The deal was made, and the maid delivered the box directly to the guest. The man checked it, and after making sure that there was no problem, he paid the bill on the spot.

"Here is the second thing, the authentic handiwork of Mr. Gong Wenzheng. Autumn River Drinking Horse Figure. ”

The steward did not quote the price first, but first asked the maid to cooperate in opening a picture scroll.

Wencheng raised his eyes and saw a picture of a crisp autumn weather and a horse drinking water appeared in front of him. It's a pity that he doesn't understand this at all, and he can't tell whether it's good or bad, so he glanced at it and withdrew his gaze.

Wencheng was not interested, but the others were very excited. As soon as the painting was opened, several people rushed forward and surrounded it, constantly trying to put their eyes on the painting in order to see it more clearly.

"Authentic, absolutely genuine. ”

"Okay, this painting, it's really good. ”

"Let's see, if this painting is the original. I've heard that someone is painting two pictures now?"

"It should have been, everyone look at the thickness of the paper, it doesn't look like it has been up. ”

A few people didn't care about the occasion at all, and the more they talked, the more excited they became, saying some professional words that Wencheng couldn't understand at all.

When the steward saw that it was almost done, he asked the maid to put away the painting.

"Everyone, please take a seat. I am here to assure you with the reputation of Chu Yilou that this picture of drinking horses in the Autumn River is a unique original. The starting price, five hundred taels, each increase is not less than fifty taels, please bid now. ”

Don't look at this Chu Yilou priced the first item at one thousand taels, and the second one was only five hundred taels. There is a routine in this, the first big snow lotus belongs to a priceless thing, no matter what kind of customer it faces, it can be sold at a high price.

But this second painting is not very well priced. The price of paintings is indeed quite volatile, and when you meet a buyer who really likes it, you can sell it for a thousand dollars. If you meet someone who doesn't know how to do it, such as Wencheng, I'm afraid it's a little hard to wipe someone's buttocks.

Therefore, Chu Yilou priced it a little lower, and compared it with the previous item, it gave people a feeling of seeing a bargain, so that it was easy to sell at a high price.

"Six hundred taels"

"Seven hundred taels"

"Eight hundred taels"

"One Thousand Taels"

The steward shouted loudly to the customer's bidding, dancing hand and foot, and was emotional, as if it were all the silver that had been sold. "One thousand taels, and there is no higher, one thousand taels once, one thousand taels twice, one thousand ......"

"Fifteen hundred taels. ”

"Higher appeared, this bid of 1,500 taels, is there any higher, this gentleman is arrogant, directly added 500 taels, and there is no higher, 1,500 taels once, 1,502 times, 1,5023 times, deal. ”

The steward's palm slammed on the table, and a red soon appeared on the white palm, which could not attract his attention. His cheeks were red now, and he had long been stimulated by the silver, and he would care if his hand hurt or not.

Soon a third item came to the stage.

The two men carefully carried a wooden frame, on which was a pair of armor.

"The stainless steel chain mail created by the famous master of the imperial capital is the only one. It has excellent defense and light weight, so it's good to use it for your own protection or to stay as a family heirloom. The steward enthusiastically and loudly introduced the armor.

"This stainless steel chain mail starts at two hundred taels. Each increase is not less than 20 taels. ”

The steward's voice fell, and the crowd fell silent.

Wen Cheng sat on the side and almost burst out laughing, there were a total of people in this hall, except for Wen Cheng and Zhou Shuping, the other seven people were all fifty years old. Even if they were to wear this chain mail, would they be able to wear it? As for family heirlooms or something, with the heritage of these families, what should they use as family heirlooms? Do you have to use this chain mail?

Seeing such a scene, the red light on his face quickly faded, and he also showed an embarrassed smile. He didn't agree to sell chain mail at this consignment party, which was simply rat poop that broke a pot of soup. But there is no way, this Chu Yilou is not his final say, it is the principal who has the final say. The chief asked him to put the chain mail on the consignment club, and he had to obey.

Just when the stewards were about to take this chain mail off the auction.

"Two hundred taels"

Wen Cheng gestured to the steward with his wine glass, and then drank the wine in one gulp.

The others turned their heads and saw the price shouted by Wencheng, and they were all a little relieved.

This waste never treats money as money.

Sure enough, it was even more famous to meet, and there were a few older ones, who frowned when they looked at Wencheng's style. The expression was as if to say that if there was such a thing in his own house, he would have been beaten to death with a stick, and it would be a waste of food to give him a breath.

Only the steward was very grateful to Wencheng, no matter what reason Wencheng was bidding for, it was a great favor for him.

"Okay, Second Young Master Wen's bid, two hundred taels, is there anything higher? If not, this chain mail is Second Young Master Wen's. ”

"Five hundred taels"

Everyone was stunned, who, there is something more wasteful than Wen Er here?

The steward was also surprised, but since someone still bid, he had to follow the rules.

"Zhou Gongzi bid five hundred taels, is there anything higher?"

