Although the tortoise shell is ancient and carries a long history, it does not have ornamental value, but has a lot of research value, so few people stood up to compete, and was finally bought by a white-bearded old man with glasses and wearing a Tang costume for 1.2 million yuan. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 info=full=this=small=say=net=

Next is a purple clay pot, whose history is something that was used by someone in the Ming Dynasty. A name that Zhang Taiping has never heard of, but it seems that he still has some fame, and it should be that many people present here have begun to exchange ears.

"The bottom price of this purple clay pot is 500,000 yuan, and the bidding will start now, and the price will be increased by at least 5,000 each time." The cheongsam woman said after unveiling the purple clay pot.

500,000 is the basic value estimated by the auction house, and the price is only high or low after the auction, so that basically every seller can receive more than his own estimate, which is the advantage of the auction. However, the auction house also takes a lot of money from it, with 5 percent for those below 1 million and 3 percent for more than 10,000. Even so, people who want to send their things to the auction house for auction are still like Jiang Zhiqing.

However, the auction house will carefully identify and investigate each thing sent over, and first select some things that are more representative or have special significance for auction on the premise of ensuring that the source is not very bad.

"Five hundred and fifty thousand!" As soon as the cheongsam woman's words fell, a person hurriedly called for the price. This kind of loud bidding and large price increase actually expresses an attitude that I am bound to get this thing, and it is not bad for money.

Generally, when encountering this situation, people who are not determined to want this thing will give up, and no one will do that kind of thing that offends people, is thankless, and does not show anything. Of course, there are also those who want this thing and those who bid in bad faith.

The purple clay pot on the auction table was a bit similar to the one he gave to the old man, and Zhang Taiping couldn't help but take a closer look.

The fat man also looked at the big screen carefully and said, "Handsome, I think this is a little similar to the one in your old man's hand?" ”

Zhang Taiping nodded: "I also looked at it carefully just now, but it is very similar." ”

Zhao Qingsi heard Zhang Taiping say this, and suddenly remembered that his old man had also said this, and he looked very envious of the purple clay pot in the old man's hand of the Zhang family. So she looked at the purple clay pot again and had some ideas in her heart.

Zhang Taiping saw that she was a little moved, so he asked casually, "What?" The little fox is also interested in this purple clay pot? Directly calling her full name is a bit raw, and removing the word Zhao seems a little too close, so Zhang Taiping simply called her former nickname.

Little Fox was the nickname they gave to Zhao Qingsi when they were still in junior high school at that time, because every time she fought, she hid behind Zhang Dashuai, which was quite a bit of a fox and a fake tiger, and every time she fought with someone, she was the one who came up with the idea, so everyone called her Little Fox.

Zhang Taiping's little fox made the two people next to him have diametrically opposite moods.

Maybe it evokes the crazy and tireless years when he was young, the crazy but youthful years, or something else, anyway, Zhao Qingsi's face bloomed with a bright smile after hearing Zhang Taiping's title.

And Tian Feng's mood was diametrically opposite, originally judging from their previous conversation, he thought it was just a general friend, but this sentence "little fox" and the smile on Zhao Qingsi's face told him that it was not so simple, there must be something between the two, because he had never heard of the nickname of this little fox. I couldn't help but be a little more vigilant about Zhang Taiping, and after thinking about it, I would find someone to check the details of this big man called Zhang Dashuai. The mental activity is abundant, but there is no unusual expression on his face, and he still smiles without saying a word, which can be seen in the city.

"Well, my grandfather is very envious of Grandpa Zhang's purple clay pot, and I want to buy this one and give it to my grandfather." Zhao Qingsi replied.

The fat man said next to him, "Then I'll bid for you?" "Although the fat man doesn't buy things himself, he likes to do things like bidding.

Zhao Qingsi nodded at the fat man, and the fat man shouted loudly: "Five hundred and sixty thousand!" ”

Tian Feng didn't say anything like "If you like it, I'll buy it and give it to you" or something like that, he wisely closed it without even bidding, he knew that if he didn't win the bid, he would not get gratitude but frowning, chasing a woman like Zhao Qingsi could not fall into clichés, because the power of money and power behind her was not inferior to anyone, and he could only impress her little by little with patience.

Someone bids for a lively view, and the hall instantly quiets down, no matter where there is no shortage of people to watch the excitement, the difference is only in the different attitudes and ways to watch the excitement.

After the fat man bid, some people began to increase the price.

"Five hundred and seventy thousand!"

"Five hundred and eighty thousand!"

