After Nie Wenshan finished speaking, Mr. Cai smiled, "Hehe, Old Nie, do you think I don't know your personality? They are all old friends for many years. If there is really only one bamboo flute, then you are really showing off your baby this time and will never be sold."

"If it were me, if I had such a bamboo flute, and it was the only one, I would never have sold it to others."

"Old Cai, did you just get stuffed with donkey hair? What I mean is the only Cuiyin bamboo flute for the time being. This type of Cuiyin bamboo is extremely difficult to grow, so even if it is available in the future, the number will definitely not be large."

Nie Wenshan smiled faintly and said indifferently: "Of course, if you want to wait until the quantity is too high in the future and then buy it after the price is reduced, I have no objection. Let's disperse now."

"Hey, Lao Nie, why are you angry? I'm just kidding. I'm going to settle this bamboo flute. Xiao Song, don't rob me." Even though he knew that Nie Wenshan was playing hard to get, Old Cai cooperated and quickly reached out to stop him.

It is not up to Nie Wenshan to decide how many bamboo flutes are taken out for sale in the future. This bamboo flute is so extraordinary, and the materials are probably really difficult to grow. If they grow too much, it is impossible for them to have never seen such bamboo until now.

"Old Cai, we can promise you other things. This one is not good. Who knows when will this bamboo flute be next time? Your older generation artists want to let us juniors." At this time, one of the middle-aged men joked, but expressed his unyielding attitude.

"Yes, Mr. Cai, we also want to play the flute, what does it feel like?" Another middle-aged man also said with a smile. This is the case for auction. Those with higher prices will get it. If Mr. Cai doesn't get it, he will take revenge on him or something when he goes out, and there is no need to mess around in this industry.

At the same time, Nie Wenshan was supporting them later, not to mention that the character of an old artist like Mr. Cai was destined not to happen.

"Since that's the case, let's see the truth from behind." Mr. Cai smiled and waved his hand gently. He was just a joke just now, not really trying to let these four middle-aged people let him go.

Looking at the smell of gunpowder in the words of these people, Nie Wenshan smiled slightly. After simple cleaning and disinfection, he handed the flute to one of the middle-aged men. "Xiao Song, all four of you try to blow it, and you feel how it feels like this flute."

Then, under the arrangement of Nie Wenshan, the four middle-aged men tried to blow one by one, but each of them only blew for half a minute at most. After feeling the state of the bamboo flute playing, their faces showed even more joy.

When they were listening to the music next to them, they thought the flute was extraordinary. When they were really playing now, they realized that the flute was more extraordinary than they thought. It was very comfortable to play, as if it was the flute that suits them the most.

Seeing this scene, Mr. Cai shook his head and smiled bitterly. Nie Wenshan is really a monkey spirit. He also wanted to take advantage of these people's advantages that they had not played the flute to win. Now it seems that there are some difficulties.

After all the four people tried, the old man He also took it over and blew it. Mr. Cai was immediately unhappy, "Old Man He, you are the one who plays the piano, why are you playing the flute?"

"I'll play, and the one who plays the piano can't play the flute. If this flute is really a treasure, I'll participate too." Then, he tried to blow it for a while, and he immediately said, "I'll participate too. It's good to play this flute if you have nothing to do."

"Old Cai, what are you looking at? What are you afraid of if you have the ability? I believe your strength. This flute is yours." At this time, looking at Old Cai with a contempt, Nie Wenshan next to him couldn't help but say.

Mr. Cai rubbed his forehead. Nie Wenshan was putting himself on the fire and roasting him. He waved his hand, "Stop talking, start the auction quickly."

"Okay, then our Cuiyin Bamboo Flute Auction, now starting, the most expensive bamboo I bought in my store is 30,000 yuan, but is this bamboo flute? I believe you all feel its extraordinaryness. Starting from 50,000 yuan, the price increase will not be less than 3,000 yuan each time. Xiaoyu, come and be an auctioneer."

Nie Wenshan put the bamboo back into the box, then placed it on the table, announcing the start of the auction, and at the same time said to Zhou Yu.

Zhou Yu nodded, "Okay, Mr. Nie, don't worry." The first plant I got from the Xianxia World was the Xianqi Fruit, and the second type was the Cuiyin Bamboo that was accidentally teleported over. I don't know what price the bamboo flute made of such bamboo can reach.

"Fifty thousand, I'll take a pit first." Mr. Cai raised his hand and said, while using his sharp eyes to scan the people next to him.

Mr. He also raised his hand with a smile, "Fifty-five thousand, I'll join in the fun."

Seeing that these two old men had bid one after another, the other four middle-aged people also increased the price. In their opinion, the price of 50,000 is almost more expensive than many bamboo flutes now, but after they just blew it, they thought the price was simply worth it.

With this bamboo flute, the sound they play will be very pleasant and the whole person will be more engaged, which will be of great benefit to their future development.

Except for Mr. He who joined in the fun, others had the determination to get this bamboo flute. Under this mentality, the price instantly exceeded 50,000, 60,000, and 70,000, and was heading towards 80,000.

