At 9:25, the auction of Yuan blue and white cans in the banquet hall had reached a white-hot stage.

"Eighty-six thousand!" The man once again overwhelmed the fat boss' price.

"No. 176 bid 860,000...860,000 yuan, are there any bids...860,000 yuan once...Oh, over there,870,000 yuan...870,000 yuan...366,880,000 yuan...880,000 yuan...880,000 yuan once...880,000 yuan once...880,000 yuan twice...176,890,000...890,000..." As the unpretentious bald boss raised the license plate in his hand to pull the price to 890,000 yuan, the fat boss hesitated and moved his arm, finally angrily patted the license plate on his thigh with a dark face, and stopped fighting. His tall and thin friend swallowed and spitted. After he hesitated for a long time, he couldn't make up his mind. He also lowered his arms and gave up the bid. The auctioneer continued to shout: "...890,000 yuan at No. 176...890,000 yuan once...Who would have to increase the price...890,000...890,000 twice..."

Mr. Peng, who was standing parallel to the rostrum in the corner of the banquet hall, looked at the bald boss, and then looked at me. A trace of surprise flashed in his eyes. He must be the same as me, but he didn't expect that the jar could be sold at such a sky-high price.

Taking a deep breath, I can do what I can do now, but try to suppress my beating heart and not be too excited.

"Eighty-nine?" Yan Wanru was a little surprised: "It's time to drop the hammer?"

Teacher Liu said: "Indeed, the auction price is a bit outrageous. No one should have argued with him. Wanru, who is that person? Do you know him?"

Yan Wanru frowned and thought: "He is common at auction. He seems to be a big boss in Shenzhen, and I can't remember it."

Just as the bald boss showed a smile that got what he wanted. Everyone thought the auction was about to end. A man in his thirties dressed in shirt and casual pants sitting diagonally opposite me in front of me was talking to someone with the phone in one hand, and slowly raised the number plate with the other hand. Looking at the auctioneer, he said with a strong force: "...one million!"

The whole audience was in an uproar!

Teacher Liu said in surprise: "Who is this person?"

Yan Wanru was stunned: "...I don't know you, you should be the agent of a boss who doesn't want to show up." At domestic and foreign auctions, there are many cases of sending agents to bid. First, some bosses can't take time to visit the scene in person, and second, some people don't want others to know that the items were collected by him.

Listening to the thrilling numbers, I felt a little incredible. In just a few seconds, I could only have one million?

However, what shocked me even more was still behind me!

The bald Shenzhen boss frowned and looked behind, reached out and played the card, "One million and fifty thousand!"

Before I could react, the man in the shirt said a few words to his cell phone, then raised his head and raised the plaque with the number "116" engraved: "...one million and two million!"

The auctioneer seemed to be stunned for a moment, "...1.2 million...1.2 million...1.2 million at No. 1.16...there are still those who bid higher...1.2 million...1.2 million every time..."

The boss of Shenzhen looked not very good-looking, and his mouth twitched a few times. He closed his eyes while holding up the sign, almost squeezed out the words from his teeth: "One million and three hundred thousand!"

"Oh... one million and three million... one million and three million..."

After a few seconds of hesitation, the man in the shirt holding the phone held the sign firmly again: "...one hundred and three hundred and fifty thousand!"

The Shenzhen boss exhaled, shook his head, and did not say anything else.

I felt that my nerves were already a little numb by the astronomical numbers, and I just blinked blankly and couldn't say a word.

The scene was terrifyingly quiet, as if only the sound of people being rumbled and spitted were heard.

"One Hundred and 350,000 yuan on No. 116... One Hundred and 3550,000 yuan once... Are there no competitors... One Hundred and 3550,000 yuan twice... One Hundred and 350,000 yuan..." The auctioneer's eyes circled the scene and dropped the small hammer in his hand with a loud bang: "One Hundred and 350,000 yuan three times! The transaction is completed, let us congratulate No. 116."

After hearing about the final sale, most people, including me, took a breath!

One million, three hundred and fifty thousand! It’s one million yuan higher than the market valuation!

Sky-high price! Absolute sky-high price!

Walking out of the Kerry Center Hotel in Beijing, the top of your head has been replaced with a dark night sky, the moon is curved and the stars are shining.

After saying goodbye to Yan Wanru and Teacher Liu, I forced myself not to think about it, walked through the open-air parking lot in front of the hotel and walked to the bus stop opposite. Before crossing the road, I met the fat boss and tall and thin man who reached out to take a taxi on the side of the road. Although we had some grudges about the jar, we bumped into each other face-to-face and couldn't say hello. After all, Beijingers are the most respectful. They nodded and smiled before I passed by them.

Their subtle voices came from behind, and some could be heard vaguely.

"Who is this? I just saw that Yan Wanru is quite familiar with him, relative?"

"I don't know this, but the child doesn't have the eyesight of Yan Wanru. Last time, he not only took a fake Cizhou kiln to fool me, but also paid a large price to collect a Yuan blue and white pot imitation from me. Teacher Yan advised him not to listen. Haha, it's a fake thing worth 60,000 yuan, I have to buy it. I really don't know what he thought."

"Hehe, you're too dark, just a broken jar, you can sell it several times."

"Isn't this the case in business? Besides, I didn't force him to buy it?"

The noise of the engine might have affected my hearing, so they thought I could not hear it.

I laughed silently and shook my head secretly.

If he knew that the Cizhou kiln was actually genuine, if he knew that he and the tall and thin Yuan blue and white jar that had just fought to the death were exactly what the imitation in his shop were made of, I wonder what the fat man would have.

The next morning, newspapers and news reported the sky-high auction of Yuan blue and white jars.

Two days later.

I received a call from Hanhai Auction Company, and the other party told me that the auction money of the Yuan blue and white can has been paid by the auction winner, and roughly verified the subsequent settlement matters with me, including repair costs and 12% commissions.

That afternoon, I walked into the Industrial and Commercial Bank of Hepingmen, inserted the old version of the Peony Lingtong card into the ATM, entered the password, and clicked on the query balance option. The next moment, a long list of numbers was displayed in the center of the screen. Excluding all payments, the amount I received from this auction was - 1130,000 yuan!

One hundred and three thousand!

I quit the bank card and put it in my wallet. I patted my face hard, like a dream.

millionaire?

A millionaire?

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