"I'll give you 200 million!" When Brother Badou shouted out this number with a calm face, the sound was like a mountain and a tsunami, sweeping the entire auction hall, turning into rolling thunder, stirring in everyone's hearts for a long time.

Interesting little guy, is this your true color - the old man in the kimono opened his eyes and looked at the fat man again, only this time, his gaze was also extraordinarily peaceful.

Another grandmaster in the antique shop was born - the old goat also stood up involuntarily, the expression on his face kept changing, I don't know whether it was relief or regret.

And his old rival, the golden-eyed eagle, was extremely pleased: Good boy, it is not in vain that I took great pains to lead you into the door wall—

Master? Sun Pseudo-Nan didn't know why, and seemed to faintly feel something, but he couldn't grasp the flash of inspiration.

"It's over, two hundred and ten million." The old man in the kimono stood up and indifferently quoted a price, Brother Badou, who was immersed in a certain realm, could no longer care about things outside his body such as money, and others naturally did not have the courage to raise the price again, so when the auctioneer dropped the hammer, the price stayed at this incredible number.

When the dust settled, people were reluctant to leave, and this auction brought them too much aftertaste. Maybe after a long time, they'll talk about it with great interest—

"Brother, my name is Wang Meng, let's go drinking!" Brother Badou's shoulder was slapped heavily by the Chrysanthemum God, and the whole person woke up like a dream.

"My name is Gao Sheng, and you call me Badou." The fat man also took a shot back, and Wang Meng was stunned.

"Had a great day!" The two men said this in unison. Then laugh together. is the so-called dumping cover, and the settlement of these two brothers is similar to this.

However, the fat man was not in a hurry to drink: "Brother Meng, wait for me first." I still have a promise that I haven't kept. I just took a terracotta figurine, and I haven't heard it yet. ”

"Brother, it's two million things." Although Wang Meng spent a lot of money just now, he was not a loser.

The fat man said twice: "Compared with today's harvest, this is all trivial, so you should set off firecrackers to celebrate." ”

Wang Meng would be mistaken, thinking that the fat man was to celebrate the bloodletting of the little devil. So he picked up his big finger: "Brother Badou, you cow!" ”

Originally. According to the rules of the auction, if you want to take away the lots, there are still a lot of procedures, and you can't get it in a day or two. But there are golden eyes carved out. That qiē is not a problem. Soon, the broken terracotta figurine was held in the arms of the fat man. He strode out of the auction hall with his head held high, and there was really a large number of people behind him, all of whom were watching the excitement. This is much more exciting than the professional household who played and Shen smashed porcelain on the spot.

"Brother Meng, did you fall or did I fall?" The fat man didn't forget to ask the chrysanthemum god around him.

Wang Meng didn't want to win people's love: "Your things, of course you come." But brother, if you are reluctant to start, brother, I will help you. ”

The fat man laughed, then raised the terracotta figurines above his head. Around the two people, quite a few people have already raised their mobile phones. Get ready to film this crazy scene. Because it happened that at this time, the group of people from the island country was also walking out of the auction hall and becoming the best background.

"Wait." An old voice suddenly sounded. The voice was not high, but it carried an irresistible majesty.

I don't know when, the old man in the kimono stood in front of the fat man, his eyes were fixed on the terracotta figurines, and his eyes were black and white, and he couldn't see the slightest bit of turbidity.

"Little friend. Can you transfer this to me? Although the old man spoke to the fat man, his eyes were far away. I don't know where to go. Perhaps, his thoughts also traveled through time and space with this terracotta figurine, and flew back to the distant era of flying birds.

The people around couldn't help but write a breath of cold air: This is the rhythm of stretching out your neck and preparing for someone to slaughter it, judging from the little fat man's table just now, he won't shout out 200 million again, right?

Wang Meng also stabbed the fat man's waist and eyes excitedly, and then raised his palm, and rubbed the edge back and forth a few times, with the posture of sharpening a knife and slaughtering a fat sheep.

Unexpectedly, the fat man didn't open his mouth widely, but just said twice: "But I have already promised everyone, this thing is ready to listen to the ring, and if you don't believe it, how can you stand between heaven and earth?" ”

"Little friend, do you know the origin of this thing?" The old man in the kimono still looked at the sky far-reaching, and it seemed that only the blue sky and white clouds were his destination.

Brother Badou shook his head very sincerely, but the people around him whispered: Dare to smash two million without knowing anything, wonderful?

The old man in the kimono slowly folded his palms and bowed to the fat man: "In the era of flying birds in our country, there is a great sage and great wisdom who was born and introduced Buddhism from Middle Earth. And this terracotta figurine is the image of Prince Shotoku, so I asked Xiaoyou to transfer it to me, so that Prince Shotoku can return to his hometown, which is a great merit, and I hope that Xiaoyou will be fulfilled. ”

It turned out that people didn't worship me, but worshiped this terracotta figurine-the fat man was not familiar with the history of the island country, and he didn't know the name of Prince Shotoku, but among the bystanders, there were a few exclamations. Prince Shotoku is to the island country what Confucius is to China, let me ask, if there is a statue of Confucius that has been handed down to this day, then its value, how can it be measured by money?

Blinking a few small eyes, the fat man slowly held the raised terracotta figurines back in his arms, if it was a nameless terracotta figurines, it would fall and fall. But now that it involves the ancients, it would be disrespectful to do it again, and the fat man still has this belly. However, you can't give away such a precious thing for nothing, right?

