It is an oriental palace-like building with two floors.

Duanmu Ci collected the umbrella in front of the temple gate, followed the waiter through the main hall, bypassed a screen, and there was a burst of incense floating in the air, which seemed to smell like a precious dragon birthday incense. There is a vermilion lacquer escalator at the corner of the hall, Duanmu gives the steps up, after two folds, it suddenly opens up-

The space on this floor has obviously been carefully retouched, and twenty or thirty cases are listed in the center, which should be the location of the guests. There is a three-step high platform facing the case, and there is a long case on the high platform, which should be the position of the auctioneer. There is a screen behind the long case, and the vicious Duanmu Ci saw at a glance that this was a thing of the late Ming Dynasty.

The layout alone is already so impressive, which shows that the owner of the crane garden is not bad.

Duanmu Ci was here to see the scenery, while the guests who arrived earlier were watching him.

Crane Garden is a place where celebrities gather in the sea and mountains, and those who can come are generally some familiar faces, and occasionally a few people, all of whom are introduced by old guests. But this young man is good, not only is his eyes very good, but he has no acquaintances with him, only a female companion who is like a flower and jade, but he is like a noble son traveling in brocade clothes.

"Didn't you come from out of town?" Some people think nonsense, but they don't ask much. The Crane Garden has the rules of the Crane Garden, and there are taboos in some people's homes, and some people don't like to be quiet, and there are also low-key ones.

Only a few sharp-eyed people noticed the faint difference between Duanmuci and his integration with this place.

When other people enter the Crane Garden, they give people the feeling that they are Wuling fishermen who have strayed into Taoyuan, and there is an awkwardness that is out of place. And as soon as this young man stood here, he suddenly became natural, as if he was born to belong here, with ancient style and ancient charm.

I usually don't think the difference, but now when I see this person, I can see it at a glance!

They felt a little ashamed of themselves, and decided to make friends after the fact. As for why they didn't make friends now, because they still wanted to try Duanmuci's fineness during the auction process to see if it was an embroidered pillow, which was useless.

Of course, most people don't think about it so much. Some people didn't even look at Duanmu Ci, no matter how handsome a man is, what's the point of looking at? Where is the beauty pleasing to the eye? So their eyes fell on Bu Tongxun's body......

Duanmu Ci didn't think about it that much, he looked at the number on the invitation, ready to find his seat. After he sat down, the guests also sat down, and everyone fell silent and stopped greetings.

"Zheng-"

There was a sound of jade chimes, which were about the antiquities of the Tang Dynasty. With this long sound thousands of years ago, a thin man took the stage, probably the auctioneer of the Crane Garden auction.

It's just that this crane garden actually used the jade chime of the Tang Dynasty, a precious cultural relic that can be placed in the bulletproof glass of the museum to make the "opening music", which is really a rare handiwork, and Duanmu Ci can't help but look forward to it.

"I'm the auctioneer for this auction, and I welcome you to Crane Garden, so let's get started." The thin man said very little, and his tone was cold, not at all like other auctioneers who were good at demagogic and stirring up the atmosphere.

The opening lot is a small blue and white porcelain bowl from the Yuan Dynasty, with a starting price of 100,000 yuan, and the scene is slightly lively, raising the arms of the white fan one after another - due to the classical atmosphere, the bidding of the crane garden does not raise a card, but raises a white paper fan - after several competitions, the blue and white porcelain bowl was finally auctioned off at a price of 350,000 yuan.

Duanmu Ci didn't move at all, something of this level was not worth his hands - for him, maybe the bowl used to hold soy sauce in the kitchen was much more precious than this blue and white porcelain bowl.

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"The next thing to start shooting is the 'Qing Qianlong enamel color Fushou amphora', this Qing Dynasty porcelain was supervised by the Minister of the Interior in the 50th year of Qianlong's tribute to celebrate the 50th anniversary of Emperor Qianlong's accession to the throne. Qing Xianfeng was robbed out of the country for ten years, and was auctioned at Christie's in the United Kingdom in 1975, and now it has been transferred back to China - the starting price is 10 million, please bid. ”

This is the fourth lot of the day, and the starting price has been rising, from 100,000 to 10 million, which is no longer a level of "just playing", but a real need for buyers to make a big determination to collect.

However, there are many people who have this determination.

"10 million!" As soon as the auctioneer's voice fell, someone immediately raised a white paper fan. Duanmu Ci went to find prestige, and saw that it was a gringo, and his face was excited, probably because Westerners like Oriental porcelain.

"11 million!" Where is the reason for an auction to have a starting price to take something away? Someone followed up immediately!

"11.5 million!" There are really a lot of people who like this porcelain.

"12 million!"

“……”

The scene quickly became lively, and the appalling prices kept coming out of the mouths of these guys next to them, and they didn't change their faces. A sum of money that could be used to buy a tactical ballistic missile is now being used to buy an empty bottle, and it may not be available...... It's just that this world is so wonderful.

Duanmu Ci was not interested in enamel porcelain, which was a precious work of art for the royal family that was "a glimpse of the common people" two or three hundred years ago, but did not conform to his aesthetics, and he loved the shade of the ink pen rather than the brilliant brocade enamel porcelain.

So he kept watching from the sidelines, and in the end, this porcelain was auctioned off by a wealthy businessman at a price of 44 million, and the gringos returned disappointed-

In the 21st century, gringos want to compete with the Chinese, which is really a wrong time.

**After that, of course, there was a small trough, and the next lot was a long, cold-groomed blade that was placed on a black sandalwood knife holder. The auctioneer put on white gloves and held up the knife, "This is a Japanese sword, the inheritance is unknown, only that it is an antiquity from three or four hundred years ago, and its exact value cannot be estimated." With the consent of the seller, the starting price of this time is set at 100,000, please bid. ”

Can't estimate the exact value? Unknown origin? Nor is it documented?

