In the conference room on the seventh floor of the Jinyun Hotel in the provincial capital, the auction is being held.

Secretary General Ku arrived early and handed over the GK200 pigeon to the staff for inspection and sent to a special 1 ornamental cage for the fanciers to watch.

Looking at the crowd of onlookers, Secretary General Gu was both happy and worried, not to mention happy, worried that the GK200 pigeon would be bought, and he would leave him from then on, and he would not know what its fate would be in the future.

A few pigeon fanciers have made an assessment before, whispering, and it is estimated that someone will pay 30,000 yuan.

A very fat fancier sat next to him and offered to hand him a cigarette, which he thanked and said he wouldn't smoke.

"The secretary general is to save money and raise good pigeons." The fat fancier complimented him, and after a few conversations, whispered to him: "I have bought your champion pigeon GK200." ”

Let Secretary-General Gu look at his bag, stretch out a palm and shake it in front of Secretary-General Gu's eyes.

Secretary-General Gu is in a complicated mood, the matter has come to this, no matter how to remember, no matter how to think, it can't be done, the auction rules are set when sending pigeons to participate in the competition, and the pigeons participate in the competition, that is, the contract is signed, and the two sides have no reason to regret it.

Now I can only think broadly, someone is willing to pay a high price to buy pigeons, and at the same time promote the pigeon racing industry in this province to the next level, why not?

"Thank you," the secretary general whispered to the fat fancier, "and if you really want to take it away, I want you to treat it well." ”

The fat fancier said: "Of course, but I would like to thank you for producing such a great pigeon. ”

"Since you are so sincere, then I will discuss with you, there is a request, the pigeons really go to you, and the offspring bred should be sold to me first."

The other party patted his chest: "With the contribution of your secretary general, this request is nothing, and it is guaranteed to be resolved within two months." ”

Secretary-General Gu said: "What was said at the auction was not a joke. ”

The fat fancier with a huge amount of money sat in the first row of the first position, smoking a cigarette leisurely, looking around from time to time to see if there were any competitors.

The auctioneer came out, standing high on the platform, and he had to examine each pigeon in the auction first, check the relevant data, and then raise the gavel with one hand, and the other hand pointed to each person who raised the card, and gave everyone encouragement or expectation, hoping that they would not stop raising the card one after another.

In order, it took more than an hour to photograph all the pigeons below the second place, and finally this GK200, a veritable "elite", "Derby" and "combined" triple crown.

The auctioneer introduced the basic situation of this pigeon, and just said that the auction of the GK200 triple crown will start now, and the starting price is 20,000 yuan, and the fat pigeon fancier at the first table will raise the brand and say 30,000 yuan.

The lively scene began to quiet down.

Someone asked; "How much?"

Someone replied: "Directly up to 30,000." ”

Several people shouted at the same time: "Wow! ”

Someone in the back row was not to be left behind, and also raised a card, according to the rules, add two thousand at a time, or you can bid directly.

The auctioneer said: "Thirty-two thousand, has anyone increased the price, thirty-two thousand." ”

As soon as the words fell, the fat pigeon fancier held up his sign.

The auctioneer pointed at him: "Yes, this pigeon fancier in the first row, he is determined to win, 34,000, a good pigeon needs someone who understands it, 34,000, once." ”

Someone held up a sign in the middle of the room.

The auctioneer shouted: "Awesome, the master has appeared, hehe, it's 36,000, is there anything else?" Thirty-six once, thirty-six twice. ”

The fat pigeon fancier patted his bag, held up the sign and shouted at the same time: "Forty thousand!" ”

Like a lit oil pot, the scene boiled all at once.

The auctioneer shouted, "This is the person who knows pigeons, everyone applauds." ”

Applause resounded throughout the room.

The fat fancier stood up, walked to the coop with great pride, and tilted his head to look at the pigeons.

The auctioneer joked, "You can't have only 40,000 in that bag." ”

The fat fancier held up a slap in the face, and the auctioneer understood and said, "Please sit back, you have to do it again." Triple crown, authentic bloodline, excellent performance, shooting is earning, this is in our province, if it was in a pigeon racing province, it would have rushed to 50,000 a long time ago. ”

"The auctioneer underestimated the pigeons of our province."

"What about the auctioneer?"

"There is no need to hype the triple crown, whoever has 50,000 will take it away."

The auctioneer drank saliva, cleared his throat, and said loudly: "Back to the point, forty thousand once, forty thousand twice, forty thousand ......"

The fat pigeon fancier didn't use the brand, and directly raised his hand and said, "Forty-two." ”

He has 50,000 in his bag, but he doesn't want to be in place at once, he has a plan, he wants to see the people who compete with him, if he follows him and shouts 44,000, then he will shout 46,000, and if the competitor shouts 48,000, he will shout 50,000. ”

He looked back at the back, and there was movement, this time from the other direction.

The auctioneer shouted: "Forty-four, forty-four, is there any price increase?" ”

The fat pigeon fancier turned his head to see that there was a sign behind him, and the sign was held high, but the person lowered his head and wore a hat.

"Forty-six thousand, two more times, it's fifty thousand." The auctioneer came to the pigeon cage again, looked at the pigeons carefully, and said, "Is there anyone willing to come up and take my place?" Let me go down, I want to raise a card with an ordinary pigeon fancier, such a good pigeon, I am not willing to be taken away by others. ”

No one who goes up knows that this is his skill, to mobilize people's passions.

The auctioneer asked again, and said, "Half of today's salary, come on." ”

There was laughter.

"We don't have the ability to do this, so you better continue."

The auctioneer shook his head, raised his hands, and shouted: "Forget it, forget it, which master will shoot it away, I'll go to his house to buy the youngsters, just the offspring of the triple crown, 10,000 pairs, I said it." ”

Someone followed: "I will also sign up for a queue, 10,000 is 10,000." ”

Someone shouted: "Ouch, the auctioneer is right, whoever buys this pigeon earns it." ”

The fat pigeon fancier couldn't bear it anymore and shouted: "Don't say it, I don't think any of you will fight with me, I will pay 50,000." ”

Pick up the bag and throw it at the workbench over there.

The audience applauded for a long time, and finally climbed the 50,000 mark, last year's overall championship was bought by a provincial 45,000, a new high in the history of the province, today someone came out to 50,000, to buy away the triple crown, breaking the record, which makes everyone not excited.

Secretary General Gu's face was full of red light, and this number was the ceiling in his heart.

He wanted to call Xing Yi immediately and tell him that the record had been broken. The scene was so loud that I couldn't make a phone call.

The fat pigeon fancier scanned the audience majestically, looked back at the staff, and the staff looked at the auctioneer, and did not shout for the third time.

The auctioneer came back to his senses and beckoned to the fat pigeon fancier: "I'm full of annoyance, sit down, first steady, the procedure is not finished, I don't want to lose the auctioneer's infinite position." ”

The auctioneer stood still and asked, "Who shouted just now?" ”

Dozens of hands were pointing at the fat fancier: "He's it." ”

"How much to shout?"

"Fifty thousand!" The sound is very neat.

The fat fancier was triumphant.

"Okay." The auctioneer raised the gavel and said loudly: "Fifty thousand once, fifty thousand two times, fifty thousand ......" He couldn't stop shouting, his eyes were fixed on the back, and someone there was holding up the sign.

The scene fell silent.