Wencheng was also puzzled, what does Shuping mean this week?

Turning his head, he saw Zhou Shuping looking at him with a hippie smile.

"Brother Wen, you only gave two hundred taels of silver, but it doesn't reflect your arrogance. Being a friend can't make you lose face, brother, I'll help you raise the price, who doesn't know that Brother Wen is rich? Brother Wen just bids, brother, although I am a little poor, but I will definitely give you face. Zhou Shuping smiled, a hint of fierceness flashed in his eyes.

As soon as Zhou Shuping's words came out, the entire hall was silent.

Which of the rest of the people who came to participate in the consignment party was not a smart person, although they didn't know why Shuping was crazy this week and wanted to pit Wencheng, but none of them wanted to get involved. At this time, no matter what they said, they were suspected of being Zhou Shuping's accomplice, so they simply kept silent.

The environment where the needle drop could be heard was broken by Wencheng opening the fan with a snap. While coquettishly fanning himself, he laughed and said, "Young Master Ben just likes to make friends." I never cared if he had money or not...... None of me has any money anyway. One thousand taels. ”

"Brother Wen is arrogant, one thousand five hundred taels. ”

"Two Thousand Taels"

"Three Thousand Taels"

A broken chain mail that no one wanted for two hundred taels of silver was photographed for three thousand taels in an instant. The speed is so fast, let alone those who watch the show, even the people in charge don't even have the opportunity to shout the price.

After Zhou Shuping shouted out the price of three thousand taels, he stared at Wencheng with red eyes, ready to give up the bid after he made a bid, wanting to pit him fiercely.

To his surprise, Wencheng was silent for a long time at this time. He sniffed a glass of wine under his nose, as if the auction had nothing to do with him.

"Brother Wen, bid, you bid. ”

"Huh, Brother Zhou, didn't you get the picture?" Wen Cheng looked surprised, "Alas, Steward Wang, Brother Zhou bid three thousand taels, don't you shout at the price?" ”

"Stainless steel chain mail, Zhou Gongzi bid three thousand taels, three thousand taels for the first time, is there anything higher?"

Zhou Shuping only felt that something was wrong at this time, and he was really red-eyed now.

"Bid, you're bidding. If you bid, I'll let you for sure. ”

Wencheng turned his head and asked Duo'er: "Duo'er, did you only bring two thousand taels of silver when you went out?" Wencheng bit the word 'only' very hard.

Duo'er nodded cutely, "Well, there's no more of it." ”

Wencheng turned his head to Zhou Shuping and spread his hands, "Brother Zhou, it's not that I won't help you, it's really powerless, you might as well buy it yourself." ”

"Three thousand taels for the second time. ”

"If you dare to cheat me, you are deliberately tricking me. Zhou Shuping was about to go crazy, he originally wanted to pit Wencheng for this waste, but he didn't expect to be pitted by this waste. The loss of silver made his heart ache, and what made him even more crazy was that he had always boasted of his high intelligence, but he was buried by the waste of Wencheng, which made him gain a foothold in Iron Mountain City in the future?

"Three thousand taels for the third time, deal. ”

With the final decision of the steward, Chu Yilou's two big-shouldered thugs stood beside Zhou Shuping, Zhou Shuping calmed down, and followed the two out of the hall in silence. It seems that he has to pay off the three thousand taels before he can come back.

A piece of broken chain mail was sold for three thousand taels, and Steward Wang felt that he could blow it for a year.

"The next item, a piece of ancient jade, you can come forward to inspect the goods. Starting at fifty taels, each time you add ......"

"Two hundred taels" Wencheng spoke again.

It didn't matter what he said, he pressed the few people who got up and wanted to go to inspect back to the chair at once.

The lessons of the past are still there, who will bid with this madman? Everyone turned their heads one after another, as if they had never seen this piece of ancient jade.

"Two hundred and twenty-one, two hundred and twenty-two, two hundred and twenty-three. Deal. ”

Steward Wang loved and hated Wencheng, and sent him to the top one moment, and smashed him to the bottom the next moment.

The maid came over with a lacquered wooden box, and Duo'er paid the silver happily.

Wen Cheng looked at Gu Yu and couldn't help but pinch his hands, "Come on, come on, Xiao Duo'er, let Young Master Ben personally put it around your neck for you." ”

Nothing to offer courtesy, either treachery or theft, Wencheng has to bring it to Duo'er with his own hands, in fact, what he covets is not the deep white skin under Duo'er's neck?

Duo'er knew what Wencheng had in mind, but she wasn't unwilling, so she simply lowered her head shyly and was at Wencheng's mercy.

As soon as Wen Cheng touched Gu Yu with both hands, a terrible scream entered his soul, and a faint black smoke that only he could see drifted from above Gu Yu.

"Welcome to the Infinite Ability Modifier. ”

An illusory film of light appeared in front of Wencheng's eyes.

Name: Wencheng

Skill: None

Skill points: 10

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