Chapter 132: Buying Fakes at High Prices
"These objects are packed and auctioned together with the boxes, and whoever bids the highest will get these antiques."
The rules set by Old Man He are simple and crude.
It's not a one-by-one auction, it's a one-pot auction packed together.
There are pros and cons to both auction methods.
Separate auctions may result in a higher total price, while packing together can save time.
It's not early now, and if you slowly auction one by one, I'm afraid you will be able to auction it until the second half of the night.
On the contrary, it affects the final transaction price.
So Old Man He directly cut through the mess quickly, and came to a one-pot way.
After hearing this, the hearts of many antique dealers were completely cold.
In this way of packaging and auctioning, they simply cannot afford to participate.
In the end, I could only watch the competition between the Wang family and the Luo family.
In fact, it was also the case, when Old Man He's voice fell, Luo Tong began to bid.
"Ten million!"
Luo Tong raised his right hand and offered a price that made the small and medium-sized antique dealers present desperate.
Many of them don't have a total asset of 10 million.
After the price was offered, Luo Tongtong looked at Wang Ruyan with provocative eyes.
Wang Ruyan's attention has always been on Lin Cheng.
"Luo Tong has made a bid, shall we follow?"
"Of course you have to follow it, you can't let Luo Tong pick up the cheap so easily."
Lin Cheng also raised his arm.
"I represent the Wang family, 20 million."
"Thirty million!"
Luo Tong continued to increase the price without showing weakness.
When the He family heard the price of 30 million, they all showed excited looks.
Thirty million!
The whole village of them doesn't earn that much from farming all their lives.
Even if the whole village goes to the city to work for a hundred years, it is enough to earn 30 million.
Lin Cheng silently estimated in his heart.
If the golden-handled iron sword is real, it is worth about fifty or sixty million.
It is estimated that the bottom line of Luo Tong's bid is 50 million.
No matter how high the price is, it is estimated that he will not be able to bear it.
So Lin Cheng bid again.
"Forty-nine million."
"Shhh
This price made everyone present gasp.
Prices are soaring too fast.
After bidding each other a few times, they had already shouted 49 million, how could they bid later.
"It seems that the Wang family is determined to win, and has raised the bid by nearly 20 million at one time."
"Although this golden-handled iron sword is a rare treasure, it is worth about fifty or sixty million, and this bid can be regarded as a direct top."
"I don't think the Luo family will bid again, this time the Wang family won."
The antique dealers were obsessively convinced that Luo Tong would not make any further bids.
It's really Lin Cheng's bid card position that is too accurate.
If you continue to bid higher, the value of the auction will become very weak.
Luo Tong frowned and glared at Lin Cheng through gritted teeth.
The price of 49 million made him feel very uncomfortable.
If Lin Cheng shouted 40 million, Luo Tong would definitely shout 50 million, and then he would be able to complete the card position.
However, Lin Cheng did not play according to the routine, but put Luo Tong in a very uncomfortable situation.
"Damn, it's really uncomfortable for this bastard to be stuck at this price point."
"Master Luo, you don't need to add so much at one time, just add 10,000 to it."
Lin Qiyuan wilted up to come up with some ideas.
If you only add 10,000, it will not be in line with the momentum created by Luo Tong.
What he wants is a big price increase to deter the momentum of the audience.
"Just add 10,000? Are you trying to make me a joke. ”
"How dare I make you a joke, if you can't do 10,000, add 1 million, so it won't be a joke."
"A Million ······"
Luo Tong pondered in his heart.
Although it is not a shame to add one million, it is likely that Lin Cheng will also add another million.
In that case, he still wouldn't be able to shoot this golden-handled iron sword.
No, you have to add a little more to completely suppress Lin Cheng.
Just when Luo Tong was pondering how high the price should be raised, the He family was already a little impatient.
The price of 49 million far exceeded their expectations.
He Tian and the others were all persuading Old Man He to hurry up and count down.
A few three-two-one can drop the hammer and collect money.
Old Man He was also satisfied at the moment.
"Forty-nine million, is there a higher bid? If not, count to three. ”
"Three!"
"Two!"
"One ······"
When Old Man He raised the small wooden hammer and was about to hit the gong, Luo Tong raised his arm high.
"The Luo family is fifty-five million!"
After finishing speaking, Luo Tong, who had red eyes, glared at Lin Cheng fiercely.
It depends on whether Lin Cheng will continue to increase the price.
The antique dealers on the side were stunned, they didn't expect Luo Tong to be so ruthless, and they directly pulled the price to 55 million.
At this price, it can be said that there is no cost performance at all.
Aside from earning the name of collecting rare treasures, it is almost impossible to make a profit from the sale of gold-hilted iron swords in the short term.
Old Man He was so excited that he almost couldn't stand steadily, and he held the table with both hands so that he didn't let himself fall.
"Five and five million! Are there any higher bids? ”
Old Man He looked at Lin Cheng expectantly, hoping that Lin Cheng could bring another surprise.
It's a pity that Lin Cheng shrugged his shoulders with a smile and made a gesture not to increase the price.
Seeing Lin Cheng's determination to withdraw from the bidding, Luo Tong was completely relieved.
When!
The small wooden hammer in Old Man He's hand fell, announcing the end of the auction.
The antique dealers who ate melons to their heart's content took out their mobile phones one after another, some showed off in the group chat, and some were busy posting on Moments.
It's all about the propaganda that Luo Tong spent a lot of money to buy a gold-hilted iron sword.
Luo Tong happily transferred money with the He family to complete the final transaction.
And Lin Cheng had already left with Wang Ruyan.
Not long after the two drove out of the village, Wang Anshun's phone called.
"Ru Yan, what are you doing? Didn't I say that you should do whatever it takes, why didn't you buy the golden-handled iron sword, it's a rare treasure! ”
"Dad, I'll let Lin Cheng tell you."
Wang Ruyan held up the mobile phone to Lin Cheng's ear and asked Lin Cheng, who was driving the car, to talk to his father.
"Uncle, don't blame Ru Yan for this, it's my idea."
"Why are you doing that? If you miss such a good object, you will regret it for a lifetime. ”
"There was something wrong with that sword, so I just raised the price and asked the Luo family to buy a fake at a high price."
"Fake?!"
Wang Anshun was so surprised that he couldn't do it.
After seeing the photo of the sword, he sent it to several experts he knew and asked them to help check the authenticity.
Among those appraisal experts, there are senior experts from the National Museum.
They all think it is a rare diluted treasure, so Wang Anshun will let his daughter do whatever it takes.
"It's really fake, the hilt of the sword was made later, and when I go back, I will write a detailed appraisal report and release it publicly."