"You can buy as many cultural relic vases as you want."
For a moment, Li Zihua froze on the spot. Slowly, my neck straightened and my eyes became light. Getting brighter and brighter.
He went straight to the auction hall on the twelfth floor, received his number plate, and went straight to the most conspicuous seat in the front row to sit down and wait for the auction to begin.
The goddess Mu Qingqing lied to me.
Wang Jingsong arrived here half an hour after the auction started.
Mu Qingqing probably informed him of this after he saw me.
I originally wanted to quietly handle Li Zihua's affairs without confronting the old scoundrel. However, since we bumped into each other, we must have a fight.
I don't believe that the mean old man can still control this auction!
Due to the sudden arrival of Old Despicable, the auction that was already in progress was paused.
In the packed auction house, everyone stood up to welcome the ancestor of the antique dealer, Dharma, with thunderous applause that lasted for a long time.
The third generation of coal mine and I were the only ones sitting firmly on the Diaoyutai, not moving at all.
The next second, the old mean man was supported by Mu Qingqing and sat next to me, while the third generation of Mei was politely invited to the second row by the goddess.
This made the third generation Mei so angry that he started talking in dialect, and he even wanted to buy a cultural relic vase home and give it a good wipe.
As soon as the third generation of coal left, the goddess took her place and sat on my right. I was sandwiched between my grandfather and my grandson.
The interrupted auction continued, and with the unexpected participation of Old Despicable and his disciples and masters, the atmosphere in the entire auction house was very powerful. Every auction item triggered a rush, and one auction record after another was refreshed!
China's economic boom has given birth to countless rich people. The wealthy people who got rich first bought all kinds of antiques and antiques in order to show off, which also led to the booming development of this industry.
Dozens of pieces of calligraphy and painting porcelain were hammered down one after another. During this period, I held the number plate without moving, crossed my legs and closed my eyes to concentrate. I did not give the two doorkeepers on the left and right, an old one and a young one, a chance to speak.
The old mean guy seemed to have read through my thoughts.
Long before his old butt fell down, he had someone place thick, soft cushions and back cushions on the chair, as if he was going to sit there until the end of the auction.
Not only that, Old Despicable also drank Lao Chenpi’s ginger soaked water!
This is a confrontation with me.
I don't care at all!
Since they are already fighting to the death, there is no need to give him any face at all.
Another lot was brought up, and the name was revealed, which immediately caused a commotion on the scene.
Castiglione.
Picture of Eight Horses!
It goes without saying that Castiglione is famous. As a white-skinned outsider, he was able to get the respect and love of the emperors of the three dynasties of Kangxi, Yongzheng and Qianlong. His personal superb painting skills were only secondary, and his ability to praise and lick was his strength.
Once, old man Qianlong deliberately teased Lang Shining and asked him, who of the concubines I brought today is the most beautiful?
Answer: They are all beautiful.
Qianlong asked again: Where were the concubines yesterday?
Answer: I didn’t look at it. The servant is counting the porcelain tiles on the palace. .
Qianlong continued to ask: How many porcelain tiles are there?
Answer: Thirty.
Qianlong sneered and asked people to count the porcelain tiles. really. Thirty bucks.
The old man is very happy and rewards you generously!
Castiglione's most famous paintings of the Great Reading of Qianlong and the scrolls of Emperor Qianlong's concubines and concubines are now in the National Museum of China and are classified as first-class national treasures.
What this person was best at was painting horses and figures. A total of forty-five paintings were recorded in Shiqu Baoji, most of which are in museums, and very few have been released to the world.
Therefore, his paintings are particularly valuable.
In the blink of an eye, the Eight Horses Picture soared from its base price of 1.2 million to 4 million. There was an endless stream of people raising placards to bid, and prices climbed alternately.
When it reached five million, I raised my number plate without any warning and joined the fight. I slowly mixed in with the crowd of bidders and moved up one round at a time.
Six hundred, seven hundred, eight hundred...
At eight million, the old mean man who had been pretending to be dead suddenly opened his eyes and raised his cane.
my right
The great goddess turned her head and smiled at me. She raised her bare hands lightly, threw her sleeves directly in my face, and directly increased the price by two million. Push the eight-horse figure to nine figures.
The situation changes suddenly!
The noisy auction scene immediately fell silent.
Many people stood up and looked at the first row. After seeing the number plate of the Great Goddess 001, they gave up without hesitation.
Although China's economy is booming now, only ten million yuan can be used to build five courtyard houses on the shore of Houhai.
The sky-high price of 10 million dissuaded many high-rollers, and the remaining people in the trenches bit each other's ears. They quickly saw the clues and chose to quit.
"Brother Tong. Just buy him. My grandfather is a Horse, my dad is a Horse, and my sister is a Horse. I am also a Horse, so just buy a Horse. Do it!"
In the back row, the third generation of coal, who was participating in the auction for the first time, stood up and shouted, wanting to grab the number plate and go into battle himself.
I glanced back at Mei Sandai, raised the number plate, and increased the price according to the minimum bid standard.
"Eleven million."
The goddess leaned to the right, her wide sleeves resting on my chest, threatening to crush me into pieces.
"Eleven and a half million."
I added 500,000 yuan at once, put down the number plate with a calm expression, and gently opened the sleeves of the Great Goddess with a crooked mouth.
The goddess's pursed lips formed a perfect crescent moon shape, and she raised her arms shamelessly and eagerly.
This time, the silk-colored sleeves directly covered the left side of my face. As the arms flew up, they rubbed hard against my face!
"Twelve and a half million!"
This behavior of the Great Goddess is completely provocation and demonstration, as well as Chi Guoguo's teasing and insult!
If it were anyone else, they would either be stunned by the Great Goddess, or they would have already fought to the death with the Great Goddess.
But I won't.
Bidding is like a battlefield, and being impetuous is the biggest taboo.
On the left and right are Lao Despicable and Xiao Beibi. They are all masters of hybrid spirits. I will definitely not be fooled by them.
He wanted to use provocation to trick me into spending a lot of money on paintings.
over thinking!
The next second, I changed tactics. The price was only increased by two hundred thousand!
In the next round, I lowered the price to 100,000!
After another round, I went straight to the lowest passing line. fifty thousand.
After two consecutive moves, Xiao Beibi was distracted by me, and the price of the Eight Horses Picture had reached 15.85 million.
This price is the highest price in the world for Castiglione’s works.
