With everyone seated, the auction began.

Chu Yi sat in the corner, flipping through the booklet, when a beautiful etiquette lady came over.

"Sir, please show your ID."

"What documents?"

Chu Yi was inexplicable.

When he followed Liang Dongyuan and the others in, he didn't use any documents at all.

"An invitation to an auction, or something that proves your identity."

The girl's name is Mihoko, she has just fallen out of love recently, she is in a very bad mood, and she has nowhere to vent, and when she saw Chu Yi, who was dressed ordinarily and was Chinese, she immediately decided to make it difficult.

In fact, the people who can attend this kind of gathering are people of status, and there is no need for any invitations, and the occasional check is also to prevent anyone from plotting against others or coming in to eat and drink.

Just as Chu Yi was about to speak, a beautiful woman in uniform spoke:

"Forget Mihoko, just let him sit here."

"Anyway, the auction is about to start."

……

"Brother Dongyuan, there are really a lot of good things!"

Hu Tianxiang flipped through the exquisite manual, looking excited and at the same time very disappointed.

Looking at the beautiful antique relics, his heart was dripping blood.

Warring States color glaze pot, Tang Dynasty three-color double dragon ear bottle, Southern Song Dynasty official kiln porcelain bowl, mid-Qing Dynasty Jingdezhen kiln blue glaze pastel peach tree pattern bottle......

Each of them is ingenious, and each of them is priceless, engraved with the splendid civilization of China for 5,000 years.

"It's a pity that we have limited funds, otherwise I really want to take down all these treasures."

Liang Dongyuan said with emotion.

"This time, we must focus on the shot, otherwise we are likely to fall short."

Tang Xianfang reminded.

After some discussion, everyone decided to take pictures of the Jingdezhen kiln colorful dragon peony pattern bottle during the Wanli period of the Ming Dynasty, which is more valuable than this.

In order to gradually push the atmosphere of the auction to a climax, the opening lots are just some appetizers, mostly exquisite jade, souvenirs or relatively recent antiques, and the price is not expensive, supporting 100,000 US dollars.

The bidders are small wealthy businessmen, or foreign tourists, purely for the sake of joining in the fun.

But when it comes to an emerald green Ruyi of the Qing Dynasty, most of the people who were previously absent-minded know that the main event is coming, and cheer up.

"The early Qing Dynasty of China is emerald green Ruyi, the top imperial green, the starting price is 3 million US dollars, and the price increase is not less than 50,000 US dollars each time."

As soon as the auctioneer's voice fell, the quotations came and went.

"Three million and one million!"

"Three million one hundred and fifty thousand!"

……

"Four million!"

"Four million two hundred thousand!"

Before Liang Dongyuan and others could react, the first emerald green Ruyi was sold, and the price was 4.2 million US dollars.

The Japanese were far more enthusiastic about Chinese antiquities than they expected, and they were caught off guard by the fact that the first small Ruyi would be sold for more than 25 million yuan.

"The second piece, Huaxia Kingdom, Jingdezhen kiln red glaze bottle during the Qianlong period of the Qing Dynasty, the starting price is 5 million US dollars, and the price increase is not less than 100,000 US dollars each time."

"What a good bottle, it's a pity that it fell into the hands of little Japan."

Tang Xianfang shook his head and sighed, looking at the beautiful glaze, he wanted to raise the card several times, but Li Xueming held him down.

"We have limited funds, let's wait for next time."

Soon, the bottle was taken by a Toshiba Group executive for $7.3 million.

"I don't think the situation is good, the more this price will be higher in the future, I'm afraid our more than 10 million dollars may not be enough."

Liu Qiran said worriedly, a pair of fists clenched tightly.

At this time, I only heard the auctioneer speak:

"During the Wanli period of the Ming Dynasty of the Chinese Dynasty, the Jingdezhen kiln colorful dragon peony pattern bottle, the starting price is 6 million US dollars, and the price increase is not less than 100,000 US dollars each time."

"Six million and one million!"

Tang Xianfang hurriedly raised his card.

"Six million two hundred thousand!"

On the right-hand side, a middle-aged man with a mustache turned his head and grinned, gesturing his middle finger.

"Fuck it!"

Liu Qiran was furious and was about to scold, but was stopped by Chen Junyi in time.

"Sooner or later, one day Lao Tzu will train to become a Xuanjing Grandmaster and sweep this projectile land!"

He made up his mind.

