Hearing the word "Huaxia", Lin Chao immediately came to his senses.

He listened intently, lest he miss a word.

"Ladies and gentlemen, the second piece in the collection that will be auctioned today is a series of books compiled over the past 600 years. Over the years, this set of books has gone through various disasters, and only a few hundred copies remain. Today, this precious book will be presented to us. Please hold your breath, keep your eyes open, and don't miss out on this precious moment. ”

Robert yelled loudly.

"Squeak!"

A crystal glass case rises from the platform, and inside is four books with yellow covers.

They are surprisingly large in size, about half a meter tall and about a foot wide.

"Yongle Grand Ceremony!"

Lin Chao was stunned.

At this time, a close-up appeared on the TV screen.

"Yongle Canon, Volume 8,646!"

On the dark yellow paper, the number of the book is written in a straight and straight font.

"Taige Body, that's right!"

Lin Chao only felt blood gushing up.

The Yongle Encyclopedia is an encyclopedia-like collection of ancient and modern books, which is a summary of the achievements of ancient Chinese culture.

However, the original of the book is missing. Most of the dungeons also died in the fighting.

There are only a few hundred copies left, and they are scattered all over the world.

Lin Chao didn't expect to see four of them at this auction.

"Wow!"

The venue at the bottom was also chaotic.

Most of the people attending today's meeting are Chinese, so how could they not know the name of the "Yongle Canon".

This is the most famous treasure of China, which cannot be measured by money.

Seeing that the atmosphere had been brought up, Robert's face showed a touch of triumph.

"These four books have been identified by experts and are indeed relics of hundreds of years ago in China. I also know the context of coming to the UK, so please don't be suspicious. ”

The discussion at the venue became louder and louder, but the faces of many Chinese people showed hesitation.

The Yongle Canon is so precious that it can only be donated to the country after purchase.

However, throwing millions of dollars in bills, if you only get a pennant, it .......

Robert, of course, didn't know this, and he shouted with emotion:

"These four ancient books are not sold separately, the starting price is $4 million, and the price is $100,000 each time, and interested buyers can now bid."

“……。”

Surprisingly, there was silence in the venue.

Robert was also a little dumbfounded, he hadn't seen any storms in all these years, but it was the first time that no one had bid.

"Have the Chinese people learned well?"

Although the price of "Yongle Canon" is not very high, this is a trap, just waiting for the Chinese people to get in.

Who knows, it's embarrassing that there is no one to bid and compete.

"Ladies and gentlemen, although these four books are not very thick, their writing is extremely beautiful, and the price of four million is definitely not inflated."

Robert said again.

Today's shout will definitely affect his reputation, which is what Robert fears the most.

And if no one buys it, it can only be sold at a reduced price.

But in this way, time will be wasted, and it will also affect the arrangement of the exhibition.

"4.1 million!"

Just when he was in a hurry, the digital screen in front of him jumped.

Robert shouted excitedly:

"It was Mr. Park Shin-hae who made the bid in the No. 9 private room, has anyone exceeded this price? Ladies and gentlemen, this is the Yongle Canon, each one is unique, do you want to watch it being bought by others? ”

The Chinese people in the venue were still silent.

The Lesan Group has money, and competing with them is like calling Hanako and the Dragon King to compare treasures, and they can't win at all.

Robert's smiling face slowly froze.

What the hell is going on, usually Chinese people compete, and money is like paper at all.

Today, it is like a frosted eggplant, and he doesn't even dare to raise the number plate.

"Gentlemen and ladies, these are estimated to be Chinese calligraphers, copied word by word, even now, the price will be more than hundreds of thousands of dollars. Don't throw away this wealth because of cultural differences."

Robert, of course, refused to give up.

The higher the auction price, the higher his commission.

At this time, if you don't agitate your lips and tongue and fool those celebrities to throw money, do you want to keep the chimney guy waiting for Christmas?

"$4.5 million."

Sure enough, a Chinese man couldn't stand the bewitchment and raised the number plate in his hand.

Robert was just about to affirm the bravery of the other party when the digital screen flashed.

"Ladies and gentlemen, Mr. Park Shin-hae has made a bid of $5 million, and which other buyer has made a bid?"

"$5.5 million."

A Caucasian raised the price by another 500,000.

Regardless of asking, this is the trust invited by the seller.

Otherwise, how could those Westerners be interested in such cultural relics.

"$6 million."

A sneer appeared at the corner of Park Shinhae's mouth.

"Yongle Ceremony" is not on the auction catalogue this time, so it appeared out of nowhere, it must be going to the Chinese people.

However, there was a conflict with Lin Chao just now, and he also hated the cultural relics of Huaxia.

"I'll burn it down in this hall in a moment, and let you goddamn shopkeepers hold your heads and cry!"

Park Shinhae said with a resentful face.

Lin Chao opened the tablet on the table and pressed a number to go out.

"$7 million."

Robert laughed.

Right!

This kind of bid is what Chinese people should do, and the increase of 100,000 yuan just now is really not interesting.

"Mr. Lin Chao in the No. 26 private room bid $7 million, is there anyone who surpasses him?"

Whether it is the Chinese person who gets the "Yongle Canon", all he can do is donate it to the museum.

Therefore, Lin Chao did not want to compete with his compatriots.

But it's different for foreigners, who just put it in the treasury and take it out when the time is right, in order to make huge financial gains.

"Curator, are these books so precious?"

Christina asked, a little puzzled.

Lin Chao nodded.

"Priceless!"

Compared with those gold and silver jewelry, the market value of "Yongle Grand Canon" is certainly far inferior.

But the knowledge it carries, and the culture it represents, is incomparable to those gold, silver, and jewelry.

In many people's minds, archaeology is equivalent to tomb robbing, but it is just a legal cloak.

But what they don't understand is that what archaeologists want to find most during rescue excavations is something with words.

Epitaphs, bamboo slips, silk books, and paper often differ from historical records.

It plays an extremely important role in finding the real facts.

"$8 million."

When he heard Lin Chao's name, Park Xinhai had a sinister smile on his face.

Hele San Group has more money than money, is this surnamed Lin stupid?

"Money is just a number to me, you little white glove, dare to fight with me!"

In any case, we must take the "Yongle Canon" today, and then burn it in front of Lin Chao.

"It's okay to let that woman stay with me for a few months."

Thinking of this, Park Shin-hae couldn't help but laugh wildly.

"Hahaha."