For a while, Brother Badou was also a little undecided, not knowing how to deal with this thorny problem. What's more, there are even bigger secrets hidden inside this terracotta figurine.

At this time, the golden-eyed eagle, who had been watching coldly from the side, also stepped forward to relieve the apprentice. I saw him first hug his fist at the old man in the kimono: "I've seen Mr. Li." "The attitude was extremely respectful.

This makes everyone a little incomprehensible, most of the people present know the identity of the golden-eyed eagle, the person who can make him pay respect, and he is also a Japanese. What is this sacred?

The old man in the kimono finally withdrew his gaze, and then fixed on the face of the golden-eyed carving: "The Buddha said that it cannot be said." ”

"Juniors understand." After the golden-eyed eagle bowed again, he said proudly: "But one yard is one yard." This statue of Prince Shotoku was purchased by my disciples, and if my predecessors wanted to buy it, they had to exchange it for something of equal value! ”

Jiang is still old and spicy-Brother Badou secretly praised in his heart when he heard it: If you mention money, it seems too petty, although this statue is broken, it can be regarded as a national treasure of the island country. If you can exchange one or two Chinese national treasure-level cultural relics, you will make money. After all, it only cost him two million.

"It's fine." The old man in the kimono thought for a while, then nodded in agreement, so that both parties would take what they needed, and it would be the most fair.

Now it's time to put forward the conditions. Although the little devil took away a lot of cultural relics from China, Brother Badou was not very familiar with it, so he had to count on the golden eye eagle to get the idea.

The golden-eyed eagle obviously treasures the national treasures of the island countries, but if you choose from the national treasures that have been plundered, it will fall into the inferior. After thinking about it in my heart, I had a plan: "Since this thing has a great relationship with Buddhism, then it is not good for us to ask for worldly things." How about you ask Prince Shotoku to return home, and we invite Master Jianzhen home? ”

The people around listened to it. I couldn't help but applaud, but those island people were all angry, and they were talking about birds in their mouths. Apparently condemning the golden-eyed eagles for peeking into their national treasure.

For Jianzhen Dongdu, who can be named after Xuanzang's journey to the west, Brother Badou still knows something. Master Jianzhen traveled to Japan several times to promote Buddhism, and was the first ancestor of the Japanese precept sect.

After the death of the master, in order to commemorate the master, the disciples of later generations used dry lacquer to make a zazen statue of Jianzhen. To pay respects. To this day, this dry lacquer statue is still preserved in the Zài Tang Zhaoti Temple. It is a veritable "national treasure".

In the early eighties of the last century, when the relations between China and Japan were in the honeymoon period, the Jianzhen Zazen statue once "went home to visit relatives", although it was only a few days, but hundreds of thousands of people in Yangzhou were still fortunate to see the sitting statue of the master. At that time, a poet happily ordered the pen to "blindly sage return to his hometown, and the cauliflower is yellow everywhere".

Jianzhen zazen is like a national treasure of Japan, and it is not a national treasure of China, so the golden eye carving took advantage of the situation to make this request, although it seems a bit excessive, but it is also reasonable, because Prince Shotoku's status in the island country, still above the master of Jianzhen, after all, people are native. The only thing that is not equal is that there is a huge gap between the two statues in terms of quality, the Jianzhen Zazen statue is still well preserved, and this terracotta figurine of Prince Shotoku has been changed beyond recognition and is almost unrecognizable.

When it comes to such a national treasure, the old man in kimono obviously can't call the shots, and after making a few phone calls in a row, he shook his head at the golden-eyed eagle, with a look of regret on his face: "Can you choose again?" ”

The golden eye carving also has a little regret in his heart, but there are not a few Chinese national treasure-level cultural relics scattered in Japan, whether it is the "funeral post" of the Tang facsimile that is closest to Wang Xizhi's authentic handwriting, or the "Bodhisattva Virgin Sutra" during the Northern Wei Dynasty, which is known as "the oldest scripture in the world", or the "Red and White Peony Map" of Li Di in the Song Dynasty, each of which is a national treasure among the national treasures.

At this moment, Brother Badou, who had been waiting for a long time next to him, suddenly made an oops, and then knocked twice on the terracotta figurines with his hand, and then twisted the terracotta figurines vigorously.

"Stop!" The old man in the kimono roared angrily, and the wide kimono on his body seemed to be impacted by a strong air current, and suddenly bulged, and the whole person seemed to turn into a lightning bolt and shoot towards the fat man.

"Senior Li's subordinates are merciful!" The golden-eyed eagle also shouted, he had heard some rumors about this old man in kimono, he was alone in the island country back then, and he had never had a triad under him, and his precious apprentice was never an opponent. It's just that the old man in the kimono moved too fast, and before the golden-eyed eagle finished shouting, his attack was already approaching.

The fat man was also taken aback, but fortunately, he was trained by Diao Lao Er a lot in the past six months, and with his instinctive reaction, he rolled on the spot. With the help of the miraculous effect of purple qi, this can avoid the blow of the old man in the kimono.

Rolled on the ground a few times, Brother Badou is not a wolf. But that's not the most important thing, the point is that there was a click in his arms, which touched everyone's nerves, and they all shivered involuntarily.

Everyone's eyes gathered on the fat man, and they saw him lying on the ground on all fours, holding the upper half of the terracotta figurine in one hand and the lower half of the terracotta figurines in the other, with an innocent look on his face——(To be continued) I580