On August 15, Jinling Auction House was crowded early. ↖ On this special day, many people choose to attend this special auction to commemorate this unusual day.

As a special guest, Brother Badou also followed behind the Golden Eye Eagle and entered the auction hall with the flow of people. As soon as I entered the house, I felt an unusual atmosphere. I saw that the hall was obviously divided into two camps, and in the middle rows, all of them were dressed in suits, serious, and everyone had an angry look on their faces. Needless to say, these were naturally rushed from the island country.

As for the surrounding crowd, the faces were full of lightness and pleasure. The fat man noticed that there were even some blonde, blue-eyed, high-nosed, deep-eyed foreigners in it, and he didn't know what they were mixed with?

However, considering that the victory of the anti-fascist war is also a great victory for the whole world, foreigners certainly have the right to share the fruits of victory. Even in a certain way, the efforts and sacrifices made by others are greater, so Brother Badou's heart is balanced. I even hope that these foreigners will better intervene sideways, and the auction, of course, the more lively the better.

At 9 o'clock in the morning, the special auction officially began. The audience was already full, and as the auctioneer took the stage, the crowd spontaneously clapped their hands, and the atmosphere became very warm.

In stark contrast, it is those island people, they all have a blue face, fire in their eyes, and the fat man estimates that they have murderous intentions.

The more he saw them like this, the happier Brother Badou felt in his heart: he was able to collect some interest from us with so many good things back then!

Obviously, the other Chinese people present also have the same thoughts. So constantly rub the fire with applause and cheers. Now the world is peaceful. There are few wars. So we have to fight in other areas. Like today's auction house, it is a battlefield without gunpowder.

After a few brief introductions from the auctioneer, the auction begins. The first lots to appear are all items of low value. The fat man also chose some more commemorative items and raised a few cards. It's a pity that the number of guests participating in the auction is too large and too enthusiastic, and Brother Badou's small brand. It was quickly submerged.

It's very enthusiastic - the fat man is secretly happy, the more this is the case, the more likely the three pieces that belong to him to fetch sky-high prices. The only thing that worries me now is that those little devils have not raised their cards, and since the auction began, they have been sitting upright, is this way to express their protest?

The auction is in full swing and the auctioneer is enthusiastically introducing Lot 15. Today's auction was held in an unprecedentedly warm atmosphere. The price of the sale also far exceeded expectations, so the auctioneer also seemed particularly excited. If he doesn't do it, he can become the most dazzling auctioneer.

"This is a trophy captured by a soldier of the Eighth Route Army during the Anti-Japanese War, and it is a terracotta figurine. According to experts, it dates back to the Asuka period. At that time, it was the Sui and Tang dynasties in China, which can be said to have a long history. The starting price is 100,000 yuan, and each price increase must not be less than 10,000 yuan, and you can bid now! With the introduction of the auctioneer, some people have begun to raise signs at the scene. However, compared with some of the previous lots, the number of people holding signs has decreased significantly.

This is mainly because this terracotta figurine is so broken that if it does not appear at auction but in the garbage can, it is estimated that no one will pick up the rags.

The terracotta figurines are about a foot high, the surface is mottled, the pottery pieces are cracked and peeled off very strictly, and can only be vaguely seen to be a human figure, as if there is still a stick in the hand, but the age is too old, only a small section of the hand is left, and it is impossible to distinguish at all.

However, Brother Badou's eyes lit up when he saw this thing, and he also raised the small card in his hand, and directly increased the price to 150,000.

"Stinky boy, when did you also study the cultural relics of the island country?" The golden-eyed eagle was also a little puzzled, after he led the fat man into the door, he hadn't even systematically studied Huaxia's profound antique knowledge.

"I'm just joining in the fun, it's about participating." Brother Badou said twice, but he didn't know that buying and selling blindly was a taboo in the antique industry. Fortunately, the price was not expensive, so the golden-eyed eagle just glared at the apprentice and gave up.

Such a dilapidated terracotta figurine, naturally no one bids with the fat man, the auctioneer moved a few words, and saw that everyone was not interested, so he was ready to drop the hammer.

But at this time, someone raised a sign again, and everyone noticed that it was one of those little devils who raised the card, and this was the first time they raised a card at today's auction.

Looking closely, it was an old man holding the sign, the only one in the group wearing a kimono, with long gray hair slightly bent, and a pair of eyes full of crow's feet that seemed to be open and closed, and I didn't know what it was.

Some of the competitors who participated in the auction had already been studied, some of them were agents of large corporations, some were representatives of large groups, and some even represented officials. Only the identity of this old man is unknown.

"200,000!" Brother Badou raised his card again and won a round of applause, and the Chinese people are happy to see this kind of scene.