Zhou Yu also occasionally helps to quote the price. In this small-scale auction, the role of the early auctioneer is really not very big.

"75,000." One of the middle-aged men raised their hands and said, the price did not reach their psychological bottom line. With this flute, some of the flute recitals they held would attract more people to watch.

"Seventy-eight." Another middle-aged man raised his hand and said.

Looking at these middle-aged men, Mr. Cai snorted lightly and raised his hand, "85,000." In more than a week, he would have a flute solo concert, so with this flute, it would definitely shock the audience.

Mr. Cai directly increased by 6,000, which also made the four middle-aged men shake their heads and smile, and raise their hands to bid again.

The price soon reached 100,000 yuan. Mr. He waved his hand and smiled, "One hundred thousand yuan per flute, which was unimaginable before, but now he thinks it is very worth it. I won't join in the fun, you guys play."

"Hehe, 100,000, Lao He, didn't you just swear to get it? Why did you withdraw now?" Mr. Cai offered a price, and then said to Mr. He jokingly.

"Haha, I've been put together for fun, of course I have to withdraw. I'm the only one who plays the piano, so I don't have to fight to the death with you." Mr. He shook his head and said.

When Nie Wenshan and Xu Minghua saw this scene, they immediately smiled. One hundred thousand will definitely not be the limit of this bamboo flute.

The four middle-aged men did not stop bidding and successively raised the price to 120,000 flutes worth 120,000, which was unimaginable before. Even in Nie Wenshan, a set of flutes was almost the same price, and now there is only one flute.

But no one wants to quit. After they tried the flute, they only had one idea in their heart, that is, to get this flute that belongs to them.

However, at this price, many people did not follow the price directly after others offered the price, but slowed down the pace.

Soon, Mr. Cai broke the price to 130,000 yuan. Taking advantage of the lack of bids for the other few people, Zhou Yu also fulfilled his duties as an auctioneer. "Mr. Cai bids 132,000 yuan. Is there any higher bid? This is the only Cuiyin bamboo flute. Its quality, tone and beauty are far superior to ordinary bamboo flutes. Its function must not be lost, and it will never come again. Just as a game advertisement said, if you miss this opportunity, you have to wait for another year."

Everyone was happy when they heard Zhou Yu's words, but this was what they were worried about. They didn't know when Nie Wenshan took out the Cuiyin Bamboo Flute next time, one week later, one month or one year.

One of the middle-aged men raised his hand and said nothing. This is to default to a reserve price. Zhou Yu also shouted out the price directly, "This brother Song bids 135,000 yuan. Are there any friends who bid higher? Cuiyin bamboo flute, a flute that violates the laws of nature and adheres to the original green color."

At this time, Mr. Cai couldn't help laughing loudly. Unexpectedly, Zhou Yu used his joke to auction now. This young man who wrote amazing calligraphy is really interesting.

Afterwards, everyone also bid, making the price reach 150,000. After this price, two middle-aged people thought about it and chose to withdraw, but did not bid again.

150,000, which is already beyond their bottom line. At the same time, they were also thinking in their hearts that perhaps in the near future, Nie Wenshan will be able to take out the next Cuiyin bamboo flute.

Seeing someone withdrawing, Nie Wenshan did not make any moves. This was just the first auction. He did not say anything to stimulate these people. Only when this bamboo flute truly appeared in the eyes of the world can these people know the preciousness of the Cuiyin bamboo flute.

The other two middle-aged men continued to compete with Mr. Cai, with the price exceeding 160,000 and reaching 170,000.

At this time, one of the middle-aged men also chose to withdraw, leaving only the middle-aged man surnamed Song and Mr. Cai who was determined to get the bamboo flute.

"Xiao Song, I am determined to get this bamboo flute. In a week, there will be my solo concert." Looking at the last middle-aged man, Mr. Cai said with determination on his face.

The middle-aged man surnamed Song smiled and said, "Old Cai, I will have a show in a week. The song played by this bamboo flute is more attractive than an ordinary flute, 173,000." To be honest, the current price has long broken his bottom line, but he thought that the next moment, maybe Mr. Cai would give up.

"Eighteen thousand." Mr. Cai didn't say anything anymore, and directly raised the price to 180 thousand. If you can't persuade him, then use your strength to prove it.

Seeing Mr. Cai’s determination, the middle-aged man surnamed Song couldn’t help but hesitate for a moment. After thinking for a while, he finally shook his head helplessly, “Okay, you are really determined, and you will give this Cuiyin bamboo flute to you.”

"Haha, then I will thank you. Welcome to listen to my concert at that time." Mr. Cai suddenly laughed excitedly.

"Old Cai bids 180,000 yuan. Are there any friends who bid higher? The first time 180,000 yuan, the second time 180,000 yuan. It seems that there is no more. The deal is complete. Mr. Cai is really not old. Congratulations to Mr. Cai on his successful obtaining this Cuiyin bamboo flute and congratulations on the successful success of the concert next week."

Zhou Yu announced the deal with a smile on his face and applauded and congratulated Mr. Cai. The others next to him also stood up and applauded and congratulated him.
Chapter completed!