan Zui's gums bit slightly, and the small mallet in his right hand continued to hit the small golden gong, - bang - a crisp sound.

At this time, there were only about a dozen people left who were still bidding. Since Lan Zui was determined to take down this comb, he simply saved the strength to hit the gong and sat and waited for others to bid.

"The lord of the twenty-seventh compartment bid one million .85 million, are there any other bids from the lord and the young lady?"

In fact, up to now, the auction price of this jade comb has basically reached the saturation line. No matter how good the fineness is, no matter how exquisite the workmanship is, the objects are less than half a palm in total, and the size is placed there, and then it is useless to shoot it out.

The whole field was quiet, Uncle Zhong shook his head at Lan Zui, Lan Zui wrinkled his nose, and the gavel in his hand fell on the golden gong.

"The young lady in the twenty-second compartment bid one million .9 million, are there any other bids from the master and the young lady?"

The twenty-seventh compartment was directly opposite Lan Zui, and a man and a woman were sitting near the railing. The two of them have seen Lan Zui before, the man's surname is You, and the woman's surname is Li, and they are a well-known loving couple in their industry. The man seemed a little surprised that Lan Drunk continued to bid, and the woman next to him looked up and whispered something in his ear.

The little golden gong in the bread compartment continued to ring.

Lan Zui raised his eyebrows, what, is this a bar with her? It was inevitable to get drunk with this jade comb, and with a twist of her wrist, the small mallet turned in a semicircle and hit the golden gong.

"Box 27, 1.95 million!"

"Box 22, two million!"

"Box 27, 2.05 million!"

"Box 22, 2.1 million!"

“……”

There is only the sound of golden gongs and the host's quotation in one hall, and now everyone can see that the two compartments of No. 22 and No. 27 are full of strength to fight for breath. Everyone watched the golden gongs on both sides with a good look on the expression, and no one let anyone.

"Drunk!" When the mallet in Lan Zui's hand was knocked once, Uncle Zhong's face darkened.

The Rong brothers next door couldn't understand it, so they knocked on the glass and said softly, "Girl, what are you doing?" ”

Lan Zui only pretended not to see or hear, and there was another one in his hand.

"Box 22, 2.7 million!"

Everyone on the road knows that this jade comb has reached the current price, only the loss is not made, it is obviously a loss-making business, and only Huaiyuan Pavilion will benefit from the two families if they fight again. The man on the other side also knew this, and the next gong did not sound for a long time.

Lan Zui finally breathed a sigh of relief, and chuckled to himself: "Junjun, I'm interesting enough!" Today is really angry and angry, and the family has no walls and does not know poverty. ”

The husband and wife on the opposite side seemed to be arguing, and the two spoke in a very small voice, which was completely inaudible. Lan Zui looked at his expression and guessed that it should be that the man didn't want to bid anymore, but the woman had to fight for it.

The host still had the same smiling face, and sang: "The young lady in room 22 bid 2.7 million, are there any other masters and young ladies who are bidding?" ”

The woman on the other side stood up and turned around to leave, but the man hurriedly stopped her. The woman had her back to the railing, and the man put his arm around her and spoke. Finally, with a helpless expression, the man stretched out his right hand and touched it on the nearby computer screen.

Lan Zuixin raised his throat, only to see the numbers on the large LCD screen below jump quickly, and finally freeze on one number: 13.5 million.

Packages.

The audience suddenly burst into thunderous cheers.

Lan Zui stood up with a snort, his gums clenched, and his hands trembled.

The host also showed a hint of surprise, but he disappeared without a trace in half a second, and continued to sing: "The master of the twenty-seventh compartment bid 13.5 million, are there any other bids from the master and the young lady?" ”

Lan Drunk is extremely entangled, and it is not impossible to bid now, but if he bids again, it will not be a hundred thousand plus one hundred thousand, but a double of thirteen and a half million, that is, twenty-seven million.

It's not that the Lan family doesn't have this money, but the situation of the Lan family is not good now, and if they use this money to buy a jade comb, the cash will inevitably not be able to turn over, and the only thing waiting for the Lan family is to fall in the middle of the road.

If he didn't come out, he would see that the clue to Jun Yihuang's soul was gone, but Lan was drunk but unwilling.

"The lord of the twenty-seventh compartment bid 13.5 million, the second time."

The small mallet in Lan Zui's hand hovered above the golden gong, and Uncle Zhong grabbed her wrist and said angrily: "Xiao Zui, are you going to let the Lan family be ruined like this?" ”

Lan Zui bit his red lips tightly when he heard this, and only after a while did his fingers loosen slightly, he handed the mallet to Uncle Zhong: "Uncle Zhong, I know, I was wrong." ”

"The lord of the twenty-seventh compartment bid 13.5 million, the third time."

As soon as the golden gong sounded, it was a foregone conclusion.

This is just a small episode in this garden tea party, and what should be done in the future is still carried out in order. It's just that Lan Zui no longer has the heart to pick up goods, so he handed the mallet to Uncle Zhong, leaned on the railing with his cheeks and watched the objects on the glass platform go up and down, and the number on the screen lit up was low and high.

It was five o'clock in the afternoon when all the goods were gone, and Huaiyuan Pavilion left people to eat, and when it was slightly dark, everyone gradually said goodbye.

This time, the bids were fierce, and the Lan family only picked two. The objects don't need to be taken away on the same day, Lan Zui and they go back to rest directly, and the next day there will be people from Huaiyuan Pavilion who will bring the objects to Lan Zui's hands. After tossing for a day, the big guy was really tired, Lan Zui and Uncle Zhong agreed with the Rong brothers to talk about it tomorrow, and then drove back to their residence.

In the car, Uncle Zhong's face was not good-looking. Lan Zui knew that Uncle Zhong was going to ask about Jun Yihuang two years ago, but today she was neither in the mood nor energy to explain, so she simply started first, and shouted tired as soon as she entered the door, and rushed back to the bedroom like a rabbit and immediately locked the door.

Lan Zui leaned against the door and sighed, then put away the smile on his face and took Jun Yihuang out of his bag.

Jun Yihuang heard it clearly in the bag, knew that the jade comb was not obtained, and stood on the ground without squeaking for a long time.

"Junjun." Lan Zui squatted on the ground and looked at the doll, and was silent for a long time before answering, "I'm sorry." ”

“…… Why? Although Jun Yihuang knew that the jade comb had not been obtained, he did not understand why.

"Hmm...... Because I...... Not enough tyrants. Lan Zui laughed to himself.

"Local tyrants?" Even if Jun Yihuang has been drunk with Lan for a year, he still can't understand what he says.

"It means that there is not enough money."

“……”

"I'll figure it out for you."

“…… Do you want me to take you back? ”

Jun Yihuang didn't specify where she was going back, but Lan Zui knew very well, and she knew better what Jun Yihuang was doing when she took her back.

Knowing that Jun Yihuang was for the jade comb, Lan Zui still felt warm in his heart.

"Forget it, I'll figure it out. You're going to go back again, and you don't know how many years you're going to get dizzy. Lan Zui clamped the round head of the doll with his fingers, simulating the action of pinching his face.

Now Lan Zui really hates Jun Yihuang's paper doll body, if this is a living person, nephrite is warm and fragrant, I don't know how good it is to be able to pinch a hand.

The author has something to say: the hand is broken......

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