I practice the Tao by blind practice
Chapter 193 Bidding
Chapter 193 Bidding
As Lot 88, this broken tortoise shell, after the price reaches [-], there are very few people who continue to bid.
No matter how strong the nourishing effect of tortoise shell is, if the price is too high, many people will eventually be discouraged and retreat.
There are only three people who are still bidding.
Of the two old men, one has kind eyebrows and kind eyes, and the other looks a bit refined, with a scholarly air.
The last man was a rough guy with a sloppy face and a strong nouveau riche temperament.
Fifty-five thousand... fifty-eight thousand... sixty-eight thousand...
At the end of the bidding, when the big man offered a high price of [-] yuan, the two old men looked at each other with embarrassment, sighed, and did not continue to follow up.
"No. 18 table, Mr. Yan offered [-], is there any higher price!" The auctioneer on the auction stage asked, holding the tortoise shell in his hand, scanning the audience.
"I've just met a little star, and I've consumed a lot recently. Making soup with a thousand-year-old tortoise shell will just give me a good nourishment!"
"Xiao Zhang, you don't need to ask. No one will ask for a higher price than me."
"Don't waste time, you just make the final decision!"
The big man's name is Yan Jing, who runs a nightclub in Kyoto. In the past two years, he has gone to Hainan to clear land. People say that he seems to have made a lot of money.
Just a few days ago, when he went to buy a car, he even thought about buying someone else's model car and taking it home with him.
In the end, the car must have been bought back. As for whether the car model has become his canary, ordinary outsiders don't know very well!
With his flamboyant temperament, it is really normal for him to buy a thousand-year-old tortoise shell and go back to make soup.
When he said these words, he showed off and gestured a middle finger at the two old men who bid with him.
"I bid one hundred thousand, this tortoise shell, I want it!"
When the auctioneer, as usual, asked the audience for the second time if there were still bids, Chen Hai, who had been silent all the time, finally raised his number plate and spoke.
"Boy, what do you mean?"
"Since you want to participate in the bidding, you don't open your mouth sooner or later, but Xiao Zhang on the stage suddenly opened his mouth to bid when he was about to make a final decision!"
"You're trying to make trouble with me on purpose, you want to play with me, don't you?"
The big man Yan Jing rolled his eyes and glared fiercely at Chen Hai.
It doesn't matter whether he buys tortoise shell or not.
He was dissatisfied with Chen Hai, mainly because he felt that Chen Hai's actions had severely reduced his face.
After all, he was bragging about it just now, saying that no one would bid higher than him in this auction.
But in a blink of an eye, Chen Hai directly raised his placard and offered a high price of [-] yuan for the tortoise shell in the hands of the auctioneer.
You know, in the two-hour auction, there were as many as thirty or forty items sold.
But the auction price, which can reach [-] in the end, is only the broken tortoise shell in front of me.
To be honest, the tortoise shell in front of me could fetch a high price of [-]. Even the auctioneer Xiao Zhang and the organizer behind him probably didn't expect it at all.
"Boss Yan? I'm sorry, I am determined to get this tortoise shell!"
"If you want to buy tortoise shell soup, the ones sold in the market are not much less effective than this one!"
"If you don't mind, I'll give you a dozen or twenty yuan, it's absolutely no problem!"
With a blank face, Chen Hai responded neither overbearing nor humble.
If the tortoise shell being auctioned now is really as he expected, it is the same type as the tortoise shell with Kan Yubu in his mind.
Don't say a hundred thousand, even if it's a million, Chen Hai will definitely feel that it's worth the money.
On the basis of Yan Jing's bid of [-], he directly increased it to [-] in one go. The purpose was very simple, he just wanted to let Yan Jing stop the idea of continuing to bid with him.
"Lot No. 88, Table No. 67 Mr. Chen bid [-] yuan. For the first time, is there a higher bid!"
After a short moment of astonishment, the auctioneer Xiao Zhang also reacted.
He had earphones plugged into his ears, and the site used for auction also had several cameras facing it.
Under such circumstances, it was not surprising that he could learn some information about Chen Hai and directly address him as Mr. Chen.
After all, not long ago, when Chen Hai went to the VIP room to transfer money, his identity information had already fallen into the eyes of the organizer.