At this time, the price of the colorful dragon peony pattern bottle has soared all the way, and it has soared to eight million.

The vast majority of Japanese have now chosen to wait and see, and the main opponent of Hu Tianxiang and others is a young man sitting in the front row.

He was dressed in a delicate little suit, brown cowhide shoes reflected a shiny sheen, and was flirting with a glass of champagne and beautiful women.

"Eight million two hundred thousand!"

Hu Tianxiang gritted his teeth and glared at the young man with hatred.

"Hehe, the self-righteous Zhina, how can my wealth be compared with you."

The man took a sip of champagne and said calmly:

"Eight and a half million."

There was already a lot of talk among the guests, and many recognized his identity.

"Isn't this the young owner of Sihe Co., Ltd., who actually came to the auction site and bought a bottle for 8.5 million US dollars, which is really rich."

"Stupid Shina man, it's so naïve to want to snatch something from Young Master Suzuki."

Ignoring the critical gazes and mocking tone around him, Hu Tianxiang continued to increase the price.

"Eight million six thousand!"

Suzuki Shinsi didn't raise his head.

"Nine million."

Everyone immediately gasped and added $400,000 at once, which was too powerful.

"Nine million and one million."

Hu Tianxiang's hands trembled, and they only had a million space left at most, but judging from the current situation, the other party was still very confident.

Sure enough, Suzuki Shensi calmly reported 9.5 million, and at the same time glanced at Hu Tianxiang very proudly.

"Damn, fight with Little Japan!"

Hu Tianxiang stomped his feet:

"Ten million!"

Everyone was in an uproar, and even the auctioneer was a little surprised that a bottle was sold for a sky-high price of $10 million.

This is extremely rare in the past.

"I really underestimated the patriotic enthusiasm of the Chinese people."

He smiled slightly mockingly:

"However, that's the end of it, and the next dozen or so pieces will be won."

Hearing 10 million, Suzuki Shensi was also slightly surprised, then shook his head and said jokingly:

"I'm determined to get this thing. Grandpa loved porcelain, and if I gave him this multicolored dragon peony vase, I would definitely be very happy, and my request might be met at that time. ”

Thinking of this, Suzuki Shensi immediately raised his card again.

"Eleven million."

Eleven million!

This has exceeded the entire funds of Liang Dongyuan and others.

Hu Tianxiang's face was like ashes, and he sat down.

"Brother Dongyuan, we've lost."

"This little Japan is so hateful, you know that it is against us!"

Shen Youyou was indignant.

"Uncle Xiang, I still have about three million dollars in my card, you can ask for it again."

Chen Junyi gritted her teeth and said.

Everyone looked at her in disbelief.

"Junyi, you-"

Liu Qiran's eyes widened.

"You've thought about it, Junyi, now is not the time to be rash."

Although they were excited and saw hope again, Liang Dongyuan and others couldn't help but remind. After all, nearly 20 million yuan is indeed not a small amount.

"Uncle Xiang, if you don't raise your card again, I'm going to regret it."

Chen Junyi said jokingly.

"Thank you very much."

Hu Tianxiang laughed, as if he was ten years younger in an instant, and decisively raised his card.

At this time, the auctioneer is about to make a final decision.

"Eleven million once."

"Eleven million twice."

"Eleven million—"

"Fourteen million!"

Hu Tianxiang directly quoted all the funds.

The eyes of the audience suddenly turned to them.

"Is the person crazy, with so much money, just buy a good-looking vase?!"

"It's not a vase, it's a patriotic feeling, and if it were me, I would have done the same."

A man in a kimono said heartily.

At this time, even Suzuki Shensi, who had always been calm, frowned, and couldn't help but weigh it in his heart.

Four million dollars is not a small amount of money, and it is not worth spending so much money to please the old man.

After thinking about it again, he still gritted his teeth and said loudly:

"Fifteen million!"

Hu Tianxiang's smile froze on his face and he sat down slowly.

Liang Dongyuan sighed and shook his head.

Chen Junyi snorted a little aggrieved.

Liu Qiran clenched his fists, and his nails dug deep into his flesh.

As for Shen Youyou, he clamored to do it.

"Fifteen million at a time."

"Fifteen million twice."

"Fifteen million—"

Just as Suzuki Shin Sizhi was proudly peeling the grapes, everyone thought that the dust had settled, and even the auctioneer picked up the mallet, an indifferent voice came from the corner.

"Twenty million."