Displeased, Wang Jishan asked his subordinates to open the door to take a look. What Wang Jishan didn't expect was that the person who came turned out to be someone from Fan Yanglu's family.
"You mean, we, the five surnames and the Seven Hopes, will unite to fight for the Book of Documents?" Wang Jishan was a little surprised, why didn't he say it earlier? If we join forces, we can definitely win. But who ultimately owns it?
The other party shook his head and said: "It's not about fighting for "Shang Shu", but against Xiao Rui. An ancient book won't cost us too much. Only the opponent, the champion Hou Xiao Rui, is worthy of our alliance."
"Why do you think Xiao Rui is competing for "Shang Shu"? He is not a Confucian, but a shameless fame and fortune businessman. He bids for "Shang Shu" to make money by publishing and selling books."
"Everyone who does business knows that "Shang Shu" is not only inherited by saints, but also a huge benefit and a priceless treasure. How can we just watch Xiao Rui benefit?"
Wang Jishan said: "I don't care about Xiao Rui, I only care about how "Shang Shu" will be handled in the end?"
This guy is a little fox and will not reveal his hostility towards Xiao Rui to others.
The other party just thought that Wang Jishan was a bookworm, and without thinking much, he said: "It is shared by seven of our families, and each family is qualified to make copies. As for the original, whoever pays more will own it."
Wang Jishan nodded: "Okay, but I am not qualified enough at home. I only have 10,000 silver."
The other party obviously didn't expect Wang Jishan to be so poor, and he couldn't help but feel a little disgusted in his heart. But with five surnames and seven looks, wouldn't it be a joke to miss a family? So he reluctantly nodded and agreed, and hurried to the next restaurant to connect.
After sending Fan Yang Lu's people away, Wang Jishan sneered and said, "That's fine. Xiao Rui will have to shed his skin without me taking action."
"Listen to this, people from the Fan Yang Lu family contributed the most money, and even...even after they succeeded, they wanted to publish the book themselves so that they could make a lot of money?"
"That's right. Fan Yang's Lu family sells a lot of pens, inks, paper and inkstones, and they are indeed the fastest to respond. But even if you get it, it's probably impossible to monopolize the profits."
After understanding this, Wang Jishan felt at ease. If the auction was successful, if the Lu family makes money in the future, they will share the profits with us. At least the ten thousand taels of capital can be recovered.
"Twenty-five thousand taels!" Chu Suiliang beat the drum and showed his big move.
Unfortunately, this big move didn't seem to be explosive enough. It only got another wave of exclamations from the audience, and was quickly surpassed by Twenty Six Thousand.
Yu Shinan felt relaxed instead, "Okay, stop working, come back and sit down to drink tea. Next, just watch them fight, we can't get involved."
Chu Suiliang said with a smile: "Teacher, there is no doubt who in the world can compete with the champion? It's just a pity, it must be a sky-high price. Although the champion is rich, most of his money is spent on big things. Spending a sky-high price for a book, alas..."
Yu Shinan raised his head with deep eyes and looked at Tianzi Room 1, which was motionless. "Master Hou is always imaginative, just keep watching."
"Thirty thousand, kid, why don't you take action?" Li Er urged.
Xiao Rui ate snacks and commented on the competing parties below, "Father-in-law, you might as well guess who is competing now?"
Li Er caressed his beard and muttered: "It's all servants beating drums and bidding, so I can't hear the sound. But I think there are only a few of them."
Xiao Rui said with a smile: "It is Kong Yingda and his team who call carefully and never increase the price by 1,000. The money they scrape together is not confident enough, and they always want to scare their opponents with high prices."
Li Daozong nodded, which seemed to be what he meant.
Xiao Rui continued: "The person who increased the price by one thousand and one thousand should be a businessman, most likely from Fan Yanglu's family. They want to get this edition of Shangshu, and then make a lot of money by selling the book through printing."
