"When goods arrive at the store, they are like people arriving at the execution ground.
They are inevitably stabbed.
It's already getting late, so let's start now."
No one knew when Yu Pan came on stage again, and after his novel and short opening remarks, everyone's attention was immediately brought back to reality from the shock of Liu Yan Dance, and they understood what they were here for. .
Jing paused for a moment, and after confirming that everyone's attention had returned to the auction venue, Yu Pan waved.
Immediately, a servant of the Ma family brought a wooden stake and placed it casually on the table.
As soon as "this" came out, the reaction of everyone in the hall was clear: when the rich and famous scholar-officials saw the wooden pile, their greedy expressions were like seeing the round thighs of the most beautiful girl in the world, and they wanted to hold it in their arms and caress it.
Bundle.
The Xiongnu, Qiang people, and some small merchants in the Western Regions were shocked when they saw that the first item auctioned by the Ma family was a piece of wood, and they disapproved of Ma Chao's strange move.
"Lao Zhong, is this Chao'er confused?
We came all the way here just to grab a piece of wood from others."
Rigu Deji scratched his head and touched Zhong Yuqiang beside him, and asked doubtfully.
"Butterbug" Zhong Yuqiang was so angry that he grabbed Rigu Deji and almost growled in a low voice: "Open your bull's eyes and take a good look.
It's just ordinary wood.
You can tie ten pieces of wood together and there will be nothing."
That piece of wood is valuable.”
Rigu Deji was frightened by Zhong Yuqiang.
He rubbed his eyes hard and looked at the piece of wood carefully.
Due to the better position, Rigu Deji saw that the golden texture of the piece of wood was clearly distinguishable.
The lines are fine, magnificent and exquisite.
But looking at it, I just feel that it is still wood and has not turned into gold at all.
"Lao Zhong, what do I think?
It's just a piece of wood."
Rigu Deji didn't dare to say anything, and let Zhong Yuqiang's weak tone clearly mean that he wanted Zhong Yuqiang to explain it to him.
"Gold with the same size as wood is not as valuable as it."
Zhong Yuqiang was just a horse bandit in the past, but after seeing a pure country bumpkin like Rigu Deji, he couldn't help but feel a sense of superiority in his heart.
He waved his hand and said, "Wait a minute."
Keep an eye on him and the auctioneer will explain it well."
But to Zhong Yuqiang's surprise, Yu Pan didn't bother to explain at all.
He just knocked the gavel and said simply: "Golden nanmu, three hundred guan each, and each increase will be 100 guan, please."
Good things are good things.
Spending too much time explaining them will make them look cheap.
People like Riya Deji who don't understand its value can only humiliate themselves.
The Ma family is here to auction it, not to popularize knowledge for free.
"Three hundred guan for a piece of wood."
Higu Deki was so shocked that he almost jumped up.
You know, three hundred guan is equivalent to 300,000 big men, and if it is replaced by oxen, it is 60 oxen.
The less he knew, the more itchy his heart became.
Rigu Deji could no longer sit still.
He cupped his hands and said, "Lao Zhong, please tell me what's so good about that piece of wood."
"I don't know much, but I know that the utensils made of golden nanmu are beautiful in shape and emit golden light under the light.
They are innocent, quiet and low-key.
Even if they are not painted, they will become brighter and brighter with use."
Zhong Yu Qiang also started to scratch his head at this time.
After explaining this, he Suddenly he thought of something again, and continued: "Also, that thing is as strong as iron stone, resistant to ants and insects, not cold to the touch in winter, and will not rot for thousands of years.
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It is specially used in the buildings and furniture of royal palaces and a few temples.
If someone among the people does not use it without authorization, If you use it, you will be punished for exceeding the etiquette rules."
"It's so good."
Rigu was a little silly with pride, but after he took a hard look at the golden nanmu, he still murmured: "I don't want that thing if I can't eat or wear it.
That's it.
I don’t know where Chao’er got this magical wood.”
"It goes without saying that when you met Chao'er yesterday, you didn't realize that the entire palace was almost demolished by him."
