Seeing this, Song Feng looked at the guests on the field.

The guests looked curious, waiting for Song Feng to solve the mystery.

"Now it's up to me to unravel this mystery."

When the words fell, Song Feng suddenly slapped his hand on the stone.

The strange stone the size of a watermelon, with the radius of Song Feng's palm, had a large number of cracks around it.

Whoa!

Within a few seconds, the rifts widened.

The whole stone began to crack.

Song Feng took out a piece of wreckage the size of a child's fist from the cracked stone.

Hold the stone in your hand and hold it high above your head.

"Look, that's the mystery."

"The surname is Song, you are endless."

Wang Lei said in a sour tone: "The stone is broken or the stone, what is this mystery?" ”

"You are used to pretending to be crazy and stupid, grandstanding, this set of ghost tricks is not clear to others, I can still not know."

"Ugh."

Song Feng sighed and said, "You can't recognize the good thing in front of you, and you say it's a broken thing." ”

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"If you were my son, I would definitely kick you to death."

After that, Song Feng changed his tone.

"Miss Host's right, the stone is indeed not an auction item that ordinary people can see through."

"Only those who are destined can have it."

"Damn it!"

seems to confirm Song Feng's words.

As soon as he finished talking here, Senior Zhao next to Wang Lei smashed his fist into the air.

"Senior, why are you so angry, it can't be that you are angry with Song Feng, right?"

"It's really damn it, after so many years of practice, I haven't even seen such a simple trick."

Several martial artists next to him also showed frustrated expressions.

The more Wang Lei looked at it, the more confused he became, and said, "A few seniors, can any of you explain it to me?" ”

"I'll tell you."

An emaciated man said: "This stone is not ordinary, the real attraction is not the body, but the stone in the middle, it is not an exaggeration to call it a spirit stone." ”

"What is a spirit stone?"

Wang Lei asked.

"As the name suggests, the stone that can produce spiritual energy is called a spirit stone."

The thin man sighed.

"For a high-level martial artist like us, the need for aura is as urgent as the thirst for money for a poor person."

"A small piece of spirit stone is enough to help us improve a lot of cultivation realms."

"It's a pity that it fell into the hands of others."

Among the guests, many of them were accompanied by warriors.

What can be seen here, the warriors beside the other guests can also see it clearly.

"Young Master Song, the two of us have done a lot of business, and we can be called old friends."

"Can you sell me face today and sell me this stone?"

A wealthy middle-aged businessman stood up and asked.

Wealthy families need the protection of warriors, and warriors also need to obtain money and cultivation resources from these wealthy families.

The two parties are entangled with each other, each taking what he needs.

The martial artist on the field looked like a single man who had been single for decades, looking at the stone in Song Feng's hand with a hot gaze.

I implore the rich or celebrity beside me to find a way to help them take down this spirit stone.

The wealthy businessman who talked to Song Feng was an old customer of the Song family.

The relationship with Song Feng himself is not bad.

Song Feng said: "It turned out to be Uncle Li, I didn't recognize you just now, and I ask Uncle Li to forgive me." ”

The rich man surnamed Li smiled and said, "Young Master Song is polite, don't talk about the old words yet." ”

"Can you bear this stone and cut your love?"

"If someone else speaks, I definitely won't sell it, since Uncle Li has spoken, there is still something to talk about."

Song Feng stretched out five fingers and said, "As long as Uncle Li gives me 500 million, this stone is yours." ”

"Five hundred million!"

The rich man surnamed Li was taken aback.

Suddenly there was a feeling of pain.

If it was one or two hundred million, he would have gritted his teeth and bought it, but he didn't expect Song Feng's price to be so high.

Song Feng patiently explained: "It's not that I want the lion to open his mouth, if it weren't for Uncle Li's good relationship with my Song family, let alone 500 million, even if it is 700 million, I won't sell it." ”

Song Feng's cultivation realm had already reached the foundation.

Such a small piece of spirit stone was useless to him.

But for ordinary martial artists, it is a treasure.

After a complicated psychological struggle, it still cost 500 million to buy it.

Returning to his seat, Song Feng shook the check in his hand at Wang Lei.

Wang Lei's face was as red as a tomato.

After cleaning the site, the next auction item was served.

As soon as something came to power, Wang Lei's eyes couldn't be taken off.

This is a piece of jade Ruyi, and the shape is very beautiful.

Not long after, Wang Lei's grandfather will celebrate his seventieth birthday.

Take Yu Ruyi as a gift to grandpa to celebrate his birthday, and grandpa will definitely be happy.

Wang Wei thought secretly.

Grandpa is happy, maybe his status in the family can be clearly hinted.

It is not impossible to compete for the next heir.

"Song Feng, is this thing real or fake?"

The other side.

Li Qiuyu was a little eager to try.

Song Feng said lightly: "This jade Ruyi is a fake, you'd better not bid to buy it." ”

"Understood."

Li Qiuyu nodded.

Next, he made a move that Song Feng didn't expect.

"I'll give 100 million."

No one expected that Yu Ruyi, with a price of 10 million, would be raised to 100 million by Li Qiuyu in one go.

Li Qiuyu's abnormal behavior aroused Wang Lei's high vigilance.

Subconsciously thought that it must be Song Feng who instructed her to do this.

"I'll give 120 million."

In line with the idea that Song Feng can't be proud, and he wants to get this jade like will.

The final transaction price of Yu Ruyi reached an astonishing 180 million.

got what he liked, Wang Lei breathed a sigh of relief.

The expression should be more smug and more proud.

After handing over the check, Wang Lei got up from the chair and sorted out the buttons of his suit.

"Song Feng, the event will end soon, although I looked away once during the period, but you didn't get what you wanted."

Song Feng said lightly: "It doesn't matter if I didn't get it, at least I didn't lose a penny, and I also earned 500 million from it." ”

"On the contrary, you first bought a lot of fakes, and finally got dizzy, took out 180 million, and bought a broken thing that can't even be called a fake, but can only be called a handicraft."

Wang Lei snorted coldly: "I really didn't expect that not only is your personality unlikable, but even your jealousy is heavier than ordinary people." ”

"I can't see that I'm stealing the limelight from you and making up this kind of lie, do you think everyone will believe it?"

"The Zheng family is our wealthy family in Kyoto, how can there be fakes in the auctions they open?"

"Song Feng, don't put gold on your face here."

The other guests nodded.

It is not surprising that other auctions will produce fakes.

After all, antiques are a business where genuine and fake goods coexist at any time.

But then again.

This auction organized by the Zheng family.

The invited guests are all celebrities.

They won't, let alone dare to engage in fakes to deceive people.

Once discovered, it will bring shame to the entire Zheng family.