"You guys are too thick-skinned, such a good piece of Zifei, you actually give such a small price? Don't bullying children understand jade? I'll give fifteen thousand. ”

"Cut~"

After this man said a bunch of high-sounding words, he only added two thousand yuan, which attracted a lot of boos.

But while everyone despised him, they didn't stop and continued to shout: "Sixteen thousand." ”

"Don't rob me, I'll pay seventeen."

In an instant, the calcite scene turned into an auction, which couldn't help but make the melon-eating crowd widen their mouths in surprise.

And what surprised them even more was that some people saw that Gong Yu didn't say anything from beginning to end, so they simply rushed to her, shouting vigorously: "Little friend, sell me the jade!"

"Sell it to me."

"Sell Me ......"

The sound of scrambling to grab is really a little difficult to tell whether this is a gambling stone night market or a vegetable market.

Isn't that a bit of an exaggeration?

There are also a lot of jade stones produced today, and there are some larger than this volume, but none of them have caused such a big sensation.

What is the charm of this palm-sized purple fei that can provoke everyone to snatch it fiercely?

Just when everyone was confused, something even more surprising happened.

"I'll pay 50,000 yuan."

Fifty thousand?

Who's crazy?

Everyone looked for prestige, and the sights were Hua Deming and Murong Zhengwei.

The person who asked for the price was Murong Zhengwei.

Murong Zhengwei is the chairman of HK Longfeng Jewelry, and has a pivotal position in the jade jewelry industry of Yanguo, with high prestige.

Hua Deming and Murong Zhengwei used to be comrades-in-arms, and after retiring from the army, one was in politics and the other was in business.

Although the two no longer follow the same path, their revolutionary friendship will never change.

This time Murong Zhengwei will appear here, it was Hua Deming who was proudly invited to gild the Gambling Stone Night Market, and by the way, Murong Zhengwei also wanted to take advantage of this Gambling Stone Night Market to find a piece of the best Zifei.

With the appearance of Murong Zhengwei, the specifications of the Gambling Stone Night Market have immediately improved by more than one grade.

Although the headquarters of Dragon and Phoenix Jewelry is in HK, all major first-tier cities in Yanguo have the shadow of Dragon and Phoenix Jewelry.

As the chairman of Longfeng Jewelry, Murong Zhengwei is worth a lot of money, and 50,000 yuan is nothing to him.

So when everyone knew that it was Murong Zhengwei who was bidding, everyone obediently shut their mouths, and no one dared to follow the bidding.

Even if they dare, they wouldn't want to call anymore.

In their eyes, this piece of purple fei is worth a maximum of 50,000 yuan, and there can't be any more.

Just when everyone thought that this piece of purple fei would definitely be bought by Murong Zhengwei, a cold voice suddenly sounded outside the crowd.

"Sixty thousand."

Rumble~

A thunderclap sounded on the ground, and everyone's brains were already a little disobedient.

Especially the man who wanted to "cheat" Zifei for 3,000 yuan at the beginning, felt a hot pain on his face.

Everyone turned around and looked back in unison, wanting to see which stupid hat was bidding.

Outside the crowd stood a three-straight figure, their expressions colder than the other, as if they had a piece of ice on their faces.

Especially the first one, the most cold.

Inch head, thick eyebrows, phoenix eyes, high nose bridge, thin lips, knife-like chin with cold light, obviously handsome and extraordinary upright appearance, but it gives people an unapproachable sense of distance.

It's as if the whole world owes him eight million.

Gong Yu thought evilly in his heart, and smiled strangely at the man without a trace, as if he was thinking of some kind of ghostly idea.