Article 113 The road is narrow
"Sir, there is just one spot left, this is your grade"
The receptionist looked at the computer with a smile on his face.
As he spoke, he took out a number plate from a drawer, which read the number seventy-nine.
"Sir, your location is in the private room on the west side of the second floor, but you need to pay a fee of 1,000 yuan before entering" The receptionist looked at Ye Tian and smiled.
"Okay, no problem"
Ye Tian took the number plate and didn't feel that it was inappropriate, it was normal for an auction house to pay fees like this, although it was a bit much, but Ye Tian also wanted to see it.
After paying the money, Ye Tian went upstairs, and when he opened the room, a transparent glass appeared in front of him.
The room is about five square meters, although it is a little small, but it does not affect it, a table and chair, with a small button on it, which should be used for bidding.
In front of the table is a completely transparent glass, and on the left wall there is an LCD TV, and the screen is the auction table below.
The building of this auction house is a circle, and the auction table is in the center below, at least through the glass everyone can see.
"Ladies and gentlemen, welcome to this auction house"
A calm voice rang out from the speakers below.
"This shop is held every three months, and I'm also your old friend, the mystery man," continued to sound on the stereo.
"Hehe, that's interesting?"
The corners of Ye Tian's mouth rose slightly, it seemed that he had really caught up today.
"Okay, friends, without further ado, this auction has officially begun"
As the words fell, a small platform rose from the center, and a beautiful woman wearing a mask stood with a smile on her face.
"Nine items will be sold in this auction in turn, and the last three will be pressed bottom items"
The beautiful auctioneer smiled, and a beautiful voice came out of her mouth.
"Our first item, blue and white porcelain from the Qing Dynasty, costs 80,000 yuan, and each increase must not be less than 1,000 yuan"
"So now, get started"
Ye Tian looked at all this, a little confused, Qing Dynasty, you didn't say anything about that period?
"It's really interesting"
There was a smile on the corner of Ye Tian's mouth, he had originally come to see the excitement, and he was not interested in these things.
Soon the sound of bidding also sounded.
"Eighty-four"
"Eighty-five thousand"
"Ninety thousand"
......
"Ninety Thousand Seven"
The last piece of blue and white porcelain, No. 43, was auctioned for 97,000.
However, Ye Tian didn't think so, with Ye Tian's eyesight, this thing was just a half-finished product.
The second item was an amber, and this amber was blood-red all over, but Ye Tian could see that it was just an ordinary thing.
It was already the fifth piece in a row, and Ye Tian was gradually a little disappointed.
"It doesn't seem that there is anything I need," Ye Tian said helplessly.
When the sixth item was taken out, Ye Tian's pupils condensed slightly.
I saw a rusty hairpin on the table, a typical ancient woman's supplies, but Ye Tian felt different.
"What a strong anger? This is a magic weapon?"
Ye Tian was a little puzzled, except for him, I am afraid that no one present could feel the difference in the hairpin, unless that person was also a monk like him.
And the monk in Ye Tian's mouth did not refer to the current ancient martial artist, of course, except above the ground level.
"The age of this item is not known, but our appraiser said that it is enough to fit the table, and the price given by the appraiser is 40,000, and the price increase must not be less than 1,000 each time."
The beautiful auctioneer said a little speechlessly, to be honest, she really didn't believe that any stupid person would buy this rusty hairpin.
After all, even she felt like a stall.
"Forty-one thousand"
A voice came from the second private room, but this sound made Ye Tian stunned.
"Li Jian?"
A wicked smile appeared at the corner of Ye Tian's mouth, it was really a narrow road.
In the second private room, Li Jian sat there leisurely, holding red wine in one hand and kneading the hot woman on the other.
This private room is much larger than the private room where Ye Tian is, at least about five times larger.
And behind him was still followed by the ancient warrior, the strong son.
I haven't seen him for a few days, and the strength of the hadron has improved a lot, but it is still almost from the late stage of the Yellow Order.
"Brother Jian, who are you?"
Qiangzi was a little puzzled, and bought more than 40,000 yuan for a piece of garbage, which made him very puzzled.
"Whatever you want"
Li Jian still had a smile on the corner of his mouth, and his right hand kept wandering on the bewitching woman beside him, causing the woman's eyes to gradually blur.
Qiangzi wanted to say something, but the next voice made him and Li Jian go berserk in an instant.
"Sixty thousand..."
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