Zhong Yuqiang had a brilliant mind and guessed the origin of the golden nanmu at once.
However, after seeing Hiya Deki's expression of disdain for the golden nanmu, he didn't bother to say more to him.
He just squeezed out two words from the root of his teeth: "country turtle" But at this time, Ma Chao on the second floor was already feeling a little anxious.
Because after Yu Pan took out the golden nanmu, the place suddenly became extremely quiet, and no one bid for a long time: Could it be that those people all figured out where they got the golden nanmu.
However, it was obvious that Ma Chao was overly worried.
Everyone was silent for a long time, as they were shocked that the first thing the Ma family did was to take out such a valuable thing.
After a while, a voice came over: "I'm getting old, it's time to prepare a coffin.
Good materials like this are hard to find from the east of the river, so I'm offering three hundred guan."
Looking around, Ma Chao saw an old man with gray hair but high spirits speaking.
After asking the people around me, I found out that the old guy was Wei Su, the current head of the Wei family in Hedong.
"I also feel that I will die soon.
This golden nanmu has not decayed for thousands of years and is the best wood for making coffins.
I offer four hundred guan."
Another old man spoke up.
At this time, Ma Chao came to his senses: Golden nanmu is indeed a good thing, but this is not in the modern era when auctions are fair, but in the ancient times when hierarchy was strict.
Even if someone wants to buy golden nanmu to build a house, they have to take into account the Han Dynasty etiquette.
Only those old guys who are about to die will not go beyond the rules of etiquette by using the excuse of raising their corpses.
Shaking his head, Ma Chao gave Yu Pan a look, signaling Yu Pan to quickly end the bidding for the golden nanmu.
But people have a bad habit.
The more people grab it, the more good it becomes.
Yu Pan's urging again and again made those old guys scream more and more enthusiastically, and the auction price gradually increased.
In the end, it was the Wei family's strength that sealed the deal with eight hundred guan, making Ma Chao happy and blindsided.
The second treasure that Yu Pan took out immediately cheered up the somewhat depressed Rigu Deji.
His eyes flashed with blazing fire, and he gritted his teeth and said: "I like this kind of thing, Lao Zhong, you can't allow it."
Steal from me" "Whoever has the money to fart can get it?"
Zhong Yuqiang's eyes turned red.
He looked at Rigu Deji as if he were looking at the enemy who killed his father.
Everyone in the entire hall almost had their eyes red.
As Yu Pan took the object in his hand, their hearts also started to lift: "The seven-star sword is treasured in the former Situ Wang Yun's house.
The base price is one thousand guan.
Each time the price increases, it will still be 100 guan.
The one with the highest price will get it."
The seven-star sword is more than a foot long, decorated with seven treasures, and extremely sharp.
Especially under the illumination of the butter lamp, it shone with colorful and blurry colors, making everyone below unable to open their eyes.
As soon as Yu Pan finished speaking, he shouted out a curse word: "I will give you three hundred cows."
In the private room on the second floor, Ma Chao was playing with an extremely exquisite sword.
After hearing Higu Deki's voice, he suddenly thought that by doing so, he was suspected of deceiving consumers.
Yes, Ma Chao is not a good person.
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The real seven-star sword is the one in his hand at this moment.
The one being auctioned in the audience was just a genuine sword scabbard, and what was inserted in it was just the Western Region dagger that Han Sui gave to Ma Chao.
"Go, tell Yu Pan that the seven-star sword can only be sold to the Huns, and it must not be sold to anyone from the Qiang tribe, do you know?"
Ma Chao inserted the sword into his boots again and ordered the servant with a sly smile. s: Thank you Zihao for your first tip.
Also, Zihao, don’t say that.
Yinqiu is a bitter life, but the bitterness of life is even more sentimental.
I have no motivation to reward it, so how can I continue to write it?
Okay, two updates are better today.
Okay, don’t hit me.
It’s true that there are only two updates today, but there will be four updates tomorrow.
I’ll pay back the two updates I owed on my birthday
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