The old man in the kimono still raised his sign quietly, and raised the price by another 10,000 yuan. And the fat man put on a desperate posture and pulled up his sleeves vigorously, "I'll give 500,000!" ”

There was a burst of good-natured laughter around, probably in the eyes of people, this little fat man is purely disrupting the situation, and it is clear that he is raising the price with you. Most of the people at the scene had this thought, but this little fat man was too conspicuous.

"Childish!" Yang Ziru sat not far from the fat man, and the baby apprentice beside him couldn't help muttering, sneering at the fat man's clumsy performance. This Sun Shuya, who is masculine in both dress and name, has been haunted by Brother Badou since he was bullied a few days ago.

But no matter what, Brother Badou's approach still makes everyone very relieved, so there are not a few people who hold stinky feet, and they keep motivating the fat man with applause and raising the price step by step.

And the fat man obviously fell into a state of madness, as long as the old man in the kimono raised his card, he would definitely follow the price increase, roaring so much that his face was red and his neck was thick, and in the end even his eyes were red, like a desperate gambler. A terracotta figurine with a reserve price of 100,000 yuan was stunned by him to shout more than 1 million.

Entertain the auctioneer: if he were as crazy as a little fat man, this auction would definitely be the most glorious moment of his auction career!

Compared with Brother Badou's fanaticism, the old man kept drooping his big eyelids and looked unfazed. But after the price of this terracotta figurine exceeded two million, he finally couldn't help but open his eyes and glanced at the fat man who was screaming hoarsely.

At this moment, people even had the illusion that the old man's gaze turned into a real bolt of lightning, which made onlookers shudder, not to mention the little fat man who bore the brunt of the attack.

"Master!" Diao Lao Er, who cherished words like gold, muttered to the golden eye eagle in a low voice.

The golden-eyed eagle nodded, and a figure faintly appeared in his mind, gradually overlapping with the old man in the kimono in front of him, but what he couldn't understand was that the legendary person was no longer there?

Although the old man's gaze was like a sword, Brother Badou was obviously in an extremely excited state now, and even stared at the old man with blood-red eyes, and he raised his index finger very arrogantly and shook it in front of his eyes.

"Superficial!" Sun Pseudo-Nan couldn't help but start pouting again, she couldn't figure it out, how could she be defeated in the hands of such a guy?

The old man in the kimono hesitated for a moment, but finally did not raise the card again, and returned to the state of closing his eyes and recuperating at the beginning. The moment he saw this terracotta figurine just now, he suddenly felt something, so he raised his sign to bid. But after all, the terracotta figurines are too broken, and he is a little unsure, although this terracotta figurines are a little similar to the statue of Prince Shotoku recorded in an ancient book, after all, the Asuka period is an era with no clear historical records, and many things are legends. And look at the little fat man putting on a desperate posture, it is estimated that he will not give up lightly, so the old man chose to give up.

"You're not going to scream - I'll buy such a thing for two million?" Brother Badou was still waiting for the other party to bid before he pressed again, but the old man abstained, causing him to fall into the air with a heavy blow.

Friendly laughter sounded around again: the little fat man was still too impulsive, and he was easily withdrawn from the ladder by the cunning old man, and he must have been aggrieved.

But the golden-eyed eagle knows the roots and feet of the fat man, this stinky boy is a little abnormal today, what kind of moth is he doing?

"Stupid!" Sun Pseudo-Nan once again characterized Brother Badou. And Yang Ziru beside her frowned secretly: This baby apprentice is afraid that the bottom of his heart has been planted by the little fat man......

After standing awkwardly for more than ten seconds, Brother Badou regained his nonchalant expression: "Two million should be heard, everyone testifies, and when this thing is in hand, I will immediately drop it and listen to it!" ”

There was a cheer around, and the auctioneer only smiled slightly, and did not say anything to stop it, and even in his heart, he hoped that more little fat people like this would stand up and raise the price.

After the commotion at the scene subsided, the auction continued, and Brother Badou whispered to Jinyan Diao with a bitter face: "Master, look, did you sponsor me with silver, this time I was going to collect money, so I didn't bring that much money-"

"How much is missing?" The golden-eyed eagle snorted angrily. He was actually very curious in his heart, the terracotta figurines were not identified by him at the beginning, and the golden eye carving had great trust in his apprentice as a living treasure, because so far, the fat man had not disgraced him in appraising antiques.

Brother Badou scratched the back of his head: "I have eight thousand yuan left in my pocket——"

The golden-eyed eagle was really angry this time, raised the crutch in his hand, and knocked on the fat man's head: You are also a little wealthy, and it is not a shame to go out with such a little money!

The people around him cast sympathetic glances: See, this is the end of price gouging.

Deserved it-Sun Pseudo-Nan was finally relieved now, but she didn't notice that her master next to her was shaking his head helplessly: The demon in his heart is a lifetime, and it is difficult to eliminate it-(To be continued I752.)