Chu Yang had no expression on his face and continued to raise his placard.

"Okay, Mr. No. 44 bids 132,000." The auctioneer pointed at Chu Yang and said.

On the other side, the man with glasses followed without hesitation.

"Okay, Ms. No. 16 bids 128,000..."

Now, everyone can see that the two are arguing, and they all look at each other with playful eyes.

It's a good idea to come to this auction because there's a lot of fun to watch while the auction is going on.

The bidding is still going on. With the two people raising their placards alternately, the seven-star plate with a reserve price of 80,000 was quickly raised to 160,000.

At this time, only Chu Yang and the man with glasses were left bidding.

There are a lot of this plate in existence, and it can't be said that there is no room for appreciation, but it's just like that. The actual value is only about 110,000-120,000 at most.

It can reach 160,000, which is completely raised by the two people.

164,000!

168,000!

…

“Okay, Ms. No. 16 bids 200,000 Hong Kong dollars. Is there anyone else bidding?”

Although the auctioneer said ‘someone else’ meant ‘everyone’, the eyes of other people in the venue turned to Chu Yang.

They knew that at this price, only this loser would bid.

Focused by dozens of eyes, Chu Yang picked his fingers and brushed off the non-existent dust between his fingers. A faint smile appeared on his face. He looked at the man with glasses and made a few lip shapes.

“Congratulations, big sand dollar.”

“Fuck, this mainland guy didn’t bid.”

The man with glasses was dumbfounded. He seemed to be fooled?

“Nong Ce Na…”

He was furious and cursed in his heart.

Beside him, the curly-haired girl’s fat face was also cloudy.

It's not about money, the key is that he lost money and lost face. He was cheated by a mainlander and spent 200,000 Hong Kong dollars to buy a broken plate. If it gets out, people in the circle will laugh at him.

The man with glasses also noticed the change in his benefactor's mood, and his heart skipped a beat.

For him, losing face is a small matter, but losing his job is a big matter.

200,000 Hong Kong dollars is nothing. He can bear it with a steel wool and coax her a few more times. Sooner or later, he will earn it back.

If the benefactor is unhappy, let alone money, she can even make him unable to survive in Hong Kong.

The air here is fresh and free, and even the moon is rounder and bigger than in the north. He doesn't want to go back to that oppressive land.

"Don't be angry, Honey. What do these northerners know? This antique has so much room for appreciation. It will definitely go up in the future."

Seeing that the expression on the benefactor's face did not change, he continued:

"It just so happens that your birthday is next week, Honey. Let me buy this plate as your birthday present, okay?"

The curly-haired girl's expression finally eased a little, and she looked at the man with glasses:

"Where did you get the money?"

"Haney, you gave me tens of thousands of pocket money before, and I have saved a little during this period, enough for 20."

The man with glasses smiled, but his heart was bleeding.

He had saved up hundreds of thousands of dollars by accompanying dozens of fat women.

For this little money, it was not easy for him. Both kidneys shrank.

Now, if he could go back to the time before liberation, he really wanted to whip those northerners to death.

...

On the other side, Chu Yang was also observing the two.

Seeing that Xiao Gangcan had coaxed the curly-haired girl from cloudy to sunny in just two minutes, he also shook his head with emotion.

"What a talent."

If this kind of person were put in a dozen years, he would definitely be a strong competitor in the live broadcast industry, and even more so in the business world, especially in those companies run by old women.

That channel reform... oh no, it's the person in charge of the channel reform project. Can Ziru take the turn to be the person in charge?

After tricking the man with glasses, Chu Yang's attention was quickly diverted to the business.

As time passed, the auction was also proceeding in an orderly manner.

The white light in the system had not appeared on the stage, so Chu Yang was not in a hurry.

When he saw the "cheap" gadgets that suited his heart, he occasionally raised his card and teased Xiao Gangcan.

Soon he came to the 11th lot, and after seeing the treasure on the auction table, Chu Yang instantly became energetic.

It's not that he saw any treasure, but mainly because he sent it for auction.

"The following is the 21st lot of this auction, 3 ingots of 50 taels of salt silver from the Yongle period of the Ming Dynasty..."

Chen Ling introduced the information of the silver ingot, and also added a piece of history from the time of Zheng He's voyages to it, and finally announced:

"The starting price of this lot is 160,000 Hong Kong dollars, and each bid is 8,000 Hong Kong dollars. Please bid."

Silver ingots are a large category in the collection world. This is a big open object, and it also comes with a story that is unknown whether it is true or not. Therefore, people who are interested in it are not onlySoon someone raised a sign to bid.

168,000.

176,000.

184,000

…

As the price exceeded 200,000, Chu Yang's heart fell.

This price has reached his psychological expectation, and the next step is pure profit.

Unfortunately, he cannot bid for the things he sent for auction, otherwise he will be suspected of being a trustee, and will be blacklisted by Sotheby's and even held accountable. Otherwise, he would want to bid himself.

240,000.

248,000.

256,000.

…

During the period, Mr. Sha, who was sitting in the first row of the venue, also raised a sign, which made Chu Yang's heart beat wildly.

Everyone knows that with a piece of cloth on my head, I am the richest in the world.

For things that Mr. Sha likes, money is nothing!

Not to mention things worth more than 200,000, even if it is ten times the price, it is just a matter of pumping two more barrels of oil for them.

Unfortunately, Mr. Sha didn't seem to be very interested. After trying and failing, he stopped bidding, which made Chu Yang very disappointed.

In the end, the transaction price of these three ancient silver ingots was fixed at 288,000 Hong Kong dollars, a number that was very much in line with the people in the Bay Area.

Chu Yang took a closer look and found that the person who took the photo was an old man in a Tang suit, sitting in the middle of the second row.

"Pa pa pa~"

He clapped with a smile on his face.

Although the price of the silver ingot has not doubled, it has given Chu Yang a small surprise.

288,000 Hong Kong dollars, converted into RMB, is nearly 250,000 (the specific exchange rate cannot be found, but in 2009, the exchange rate of Hong Kong dollars to RMB was about 0.88, so it is calculated as 0.88 here).

Of course, this is a big deal for Chu Yang, but for Sotheby's and the guests present, the ancient silver ingot is just an ordinary item. After the transaction is confirmed, it will be quickly removed and replaced with the next item.

"The following is the 22nd lot of this auction, a large covered jar from the Longquan kiln of the Ming Dynasty. This jar has a full and thick shape, a thick and solid body, and is covered with plum green glaze..."

As the auctioneer spoke, Sotheby's employees put a green porcelain jar on the auction table.

And Chu Yang's eyes were firmly fixed on it.

"Large covered jar from the Longquan kiln of the Ming Dynasty, starting price is 50,000 Hong Kong dollars, each bid is 3,000 Hong Kong dollars, please bid."