He Chen sighed at this time, avoiding the light.

"Mr. Yan is a descendant of Yan Hui, who is Yan Hui, the proud protégé of Confucius!"

"After Confucius returned to heaven, the relics were collected by all the disciples, among which Yan Hui got two clogs."

"One of them has been lost in the war, but it's a pity."

He Chen's eyes suddenly sharpened at this time, "But the other one, but one remained." After the establishment of the Eastern Han Dynasty, it was used

Come and suppress Wang Mang's head! ”

This period of history should be unknown to all civil officials.

After Wang Mang raised his army, he was invincible, but he only encountered Liu Xiu, the legendary son of luck.

Liu Xiu, who opened the hanging, ended Wang Mang and established the Eastern Han Dynasty.

"Later, although it was lost, I want to tell you that this meaningful thing was not burned, nor was it turned into ashes in the fire, but for the descendants of Yan, and now Mr. Yan's great-grandfather took it away and put it at home, worshipping day and night, remembering the past of Sage Kong, every time I ...... tears"

Speaking of this, He Chen also left a few tears in a decent manner.

At this time, the civil officials also remembered the past of the Han Dynasty, Wang Mang's rebellion, Liu Xiu's killing of the enemy, and the heroes of the Three Kingdoms at the end of the Eastern Han Dynasty.

They looked at this clog, and suddenly felt that this was not a clog, but a mark of history!

He Chen pointed to the lines on the clogs, "Look, this pattern is timeless, with the air of a saint, I really want to put it at home, worship it day and night, and let my children also be stained with the breath of the saint." ”

"It's a pity, it's a pity."

He Chen sighed, "Thirty thousand taels to shoot!" ”

Empress Eldest Sun opened her mouth wide, and Li Er kept sneering.

He didn't believe that the clogs of Sage Kong still existed, if he said that there must be a force in the underworld

What, that wouldn't let the clogs of Sage Kong stay.

Staying behind must be Liu Bang's ancestor sword to slash the white snake!

Li Hui covered his head, he now had a new understanding of He Chen's ability to make up stories.

This stuff is really just coming out of the mouth, talking nonsense, and not respecting the facts at all.

If there is a historian here, he will definitely puncture Hechen's illusions.

"I'll give you fifty thousand taels! Couldn't have been more! ”

Mr. Yan is seventy-eight years old, and his teeth are about to fall out this year, Yan Zhitui was not there a few years ago, and he is still lingering, and now in the face of Confucius's clogs, the old man burst into tears.

"Back then, this clog was a sacred relic in the family, but in order to make a living, the old father had to sell it, so that he was in exile, and today I want to take back the glory of the family!"

The old gentleman's eyes were blood-red, with a sense of resentment.

When the others heard this, they immediately couldn't sit still.

Yan Hui's descendants, how could they lie, and there was a lot of discussion about it.

"Seafarers, do you think it's true?"

"How can it be fake, you see that old gentleman is already crying, and he can't walk steadily."

"No, this thing is of great significance, and if you give it to the senior members of the DPRK and China in the future, I am afraid that it can be exchanged for countless wealth!"

The officials did not dare to make a move, and the rich businessmen had long planned who to give it to.

This is the original meaning of Hechen, of course, the idea of this clogs is still the suggestion given by Hechen's father and the shopkeeper, and the shopkeeper is extremely spicy, he can see Hechen's purpose at a glance, so he is in line with the practice of deceiving people to death and pit people to the end, so that Hechen came to such a show.

The clogs of Sage Kong, this kind of thing, I'm afraid it will make all merchants crazy.

If it is money calligraphy and painting, it may be too vulgar, but if it is a relic of the Confucian saint, something that the Confucian saint used, it means that it is contaminated with the luck of the Confucian saint.

So, He Chen immediately did it.

At this time, the rich businessmen were already a little reserved, if they could still sit still before Mr. Yan spoke, there was still a look of doubt in their eyes, and now, their hearts were turbulent.

"Sixty thousand!"

"Seventy thousand taels!"

The barrage of bids was overwhelming, and it was as if silver was flying everywhere.

In the open space outside the auction hall, from time to time, people ran out to give out notes, which was the way the news of the auction hall spread ten cents.

", Gao Jianwu is here and bought Cao Cao's sword!"

"What? The clogs of the Confucian saints? ”

"He's amazing! This Hechen is simply a god, he can get this kind of thing! ”

"Look, the price starts at 30,000 taels, and now someone has started to increase the price crazily!"

"We really can't imagine the life of a rich person, a clog, so popular!"

"You know a skin, it's useless to ask Confucius to use something, but it's okay to give it away, this thing is useless at home, but it's useful to take it out!"

"I see!"

"Five hundred thousand! For the first time! ”

"Five hundred thousand for the second time!"

"Five hundred thousand taels for the third time!"

"Congratulations to this outsider!"

He Chen couldn't close his mouth excitedly, this guy surnamed Hai was one of the richest people in Chang'an, he made a lot of money through the war, and now he is doing the pharmaceutical business, and most of the pharmacies in Chang'an are opened by him.

He Chen was beaten up before, and it is estimated that this thing was also instigated by this product behind him.

Now seeing this guy spending money, He Chen is excited.

"Hai Fugui, Hai Fugui, you also have today!"

Holding the clogs, Hai Fugui was about to cry, his eyes were red, "From now on, our Hai family will also have cultural luck!" ”

Li Hui sighed at this time, "Let's not talk about whether this thing is real or not, from now on, this Hai Fugui family is afraid that it will be robbed in three days." ”

Yuan Tiangang and Li Chunfeng nodded, "Master Hou is right, this guy doesn't know that this clog is not something he can occupy, and there are people to grab the night pearl, not to mention the things that are related to the Confucian saint." ”

He Chen's operation was too incredible, which made Li Hui feel a little incredible.

Li Er is now convinced, and he will go back, "Guanyin, look, this is Li Hui's power, another 500,000 taels!" That's 1.5 million taels! ”

Empress Eldest Sun covered her mouth and smiled, "Your Majesty wasn't still angry just now!" ”

"Guanyin, when did I get angry? I'm angry that Hechen is talking nonsense, but too, this

If you don't talk nonsense, how can you make money? The art of a merchant is a mouth, two hands. ”

Empress Eldest Sun was puzzled, "Your Majesty, what is the matter with one mouth and two hands?" ”

"Hehe, it means that one mouth is full of flowers, and two hands are down-to-earth."

Li Er doesn't know the art of businessmen, but he understands it with the shopkeeper, so it can be seen that the two of them have talked about the Tao of it.

Three things, 1.5 million taels, Datang half a year's tax silver.

Pingkangfang is blown up!