"The lines of this pair of official hat chairs are flowing and gorgeous, ethereal and elegant, with staggered knots formed by typhoons twisting tree trunks, and grimace lines formed by branch scars, etc., which are similar to Chinese ink paintings, and the scenery is natural."

Mu Duanming watched everyone walk in and said, "This pair of chairs should be said to be impeccable from any point of view, especially such a pair, which is indeed rare now." ”

Compared with the pair of official hat chairs, Mu Duanming's words were not exaggerated in the slightest, watching everyone walk back to their respective circles, Mu Duanming walked behind the long table in the middle and asked, "What do you think?" ”

Most of them nodded and said, "Yes, it's a good thing." ”

Having said that, the faces of the people were much more solemn than before, and the previous circle was a little looser.

The better things are, the more competitive they will be.

Huanghuali official hat chair is such a pair, the hands are fast, the hands are slow, this is not the time to be emotional.

Chang Xian breathed a sigh of relief, looking at this posture, the price can't be low.

Mu Duanming said with a smile: "Since this is the case, Mu someone will come to be this judge, and now I will invite all the immortals to come up!" ”

……

At this moment, almost all the previous circles were scattered.

Except for the three pairs who also got together to discuss with each other, the others were thinking alone, some decisive, some hesitating, and some pondering on their own, and sliding over the faces of some people with their afterglow, hoping to detect some clues from other people's faces and things.

After a while, everyone counted a few beans from their pockets and buckled them under the bowl, and the sound of "ding" was endless, and the small bowls with the lid closed up and down pushed in front of the "judge".

In the last number, there were a total of twenty-eight bowls in front of the "judge", and twenty-eight of them gave their own prices.

The "judge" lifted the bowl in turn and looked at it carefully, and then buckled it back.

After reading the bowl from beginning to end, the "judge" first pushed five of the bowls aside, called out the names on the bowls, and the five men came up and took their bowls down.

These five came up and fell off the list, which is also interesting.

Some of them laughed, some patted their heads in frustration, and some scolded loudly, and then threw the beans in their mouths and chewed them.

After this lap, the result turned out to be that Boss Hu from Lu Province ranked first, followed by Mr. Xiao from the capital.

Boss Ren of Ji Province snorted coldly, added a few more beans to his bowl and pushed them up, and put them in front of the "judge" as if provocatively.

The second round of bidding was announced, and five more were eliminated, Boss Ren sprinkled the most beans this time and grabbed the first, and Boss Hu retreated to second.

Now there are still eighteen bowls on the scene, and everyone is secretly speculating about how many beans they put in each other's bowls, and how many beans they should add are just right.

If you put it less, you are afraid of being compared; If you put too much, you are afraid of losing money.

Yan Jinshui's eyes flickered on the side, and Yu Bo also pretended to be deep, holding his head silently.

Boss Hu and Boss Ren occasionally made eye contact, as if Franklin was doing a kite experiment on a thunderstorm, and the air was "rattling".

Even those who have been out of the game are looking left and right, looking at everyone's expressions and figuring out their own habits.

This time I lost, and there will be a next time.

It's the same as playing mahjong, as long as it's still on the table, you can't lose if you gamble.

This one is a cannon, and the next one is a self-draw.

Chang Xian sighed on the side, this bean-sprinkling into a soldier and shooting are actually similar.

It is the heart that shoots and shoots, and why not the heart that sprinkles beans?

Buddhists say that it is not the wind that moves, it is not the movement of the flags, it is the movement of the heart.

The "jingling" spilled beans are the beating hearts of the players present, and whoever shoots it is the winner.

……

The rule of sprinkling beans into soldiers is to either admit and quit, or play to the end.

Now that two rounds have passed, the atmosphere is getting more and more tense.

Some seem to have an argument, and some people are holding the beans with a little suspicion, and they don't know how many beans to put in them.

Those bosses who have been out of the game are the most leisurely, and some light cigarettes and start to swallow the clouds, standing next to watch the play.

But they still watched without saying anything, and didn't talk to disturb other people's thoughts.

Boss Hu from Lu Province glanced at Boss Ren from Ji Province and put a few more beans down.

It seems that the words of the previous boss had a side effect, so in the third round, Boss Hu was the first, but this time it was Yu Bo second.

However, before the end, what is the first and second is fake.

After two more rounds, as soon as the "judge" announced, Boss Hu looked at Boss Ren and laughed.

It turned out that this time Boss Ren was out, and there were three other people present, but Boss Hu was the first, Yan Jinshui was the second, and Yu Bo was the third.

Boss Ren was a little breathless, and asked, "What are you laughing at?" ”

Boss Hu said: "I didn't laugh at anything. ”

said that he didn't laugh anything, but the hint of ridicule at the corner of his mouth made Boss Ren almost jump.

Boss Guo held down Boss Ren and didn't let him speak, and Yu Bo said unexpectedly: "Frightened, Boss Yan, I can't imagine that you still have it?" ”

Yan Jinshui said honestly: "Luck! Luck! ”

……

"Bang Bang Bang"

Mu Duanming clapped his hands a few times and said, "Okay, there are still three "immortals" on the field now, they are Boss Hu from Lu Province, Boss Yan and Boss Yu from the capital, please come up and bid." ”

Mr. Xiao in the capital was out of this round, and he fell short in the end, round after round, which made him a little annoyed, twisting the beans and throwing them into his mouth, clucking like biting crispy bones.

Yu Bo laughed, patted him on the shoulder gloatingly, and strode forward to buckle the bowl.

Now the most pressure is Boss Hu.

He is now the highest bidder, but he doesn't know how to do it, relying on the anger that was provoked by Boss Ren.

Now that Boss Ren has gone down, he has no target to target, and he doesn't know whether to sprinkle beans or not.

He looked at his two opponents and hesitated.

On the contrary, Yu Bo was full of confidence, Yan Jinshui smiled and nodded at him, all of them were silent.

The real is virtual, and the virtual is real, this is the way of the art of war, and it is also the way of auction.

At this time, Mu Duanming shouted: "In the last round, please ask the three 'immortals' to scatter beans." ”

Yan Jinshui smiled, followed Yu Bo calmly, sprinkled beans and buckled the bowl, and pushed it in front of the judge.

And Boss Hu was holding a blue and white bowl, holding a few beans in his hand, and he was hesitant all the time.

After a long time, hearing that someone below seemed to be talking in a low voice, Boss Hu buckled the bowl and pushed it over.

According to the rules of sprinkling beans into soldiers, this last round of price comparison, in order to show fairness, must be turned out together.

The "judge" turned his hands in turn, took the small bowl on the top, and pushed the three small bowls forward.

Under the bright light, the three small bowls glowed with a glowing white light.

The bowl is full of dense soybeans, which are counted by the "judge" in full view.

Three bowls, one for thirty-six soybeans, one for thirty-eight soybeans, and one for forty-one soybeans.

One soybean represents 100,000 pieces, and 41 soybeans are 4.1 million.

The "judge" made the final decision.

"Boss Yan, forty-one grains! Boss Yan is more! ”