Around the exhibition hall, there are quite a few private stall owners who set up stalls to sell goods, but with the current market conditions for antiques, Chen Hai is the only one whose transaction volume can reach millions.
With such a brilliant result, is it possible that the organizer will not pay more attention to him?
"Boy, I remember you. Your surname is Chen, right?"
"Since you are determined to get this piece of tortoise shell, fine, I'll give it to you."
"I hope that after a while, you don't have to regret what happened today!"
After glaring at Chen Hai several times, Yan Jing said some harsh words.
Perhaps it was because of the background of the organizer that he was a little apprehensive. Apart from speaking harshly, he didn't do anything superfluous at all.
He was just an upstart, and Chen Hai didn't take his threats seriously.
Seeing that Yan Jing did not continue to bid, he was relieved.
To be honest, with the cash he could come up with, even if Yan Jing continued to compete with him, he was sure enough to bid for that piece of tortoise shell.
However, if he really had to spend too much money to bid for this piece of tortoise shell, he would still feel distressed!
"Lot No. 88, table No. 67, Mr. Chen bid [-] yuan, the second time!"
"Lot No. 88, table No. 67, Mr. Chen bid [-] yuan, the third time, a deal!"
Seeing that Yan Jing had died down, he was not ready to continue bidding with Chen Hai.
Auctioneer Xiao Zhang, the frequency of shouting was obviously much faster. Soon, the small hammer in his hand fell, and the hammer had already been finalized.
By the time Chen Hai finished paying the money, got the tortoise shell, and returned to the area in the middle of the exhibition hall, today's auction has come to an end.
The guests who participated in the auction had already dispersed one by one.
I looked at the time, and it was 04:30 in the afternoon, about 10 minutes away.
The exchange meeting in the exhibition hall will not end until six o'clock.
They made an appointment to have dinner with Dong Dahai. Even if Dong Dahai would close the stall earlier, at least it should be after five o'clock, and Chen Hai would have to wait for a while.
Does the piece of tortoise shell that I just got also contain some kind of inheritance?
Chen Hai couldn't wait for this.
After thinking for a while, he turned and walked towards the bathroom in the corner of the exhibition hall.
Occupying a pit, after Chen Hai closed the door, he tried to pour his mana into the tortoise shell.
(End of this chapter)
As Lot 88, this broken tortoise shell, after the price reaches [-], there are very few people who continue to bid.
No matter how strong the nourishing effect of tortoise shell is, if the price is too high, many people will eventually be discouraged and retreat.
There are only three people who are still bidding.
Of the two old men, one has kind eyebrows and kind eyes, and the other looks a bit refined, with a scholarly air.
The last man was a rough guy with a sloppy face and a strong nouveau riche temperament.
Fifty-five thousand... fifty-eight thousand... sixty-eight thousand...
At the end of the bidding, when the big man offered a high price of [-] yuan, the two old men looked at each other with embarrassment, sighed, and did not continue to follow up.
"No. 18 table, Mr. Yan offered [-], is there any higher price!" The auctioneer on the auction stage asked, holding the tortoise shell in his hand, scanning the audience.
"I've just met a little star, and I've consumed a lot recently. Making soup with a thousand-year-old tortoise shell will just give me a good nourishment!"
"Xiao Zhang, you don't need to ask. No one will ask for a higher price than me."
"Don't waste time, you just make the final decision!"
The big man's name is Yan Jing, who runs a nightclub in Kyoto. In the past two years, he has gone to Hainan to clear land. People say that he seems to have made a lot of money.
Just a few days ago, when he went to buy a car, he even thought about buying someone else's model car and taking it home with him.
In the end, the car must have been bought back. As for whether the car model has become his canary, ordinary outsiders don't know very well!
With his flamboyant temperament, it is really normal for him to buy a thousand-year-old tortoise shell and go back to make soup.
When he said these words, he showed off and gestured a middle finger at the two old men who bid with him.
"I bid one hundred thousand, this tortoise shell, I want it!"
When the auctioneer, as usual, asked the audience for the second time if there were still bids, Chen Hai, who had been silent all the time, finally raised his number plate and spoke.
"Boy, what do you mean?"
"Since you want to participate in the bidding, you don't open your mouth sooner or later, but Xiao Zhang on the stage suddenly opened his mouth to bid when he was about to make a final decision!"
"You're trying to make trouble with me on purpose, you want to play with me, don't you?"