The first middle-aged man who bid 550,000 yuan didn't think about making a hammer deal, and some people didn't worry about bidding, and after 580,000 yuan, no one raised the price anymore, and suddenly shouted: "630,000!" "It's still 50,000 at a time.

Once again, the scene fell silent. But there is a way to deal with this kind of scene, and the cheongsam woman has a way, mobilizing the screen to tell about some of the columns of the purple clay pot.

The fat man looked at Zhao Qingsi and asked, "What is your bottom line price?" ”

Zhao Qingsi said lightly: "There is no bottom line price, until you clap your hands." ”

The fat man was stunned, then nodded to show that he understood: "Seven hundred and thirty thousand!" The fat man estimated that the limit price of this purple clay pot should be about 750,000, and there is still a collection value within 750,000, if it exceeds 800,000, even if it can increase in value in the future, it will not make money. And the fat man suddenly increased the price by 100,000 yuan, what he wanted was this kind of momentum that he would never give up without clapping his hands.

The middle-aged man opened his mouth and finally gave up the bid.

After stopping for more than ten seconds, no one raised the price again, and the cheongsam woman asked a few times, she knew that the auction for this thing could be over, so she didn't waste any more time, and quickly knocked the wooden hammer three times to announce that this thing belonged to the fat man.

But it was not the fat man who stood up, but a beautiful woman with a full temperament at the same table. There is no fuss from everyone here, and everyone has seen this situation a lot.

When Zhao Qingsi went to the backstage to pay and pick up the goods, the next thing was delivered to the auction table. Many of the next few things were five or six million, but none of them were of interest, so six people at a table just watched and didn't make a sound.

It wasn't until a person in the background brought a long box and said a few words in the ear of the cheongsam woman that Zhang Taiping's interest was aroused. To be precise, it aroused everyone's interest, because the contents of the box did not belong to any of the pre-planned items on the booklet.

It was a sword, and the cheongsam woman took it out of the box and placed it on the table, and the full projection of the sword was displayed on the big screen.

The body of the sword is about one meter long, and the scabbard is simple, but the top is slightly smooth, and it is obvious that the original owner has not touched it with his hands.

The cheongsam woman said: "This is not something that was arranged before, but was added temporarily. The original owner of the sword needed some money because he was in a hurry, so he sent it for auction. There are some relationships, so I can add them temporarily. ”

There is no reaction to what the cheongsam woman said because of the relationship, and there is no rejection, and the people who can do it are not stupid people, and they understand that this is a realistic state of society. This society is inherently a relational society.

The cheongsam woman continued: "I felt that everyone might be interested in adding it temporarily, and I was also in contact for the first time, so I didn't know much information, but I only knew that the reserve price was set at three million, and the price increase was at least 100,000 each time." Now let's take a look at the thing, identify the value of the thing, and then the person who knows the goods will bid. ”

A maid standing next to her held the sword box in her hand and slowly walked from the front row to the back, so that those who were interested could pick up the sword and look at it.

When he arrived at Zhang Taiping's place, the fat man picked it up and looked at it and said, "An ancient sword, it's quite heavy." "After pulling out the three-inch length, his eyes are reflected on the blade of the sword like autumn water." Good sword! The fat man sighed.

After the fat man finished reading it, a table of people took turns to watch it. After Zhang Taiping took it in his hand, he pulled out the entire sword body, and a white light was reflected on his eyes. He flicked lightly on the blade, making a sword roar like a dragon's roar. Hearing this, those who knew the goods immediately showed joy.

Zhang Taiping sighed: "But it's a good sword!" "This sword is comparable to the sword that Grandma Ye Ling gave her.

When the sword box returned to the auction table, the cheongsam woman said: "I don't know much about this spare part, so I can't explain it to you. Okay, let's get started. ”

After the cheongsam woman's words fell, there were obviously many people who were moved, but no one bid, and the scene was silent for a while.

In this kind of scene, the cheongsam woman not only did not panic, but was even happier in her heart, because the more this was the opening, the more fierce the bidding became, and even the scene could become popular without adding salt and vinegar to it for a while, so he was now sitting firmly on the Diaoyu Tai, moistening his throat with a teacup, and looking at some people below with a smile.

Two minutes passed, and the scene was still silent, but no one urged anything, and it seemed that everyone was very patient at this moment.

Finally, someone couldn't help it, and came to throw bricks: "Three million!" ”

The sound was like the fuse of the explosive pack, and the scene immediately boiled.

"Three two hundred and twenty thousand!" But it was the old man in Tang costume who auctioned the tortoise shell that appeared first, I heard that he was a professor of the Department of Archaeology of Northwest University, and now he came to bid for this ancient sword.

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