For a while, the scene was a little uproar, some guests exchanged heads, and some guests were eager to try-

It's time to test your eyesight.

This kind of thing has happened in the past, a guest took a picture of an ancient book of unknown origin at an almost joking price, and was accidentally torn by a child shortly after taking it home, and then found that there was a mezzanine in the book, and in the mezzanine was a painting of Tang Bohu's Spring Palace, the value soared!

Who would have thought that there would be a ** in a mediocre ancient book? And it was also from the hands of the famous Tang Bohu. Could it be that the original owner of this book was a teenager who did so to avoid the strict scrutiny of his parents?

It's possible!

This sword is pretty much the same, what if this is the saber of a Japanese Sengoku daimyo ? What if the daimyo had also used this knife to cut off several famous heads? Wouldn't that make a fortune?

The auctioneer's white silk gloves stroked the blade of the knife, "This knife is engraved with inscriptions, Chinese characters, but it is not recorded in any historical notes, so we can't judge the identity of this knife through the inscription." ”

"What sword?" A guest asked.

"Chopping the sea and cutting the waves, the great light of the country."

Everyone frowned, feeling that the inscription was almost the same as if it was there or not.

Duanmu Ci's heart moved, because he recognized this knife, and he also recognized the owner of the knife. Because the owner of the knife is his friend - Qi Jiguang, a famous anti-Japanese general in the Ming Dynasty.

If Duanmu Ci is not mistaken, it was the forty years of Jiajing, after the Battle of Taizhou, the Qi family army shook the southeast, and the big and small Japanese did not dare to look at it squarely. Qi Jiguang then collected fine iron, invited a famous craftsman, and forged this knife by the method of making a Japanese knife to commemorate the victory of Taizhou.

As for the inscription on the body of the knife - "Chop the sea and cut the waves, the great light of the country." It was Duanmu Ci who personally inscribed it to Qi Jiguang to praise his exploits in eliminating Haikou and defending the country. It's just that later Qi Jiguang moved to the north, and this knife was useless and went to the people.

"The things of the old people—" Duanmu Ci sighed slightly in his heart.

This trip was originally only for Dongpo, but I didn't expect to gain something else, which was really worth the trip.

"100,000!" Duanmu Ci raised the white paper fan for the first time.

The guests turned their heads to look and saw that it was a young man bidding, and they all smiled with relief. Chinese collectors are generally good at calligraphy and painting, good porcelain, good jade, but rarely good swords. In their eyes, this handsome young man probably had a chivalrous dream for a while, so he thought about bidding.

So they all drank the tea on the desk generously, not ready to bid, and wanted the beauty of adults.

"200,000!" However, it is obvious that not everyone is so generous, and there are still people who are following the price.

"300,000!" Duanmuci's expression remained unchanged.

"400,000!" The man reluctantly followed.

"1 million!" Duanmu Ci calmly bid and raised the price once, obviously not wanting to continue to entangle.

"1.2 million!" Duanmuci's price increase was useless, the man still insisted on bidding, but after shouting, he turned his head and explained to Duanmu Ci who was sitting next to him, "This friend, please forgive me, I didn't mean to raise the bar, I really like to like to collect swords and weapons or something, I can't help it!" The tone was helpless, sorry, and sincere.

Duanmu Ci's eyebrows frowned, what he said seemed to be that he didn't know what to do and was not close to people. If it's something else, it's fine. But this knife is the property of an old man, how can he let it slip away from his eyes? This is absolutely not a no-go!

He lived for 2,000 years, and his friends died one by one, leaving these things to remember, and these were the only few things left in his life. How can you let others get involved!

"2 million!" Duanmu Ci did not move, once again raised the price sharply, and then turned his head sideways and said to the handkerchief, "It's not that the contemptible person is unreasonable, there is really a reason to do it, and I want Haihan." ”

There was an uproar among the guests, and it was obvious that the price had been raised several times, and it seemed that the young man really wanted the knife, not just the level of "play".

The man shook his head, and the white paper fan in his hand was raised high again, "In that case, then I will make another one last bid, 3 million - if Your Excellency can shout a more competitive price, then I will cut my love." ”

Duanmu Ci nodded, "Thank you!" Then the paper fan flicked, "4 million!" ”

It's naturally okay to pay 3.01 million, but it seems to be bullying. You vote for me with papaya, and I repay it with Qiong Yao. Raise the price at one time, so that we can see mutual respect.

What's more, this kind of behavior is too petty, and Duanmuci doesn't bother to do this kind of vulgar petty citizen's behavior.

The guests all glanced at Duanmu Ci, this young man - righteous!

The man obviously thought of this layer as well, and his eyes showed a different color. Not only admiring Duanmuci's character, but also surprised Duanmuci's financial resources, the heart of friendship rose, and he smiled, "My name is Tang Ke, I don't know who Your Excellency is-"

"Duanmuci." This is a preliminary acquaintance.

At this time, the auctioneer's voice was still following the process, "4 million once-"

"Four million twice—"

"4,000,000 three times - deal!" The auctioneer rings the jade chime with the jade ruyi in his hand.

Unlike elsewhere, the auctioneers here don't go out of their way to induce the atmosphere, nor do they utter inflammatory words that trick the guests into bidding. The guests of the Crane Garden are all statuses, if the auctioneer is too energetic, it will inevitably offend people, and the hammer is happily dropped, which is the last word of happiness!

Duanmu Ci turned his head sideways and instructed the step pupil on his knee, "After a while, you go to the backstage to settle the bill." ”

Bu Tongxun nodded.

While talking, the sixth lot debuted - Dongpo calligraphy!

Duanmu Ci Mei Feng moved!

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PS: Second update.