Chapter 187: Zhang Jiujie's sword

"Welcome to our Dongjiang auction, I am the host of this auction, Mu Qingxia."

As a sweet voice sounded, the originally noisy auction hall instantly fell silent.

Hundreds of eyes converged on the stage, and a long-haired beauty wearing a slit cheongsam stood there with a smile on her face.

"My God, it turned out to be Mu Qingxia! It's the right time to do it! ”

"Mu Qingxia is one of the three golden flowers in the antique world of Tiannan Province, and when I see it today, it really deserves its name!"

"A Mu Qingxia is so shocked, I really don't know what kind of style the other two golden flowers are?"

"Hehe, I was fortunate enough to see the other two golden flowers, those two are also beautiful immortals, and I don't know who will be cheaper in the end!"

There was a lot of discussion in the audience, and everyone's eyes looking at Mu Qingxia were full of fiery light!

The main thing is that Mu Qingxia is so beautiful!

Even Yang Fan couldn't help but smack his tongue for a while.

Judging from her appearance alone, this Mu Qingxia is not weak Li Ruoxi, coupled with her unique temperament, it is simply impossible to take your eyes off.

But in Yang Fan's opinion, it is still his family's Li Ruoxi who is the most beautiful!

"Haha, Yang Fan, you are staring at others so directly, be careful I tell Ruoxi, so that you can't eat and walk around."

At this time, Shen Conglong on the side couldn't help but laugh.

"Uncle Shen, why did you even learn to tease me?"

Hearing this, Yang Fan couldn't help but smile bitterly and shook his head.

With his embarrassment, even Dong Lao couldn't help but joke when he saw it:

"Xiao Yang, if you like beautiful women, the old man strongly recommends Wan'er, in terms of appearance, my granddaughter is not bad!"

"Hahaha!"

After speaking, Dong Lao and Shen Conglong both laughed.

"Old Dong, Uncle Shen, don't make fun of me, let's watch the auction first."

Yang Fan said with a smile.

As soon as his words fell, Mu Qingxia also made a new move, only to see her walking gracefully to the first glass cabinet.

"Please be quiet, now I'm going to unveil the first red cloth of this auction!"

"Let's let the little girl sell it first, let's guess the origin of this sword."

Mu Qingxia smiled slightly, stretched out her jade hand, and ripped off the red cloth, revealing a rusty iron sword!

She obviously didn't intend to speak directly.

The audience was noisy again, almost all of them discussing the iron sword.

Even Shen Conglong couldn't help but be happy:

"Elder Dong, you help me palm my eyes, what dynasty is this thing from?"

"Oh? Why, you're interested in this sword? ”

Dong Lao glanced at Shen Conglong with some surprise, and saw that he was really full of excitement, so he said:

"Judging from the shape of this sword, it should come from the Wuzhou period, and the old man thinks that its limit value is around 60 million."

Hearing this, Shen Conglong suddenly shook his hands a little and grinned:

"Hehe, if that's the case, then I, Shen, will take it down if I say anything today!"

Yang Fan listened to the conversation between the two and did not interject, and frowned, not knowing what he was thinking.

"Okay, I think everyone should have guessed that this sword came from the Wu Zhou period, and next, the little woman will give you a detailed introduction to its background!"

On the stage, Mu Qingxia saw that the time was almost up, so she also began to introduce:

"This sword is an accessory of General Zhang Jiujie, a famous general of Wuzhou, who used this sword to defeat the Khitans twice and capture the leader of the other party, it is a famous general's sword!"

"After thousands of years of baptism, although this sword can no longer be used to kill enemies, it is still very sharp, and it is a rare collection!"

"The starting price, 10 million!"

As Mu Qingxia's voice fell.

The audience was agitated, and many people raised their cards to ask for the price!

"Fifteen million ......"

"Fifteen,500,000 ......"

"Seventeen million..."

Soon, the price was raised to 40 million by everyone, and few people were bidding at this time.

Because in their opinion, this value is already the limit of the iron sword.

Add more money, and you'll lose money.

"Almost, Xiao Shen, if you want, you can make the final bid."

Dong Lao is also an old oilman in the auction house, and he can see at a glance when it is the most suitable time to bid.

Hearing this, Shen Conglong nodded, and then raised his paddle: "I'll give 60 million ......"

At the second when his words were just finished, Zhou Ye, who was not far away, suddenly stood up!

"Eighty million!"

"I want this sword! I hope you will give me a thin noodle for Zhou! ”

Zhou Ye stood up directly and bowed his hand slightly to everyone present.

His bid discouraged everyone, and they all complimented Zhou Ye a few words.

Zhou Ye smiled slightly, and then looked at Shen Conglong with a provocative gaze, not knowing whether it was intentional or unintentional.

"This bastard!"

Shen Conglong's face was pale, and he gritted his teeth and was about to stand up and scold.

He really liked this sword, but Zhou Ye's sudden intervention caught him off guard.

"Uncle Shen, don't be impulsive!"

Yang Fan hurriedly stopped Shen Conglong and said in a low voice:

"Bear with it any longer, he won't be proud for long."

This auction is destined to be Zhou Ye's cemetery.

"Hmph, you want to grab something from me, he Zhou Ye is not qualified enough, I will give 100 million ......"

Shen Conglong controlled his desire to curse, and then decided to smash this sword down with money!

But before he could raise his card, Yang Fan said again: "This sword is not worth a million!" ”

His words made Shen Conglong and Dong Lao stunned.

"Yang Fan, are you sure this sword is not worth a million? Just now, Dong Lao said that the limit price of this sword is 60 million. ”

Shen Conglong was a little dazed, not questioning Yang Fan, but the price difference between the two was too much!

Even Dong Lao was a little puzzled.

"Elder Dong is right, this sword is indeed worth sixty million under normal circumstances, or even higher!"

"But now, he's scrap copper and rotten iron!"

"After all these years, it has long been corroded and dilapidated, although it looks good on the surface, but believe it or not, it can't even peel an apple?"

Yang Fan smiled slightly, looked at Zhou Ye, who was still proud, and said loudly:

"Vice President Zhou, congratulations, this is Zhang Jiujie's sword, it must be extremely sharp, I don't know if Vice President Zhou is willing to show it to all of us here?"

His words aroused the approval of countless people present:

"Yes, Vice President Zhou, this little brother is right, you might as well open our eyes!"

Hearing this, Zhou Ye's frowning brows slowly loosened, and then smiled confidently: "Of course you can!" ”

After speaking, he nodded at Mu Qingxia.

After a while, several cheongsam girls hugged the iron sword, and at the same time, they also carried up a wooden pier with the thickness of an adult's waist!

"Everyone, look good!"

Zhou Ye confidently picked up the iron sword, and in front of everyone, he slashed down with a sword!

But the next moment, a light and shadow burst out from Yang Fan's fingertips, and then a "click" sounded!

Zhou Ye's 80 million iron sword ...... Shattered!