Wen Fan's voice was not loud, but it was enough to be noticed.

Manager Zhu's alert voice immediately sounded: "Who is outside?"

Wen Fan knew that it was too late to go.

"Hey, is there anyone? Where are the people, where are the people in the appraisal office? I'm here to identify the items. ”

Wen Fan hurriedly pretended to have just come over and shouted loudly, and at this time, Manager Zhu also happened to come out of the room and saw Wen Fan, with a suspicious face.

Although Wen Fan was scared in his heart, he pretended to be calm, and said to Manager Zhu with a displeased face: "Ah, Manager Zhu, you are here, I was looking for you, the people in this appraisal office don't know where to go, I still have something to identify." ”

Manager Zhu stared at Wen Fan with a calm face, as if Wen Fan didn't seem to have heard something, a hairy boy, if he really heard it, it would be impossible to be so calm.

"Oh, it's Master Wen who came in person, probably because the auction has begun, and no one has come to appraise the items anymore, so the people from the appraisal office may be helping outside, may I ask if Master Wen still has any treasures that need to be identified?"

"Well, the junior also has a fourth-order superb weapon, if you want to sell it, please take a look at it. ”

Wen Fan handed the knife in his hand to Manager Zhu, thinking that fortunately, I am very smart and adaptable, otherwise I would not have to make people crippled!

"Sure enough, it's a fourth-order superlative! It seems that Master Wen is really the best among the top craftsmen, it takes at least two months for a top craftsman to produce a superlative, and Master Wen took out seven pieces at a time today! Zhu really admired Master Wen's five-body throw!

"Ah, it's all luck, hehe, please ask Manager Zhu to auction off this knife, the younger generation will go down, and see if you want to buy some rare metals." ”

After Wen Fan finished speaking, he turned around and went downstairs, and Manager Zhu looked at Wen Fan's back from behind, with a meaningful glance in his eyes.

Wen Fan returned to the private room, at this time the auction had entered an extremely fierce bidding, it was Wen Fan's first-order best weapon that was being auctioned, and the bidders downstairs had no sound of bidding, and all the bidders were from the VIP private room on the second floor.

In the end, Wen Fan's five first-order best weapons were auctioned for a high price of 300,000 Qiankun coins, Wen Fan was still quite satisfied with the price, deducting the commission to the auction house, it was still a huge amount of money, even if it was his own Wen family, it was hundreds of thousands of Qiankun coins a year.

The next lot piqued Wen Fan's interest.

"Ladies and gentlemen, the next lot is a piece of thousand-year-old cold iron, I believe everyone knows the value of thousand-year-old cold iron, if you use this thousand-year-old cold iron to build a weapon, it will be an invincible divine blade. The starting price of this thousand-year-old cold iron is 200,000 Qiankun coins, and the minimum price increase is 10,000 Qiankun coins. ”

This thousand-year-old cold iron is definitely a very valuable treasure for the craftsman, but no one can use it except for the craftsman, so this piece of cold iron is a little cold as soon as it comes out.

Mo Lao was determined to get this piece of cold iron, and seeing that no one had raised the price, Mo Lao shouted lazily and added 10,000 Qiankun coins.

"The thousand-year-old cold iron, there are VIPs bidding 210,000 Qiankun coins, and there is no one bidding, this is a thousand-year-old cold iron, every craftsman's dream will be realized from this thousand-year-old cold iron, and will anyone increase the price?"

This host Xuanxuan can be said to be quite dedicated, seeing that there is no one bidding for the millennium cold iron, he is also very anxious, the value of the millennium cold iron is far more than 200,000, this is being auctioned away at a price close to the lowest bid, and the host Xuanxuan began to advocate the millennium cold iron.

But everyone knows that this thing is valuable, but not everyone can use it, so no one has increased the price.

There was a little loss in the host's eyes, and he couldn't drag it off forever.

"Millennial cold iron, 210,000 for the first time, has anyone increased the price? Millennial cold iron, 210,000 for the second time, has anyone increased the price? Millennial cold iron for the third time, into ......"

"Two hundred and twenty thousand!"

Just as the auction hammer presiding over the announcement was about to fall, a voice suddenly appeared in a private room on the second floor.

Everyone looked in the direction of the bid, but no one could see who this person was, because the VIP rooms on the second floor were kept secret from the guests.

The smile that was already rippling on Mo Lao's lips was shouted by this voice, and he was suspicious at that time.

Wen Fan is also very curious, in this imperial capital, apart from the Divine Craftsman Alliance, who else will need this thousand-year-old cold iron?

"Someone has offered 220,000 Qiankun coins, this VIP really has a vision, and has he offered a higher price, 220,000 yuan for the first time in a thousand years of cold iron!"

The host announced that he had mastered the rhythm of the auction quite perfectly, and knew that the person who had bid before would bid again, so he quickly began to read the number of times.

"Two hundred and thirty thousand!"

Sure enough, Mo Lao couldn't sit still.

"Two hundred and fifty thousand!"

This faint voice, as long as it is after Mo Lao shouts the price, will always sound in due time, as if this thousand-year-old cold iron is what he is determined to get!

This thousand-year-old cold iron was shouted all the way to 400,000 Qiankun coins, and Mo Lao finally hesitated a little at this time, although this thousand-year-old cold iron is definitely worth 400,000 Qiankun coins, but even if this thousand-year-old cold iron is taken back, it is not so easy to forge.

First of all, this thousand-year-old cold iron is very hard, and it is impossible for an ordinary forging furnace to melt it, let alone temper it into a weapon, and secondly, even if it is successfully melted, it is not so easy to control the heat with the nature of the thousand-year-old cold iron.

At this time, Elder Zhuang, who had been watching from the sidelines, spoke.

"Old Mo, this thousand-year-old cold iron, don't do it, haven't you thought about it, maybe the person on the other side will buy it and send it to the Divine Craftsman Alliance. He didn't know that the person who was fighting with him happened to be the Divine Craftsman Alliance, and besides the Divine Craftsman Alliance, could anyone else make a thousand-year-old cold iron into a weapon?"

Elder Zhuang was a bystander, and his analysis was quite reasonable, and Elder Mo nodded when he heard it.

"Millennial cold iron, 400,000 Qiankun coins for the first time! Is there anyone who has increased the price, is there any? 400,000 Qiankun coins for the second time, is there any other VIP who is interested?"

The host Xuanxuan looked at Mo Lao's private room, and saw that it was impossible to increase the price anymore, so he dropped the hammer directly.

"Congratulations to the guests on the second floor for winning a large piece of thousand-year-old cold iron for 400,000 Qiankun coins!"

And when the auction hammer fell on the table, an excited voice finally came from the private room that had been given a thousand years of cold iron.

"Brother Yin photographed the thousand-year-old cold iron, Wang is here to congratulate, it seems that it won't take long for Brother Yin to get a peerless divine weapon, and when the time comes, his strength will increase greatly, and he will definitely become the leader of the younger generation in the national capital. ”

Wen Fan heard the voice of the person who spoke, how could this voice be so familiar, by the way, it seems to be Wang Gang who helped in Windmill Town a few days ago, so what kind of character is this Brother Yin in his mouth?

To be continued