Zhengang Sword showed his face at the treasure appreciation party, in addition to being set an authoritative reserve price, but also accumulated a lot of popularity in the circle, and the appearance attracted a burst of eyes from those who are interested in chasing the treasure, and many people have leaned over and grabbed the handle of the bidding card.

After the auctioneer introduced the origin of the Zhengang sword, he held the hilt of the sword and pressed the tense spring, only to hear a choking sound of Qingyue Long's groan, a touch of cold light came out of the sheath, he held the long sword in his hand, the smile on his face suddenly disappeared, and he whispered in his mouth: "The king of Yue is gone, the sword is saved, and the sword is long, and the edge does not change!" The reserve price of the Zhengang Sword is 28 million, and the price will be increased by 500,000 each time. ”

The Binhai Treasure Appreciation will price the Zhengang Sword at 25 million, and the auction will directly add 3 million to make up an auspicious number, and buyers who are interested in the Zhengang Sword will not care about this subsection.

"Twenty-nine million!" A young man in a purple suit in the front row couldn't wait to raise a sign to bid the price, and the price increase was not too large.

Zhang Chuang pursed his lips with disdain, and said in a low voice: "The stingy Bala, only add a million, and you can see that he is a master of soy sauce." ”

"Thirty million!" After less than two seconds, a second voice immediately appeared, and the one who was bidding didn't even have time to raise his sign, and another voice immediately sounded.

"Thirty-one million."

…… The bidding cards came and went, the shouting wave after wave, the price of the Zhengang Sword continued to rise, and soon reached four thousand five hundred and five, this price has exceeded the reserve price a lot, and the shouting has also eased.

"Fifty million!" A lazy voice sounded slowly, not loud, but the price was light and overshadowed all the bidders, and the scene suddenly fell into an eerie silence.

Zhang Chuang, who was sitting in the back row, saw it clearly, it was Bi Fang who was holding up the sign and asking for the price, he looked at Sister Jianhong when he entered the venue just now, and he didn't notice that this guy was also sitting in the back row of the venue, and he was holding a sign and smiling at this side, his face was full of provocation.

Zhang Chuang glanced at Ye Fei and said in a low voice, "Ye Zi, do you see that SB?" ”

Ye Fei nodded and said, "Hmm! That SB looks like the five elements are underdrawn. He knew that someone spent money to buy him and Zhang Chuang's hands and feet, and the first thing that came to mind was Bi Fang, if he just hated this product before, now it has become hatred.

Zhang Chuang smiled, lowered his voice and said, "Why don't you raise the bar with him and let him break some money?" ”

Ye Fei frowned and thought for a few seconds, and said in a low voice: "It's not good for you to raise the bar with him, if he gives up buying the Zhengang Sword halfway, it will not be cost-effective." ”

Zhang Chuang smiled indifferently and said: "Actually, it's nothing to buy, that thing is just an ornament, and no one will really use it to chop wood and cut iron." ”

Ye Fei stretched out his hand to pick up the bidding card on the corner of the table, and said with a light smile: "Let's add 500,000 at a time, add one time to call him a big SB, and let's add two times each." ”

Zhang Chuang's face showed a hint of surprise, and he asked in a low voice, "Why can you only add it twice?" ”

Ye Fei suddenly raised his sign and shouted loudly: "Five thousand and five hundred thousand, Bi Fang is a big SB!" "The surname Bi has found someone to cut off his hands and feet, and he can't save face for this guy, so he will slap his face hard.

The smile on Bi Fang's face suddenly froze, he looked at Ye Fei with round eyes, raised the sign in his hand and shouted, "Five thousand two million!" His bid for the True Gang Sword was planned, and a reserve price was drawn up in advance, and now there is still some room for the proposed price, although he is so angry that he has not lost his mind.

The auction organizers are most happy to see someone raise the price, and when they meet this kind of money-making master, they can often sell cabbage for beef prices, and no one will say anything after scolding a few words.

Ye Fei glanced at Zhang Chuang beside him, and reminded with a smile: "Don't be stunned, hold up the sign and shout!" ”

Zhang Chuang raised his hand and raised his card, shouting like a bell: "Five two and a half million, Bi Fang is a big SB." ”

Bi Fang's expression froze, gritted his teeth and raised the bidding card, and shouted in a deep voice: "Five five million." "The two 'big SB' voices completely provoked the anger in his heart, and the little reason left in his mind was quickly washed away by the surging anger.

"Damn, this SB is on the same page as Lao Tzu!" Zhang Chuang's eyebrows twisted, and he raised his hand to raise the card, but his hand was just halfway up but was held down by Ye Fei.

"Brother Chuang, it's my turn, let's talk about it, each person only plays twice, you know the truth that things are only three."

Ye Fei didn't squint, and deliberately lowered his voice when he spoke, so as not to be heard by too many people, and the pit people couldn't pit themselves in.

Zhang Chuang sniffed, put the sign back on the table, and said in a low voice, "Okay, brother listen to you." ”

Ye Fei grinned, showing two rows of Bai Sensen's teeth, picked up the bidding card and knocked it on the table unhurriedly, the corner of his eye glanced at Bi Fang, he was not in a hurry to raise the card, because the time had not come.

Bi Fang's high price of 55 million has far exceeded the reserve price of the Zhengang Sword, and the scene with two less bars was quiet again, and the auctioneer saw that the heat was about the same, and returned the Zhengang Sword in his hand to the sheath and coughed twice.

"Fifty-five million, the gentleman at table twenty-eight has come out of fifty-five million, may I ask if any gentleman is willing to pay a higher price to pocket the Zhengang Sword? You must know that this is the only one of the eight swords of the king of Yue that has been preserved so far......"

The auctioneer is making a final effort to get a higher price, and after a paragraph, no one has raised his card, so he can only enter the final procedure and count the seconds to drop the hammer.

"One of the eight swords of King Yue, Zhengang Sword, Mr. No. 28 bid 55 million, is there anything higher?" After a pause of two seconds, no one raised their cards in response, and the auctioneer said loudly: "Fifty-five million ...... for the first time"

The corners of Bi Fang's mouth showed a smug smile, and he deliberately raised his head, he looked like a winning rooster, the Zhengang Sword was in his pocket, and the current price was not much different from the reserve price planned in advance.

The auctioneer of the "55 million second ......" deliberately slowed down the pace of speech, so that the high-rollers in the audience could have more time to think.

"Five five and a half million, Bi Fang is a big SB." A sign was held high, and the sound of shouting the price came from Ye Fei's mouth, and he chose to raise the sign at the last moment, in order to let Bi Fang taste the taste of the gap.

The auctioneer felt a burst of joy when he saw someone holding a card, but he couldn't see the slightest expression of joy on his face.

"Mr. 58 has come out of 55.5 million, may I ask if there is any gentleman at the scene who exceeds this price."

"Fifty-eight million!" Bi Fang finally couldn't bear to quote a price, and at this moment he only had one thought in his mind, to win the Zhengang Sword at any cost, as for what the reserve price had already been left behind by him.

"Eight-five million! There's a kind of you out of 80 million! Big SB. A very magnetic male voice sounded slowly, and the next second I saw the bidding sign printed with the number flying high, fifty-nine.