Li Junxian was puzzled: "Why Fan Yanglu's family?"
Lao Wang, the chamberlain, spoke up, "Because Fan Yang Lu's business is the largest in the pen, ink, paper and inkstone business."
It turns out that this is the case, and Li Junxian admires him endlessly.
"There are two groups whose momentum is getting weaker and weaker. They must have run out of money. They are either other Confucian disciples or the other two families of Five Surnames and Seven Hopes. Now it seems that the final contenders should be Kong Yingda and Lu. The person."
"Weird, why didn't Wang Jishan participate in the bidding?" Li Junxian was puzzled.
Li Er asked: "Boy, when are you going to take action?"
Xiao Rui said: "I'm here to deal with Wu Xing Qi Wang. If I take action now, Kong Yingda will misunderstand him. When he can't compete, that's when I take action."
Thirty-five thousand!
Thirty-five thousand...
Xu Zhongtian's voice became louder and louder, and those competing on the field were, as Xiao Rui expected, Kong Yingda and the Lu family. Everyone else quit.
Kong Yingda snorted coldly, walked to the window in person, beat the drum with his own hands, and said loudly: "My friend, Kong Yingda, my Kong family is bound to get the "Book of Secretaries" inherited by the saint. Forty thousand taels, how about giving it to us? The Kong family owes Respect a favor.”
Xu Zhongtian was a little dissatisfied. Another one broke the rules. The Kong family? Do you think you are the champion?
Just when he was about to speak, someone from the Lu family upstairs spoke, "I'm sorry Kong Jijiu, although you are a saint, but a saint is selfless. The inheritance of saints is not family learning. "Shang Shu" belongs to Confucian disciples all over the world. We can't Give in! Forty-five thousand taels, we are determined to get it."
The other party did not give him any face. Kong Yingda was severely slapped in the face, his eyes turned red, and he said angrily: "Fifty thousand taels! "Shang Shu" has returned to the Kong family. We will print it into a book and distribute it across the country so that everyone in the world can read it. To the original version of "Shang Shu", so that "Shang Shu" will never be lost."
good!
Countless spectators and spectators applauded, Confucius had great righteousness, fifty thousand taels...and he didn't keep it privately, it was to spread knowledge, which is amazing!
Xiao Rui spoke, "Okay! Well done Kong Jijiu. Fifty thousand taels. The Book of Documents will be yours. I have no objections."
With the support of the champion, the whole place was in a state of excitement. It seemed that the matter had been settled. Even the auctioneer Xu Zhongtian did not dare to have any objections.
Unexpectedly, the Lu family has already connected with several other companies and collected a huge sum of 150,000 yuan. How could they give up just because of Xiao Rui's name?
"Sixty thousand! I'm sorry everyone, the saint's inheritance, fifty thousand is not enough to measure it."
Wow...
Who is this? Not only did they not give face to the sage Kong family, they didn’t even give face to the champion? So crazy?
Kong Yingda's eyes were blood red, he dropped the drumstick in his hand, looked up to the sky and shouted sadly: "It's not that the descendants are unfilial, but it's actually because they have more than enough ambition but lack of strength. The descendants are incompetent, and they are ashamed of their ancestors!"
Xiao Rui stood up and walked to the window, looking in the direction of the Kong family and the Lu family respectively.
Finally, his eyes were fixed in the direction of the Lu family, and he laughed and said: "This friend is such a wealthy person!"
A humble voice came from the box: "I dare not talk to the Marquis about his wealth and wealth. I just respect the inheritance of the saint."
Xiao Rui laughed loudly, "Okay, what a saint to inherit, I admire you very much. I want one hundred thousand taels."
One hundred thousand? ? ?
Xu Zhongtian's mouth felt a little dry. What does one hundred thousand taels mean? The price suddenly increased from 60,000 to 100,000?
"H-Master Hou...one hundred thousand?"
Xiao Rui said loudly: "Yes, one hundred thousand!"