The big man Yan Jing rolled his eyes and glared fiercely at Chen Hai.
It doesn't matter whether he buys tortoise shell or not.
He was dissatisfied with Chen Hai, mainly because he felt that Chen Hai's actions had severely reduced his face.
After all, he was bragging about it just now, saying that no one would bid higher than him in this auction.
But in a blink of an eye, Chen Hai directly raised his placard and offered a high price of [-] yuan for the tortoise shell in the hands of the auctioneer.
You know, in the two-hour auction, there were as many as thirty or forty items sold.
But the auction price, which can reach [-] in the end, is only the broken tortoise shell in front of me.
To be honest, the tortoise shell in front of me could fetch a high price of [-]. Even the auctioneer Xiao Zhang and the organizer behind him probably didn't expect it at all.
"Boss Yan? I'm sorry, I am determined to get this tortoise shell!"
"If you want to buy tortoise shell soup, the ones sold in the market are not much less effective than this one!"
"If you don't mind, I'll give you a dozen or twenty yuan, it's absolutely no problem!"
With a blank face, Chen Hai responded neither overbearing nor humble.
If the tortoise shell being auctioned now is really as he expected, it is the same type as the tortoise shell with Kan Yubu in his mind.
Don't say a hundred thousand, even if it's a million, Chen Hai will definitely feel that it's worth the money.
On the basis of Yan Jing's bid of [-], he directly increased it to [-] in one go. The purpose was very simple, he just wanted to let Yan Jing stop the idea of continuing to bid with him.
"Lot No. 88, Table No. 67 Mr. Chen bid [-] yuan. For the first time, is there a higher bid!"
After a short moment of astonishment, the auctioneer Xiao Zhang also reacted.
He had earphones plugged into his ears, and the site used for auction also had several cameras facing it.
Under such circumstances, it was not surprising that he could learn some information about Chen Hai and directly address him as Mr. Chen.
After all, not long ago, when Chen Hai went to the VIP room to transfer money, his identity information had already fallen into the eyes of the organizer.
Around the exhibition hall, there are quite a few private stall owners who set up stalls to sell goods, but with the current market conditions for antiques, Chen Hai is the only one whose transaction volume can reach millions.
With such a brilliant result, is it possible that the organizer will not pay more attention to him?
"Boy, I remember you. Your surname is Chen, right?"
"Since you are determined to get this piece of tortoise shell, fine, I'll give it to you."
"I hope that after a while, you don't have to regret what happened today!"
After glaring at Chen Hai several times, Yan Jing said some harsh words.
Perhaps it was because of the background of the organizer that he was a little apprehensive. Apart from speaking harshly, he didn't do anything superfluous at all.
He was just an upstart, and Chen Hai didn't take his threats seriously.
Seeing that Yan Jing did not continue to bid, he was relieved.
To be honest, with the cash he could come up with, even if Yan Jing continued to compete with him, he was sure enough to bid for that piece of tortoise shell.
However, if he really had to spend too much money to bid for this piece of tortoise shell, he would still feel distressed!
"Lot No. 88, table No. 67, Mr. Chen bid [-] yuan, the second time!"
"Lot No. 88, table No. 67, Mr. Chen bid [-] yuan, the third time, a deal!"
Seeing that Yan Jing had died down, he was not ready to continue bidding with Chen Hai.
Auctioneer Xiao Zhang, the frequency of shouting was obviously much faster. Soon, the small hammer in his hand fell, and the hammer had already been finalized.
By the time Chen Hai finished paying the money, got the tortoise shell, and returned to the area in the middle of the exhibition hall, today's auction has come to an end.
The guests who participated in the auction had already dispersed one by one.
I looked at the time, and it was 04:30 in the afternoon, about 10 minutes away.
The exchange meeting in the exhibition hall will not end until six o'clock.
They made an appointment to have dinner with Dong Dahai. Even if Dong Dahai would close the stall earlier, at least it should be after five o'clock, and Chen Hai would have to wait for a while.
Does the piece of tortoise shell that I just got also contain some kind of inheritance?
Chen Hai couldn't wait for this.
After thinking for a while, he turned and walked towards the bathroom in the corner of the exhibition hall.
Occupying a pit, after Chen Hai closed the door, he tried to pour his mana into the tortoise shell.
(End of this chapter)
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