The three of them drank two bottles of Yanghe Daqu and got tipsy, which was just right.

Li Kangzhan moved the record player back, and Qiangzi sent him some records.

Li Kangzhan fell on the bed, listened to the record, and hummed softly: "Rose, rose, I love you, rose, rose..."

Then he snored.

On Sunday, Qiangzi came to call on Li to resist the war in the morning.

Li Kangzhan carried a bag with more than 4,000 yuan in it. Qiangzi also took the money Li Kangzhan gave him, and the two went to Qiangzi's master.

The three of them entered the Dajianfang Hutong in Xicheng and stopped in front of a courtyard with a pair of stone lions in front of the door.

It shows the past glory of this family.

There has always been a saying in Sijiucheng that the rich in the east and the rich in the west are rich.

The princes and nobles all lived in the West City, so it was called the West City; the warehouses were concentrated in the East City, so it was called the East City.

Qiangzi's master knocked on the door, and Li Kangzhan found that his knocks were three long and one short, which was obviously a secret code for a connection.

"Squeak."

The door was opened a crack, the people inside waved their hands, and the three of them walked in. The person who opened the door stuck out his neck, looked around, and then closed the door again.

Entering the gate, passing by the reverse-seating room, the screen wall, passing through the hanging flower door, and entering the corridor.

Pass by the wing room, main room, and side room, and enter the reverse room.

There were already dozens of people in the sitting room, but everyone was wrapped up so tightly that you couldn't see their faces clearly. The three of them found an unoccupied table and sat down.

Li Kangzhan secretly thought: These people are really cautious!

Qiangzi's master went to say hello to his master's house. The main reason was that his master was in a tight situation recently and had no money to live a leisurely life. He wanted to sell some gadgets.

Qiangzi explained to him in a low voice: "Brother, if you have something to sell, you can also say hello to the owner, but the owner will charge a commission of 5% of the transaction price."

Li Kangzhan whispered: "What about us buying it?"

Qiangzi: "There is no commission for buying."

Fortunately, the host doesn't have both sides to eat, so if he really wanted to do this, he wouldn't be able to organize a private auction.

People are not stupid, and for the 5% commission, the host is also responsible for ensuring the safety of the baby you bring. If there is no problem with your baby at their place, the host will compensate you according to the price.

After the transaction is completed, the host will be responsible for delivering the goods to your door.

Of course, if you just auction one or two treasures, you can take them yourself.

After that, some more people came, and the room was already full, and even stools were added.

Soon, an Eight Immortals table was placed in front of the crowd, and the host also stood in front of the Eight Immortals table.

Li Kangzhan: "Qiangzi, who is this master?"

Qiangzi: "Brother, you can't pry."

"oh!"

Li Kangzhan thought to himself, if you don’t want to ask, then you won’t ask.

"This table is nice."

Qiangzi: "This Eight Immortals table is really good..."

Before he could finish his explanation, Qiangzi's master motioned him to shut up with a stern look.

Qiangzi smiled coquettishly.

The owner who was the guest auctioneer asked someone to bring up a bronze statue.

The voice was low and full of magnetism: "The first lot is a gilt-bronze seated statue of Tara from Ming Dynasty Yongle."

The people in the room were all experts. The owner did not set a minimum auction price. Everyone knew what was going on, but Li Kangzhan, a novice, didn't understand anything.

Li Kangzhan whispered in Qiangzi's ears: "Qiangzi, is this Ming Dynasty bronze statue worth collecting?"

Qiangzi also echoed in his ear: "Brother, the collection value is not very high, but if the price is right, you can buy it."

Li Kangzhan: "Tell me the price!"

Qiangzi: "After all, it is a bronze statue of Yongle. It should be less than thirty yuan."

If this thing is melted and sold as scrap, it's worth a few dollars. After all, it's copper.

Li Kangzhan: "Help me capture it."

Qiangzi nodded, stood up, and stretched out two fingers.

Host: "Guests at table nineteen bid twenty yuan."

"Does anyone else like this gilt bronze seated statue of Tara from Ming Dynasty Yongle?"

Others saw someone bidding, and the price they gave was just right. A gilt-bronze seated Tara statue from Ming Dynasty Yongle was worth at most twenty-five yuan, and it was the first lot. No one was willing to waste money and compete for a valuable one.

Dispensable objects.

Hadron was successfully photographed.

The host was also very happy, after all, it was a good start.

Qiangzi made a deal on the spot, cleared all the money and goods, and got back a bronze statue that was only the size of a fruit knife.

Before Li Kangzhan had time to take a closer look, the next lot had already been brought up.

He had no choice but to stuff the bronze statue into his pocket.

The second item on the lot is still a bronze statue.

Gilt bronze seated statue of Avalokitesvara Bodhisattva.

Qiangzi: "Brother, this is worth ten yuan more than the one from Ming Yongle just now."

Li Kangzhan nodded: "Then you can try to bid thirty yuan."

Qiangzi waited until the host finished talking and gave him a price of thirty yuan, but someone else offered thirty-five yuan.

Li Kangzhan gave Qiangzi four fingers, and Qiangzi offered forty.

Maybe there are people who really like this bronze statue, and there are people who are in a higher position than him. Li Kangzhan was a little superior, but Qiangzi's master interrupted them.

"Calm down, there are still many auctions later!"

Li Kangzhan and Qiangzi also came to their senses. The price is indeed a bit high now.

Qiangzi did not continue to bid, which made the owner very disappointed. He thought that young people would go all out for the objects they like.

The second lot was bought by a man wearing a scarf. Judging from his bloated body shape and his attire, it was clear that he was a middle-aged man.

The third lot.

White jade carved imperial travel painting pen holder.

Li Kangzhan liked this very much, and he set a maximum price for himself, one hundred yuan.

When many people saw this pen holder, their eyes lit up and they couldn't help but yearn for it.

"Qiangzi, how much is this worth?"

Qiangzi couldn't make up his mind and looked at the master beside him: "Master, how much does this pen holder cost?"

Qiangzi's master made a sign of six and eight, which means sixty to eighty.

Li Kangzhan: "Qiangzi, just shout eighty."

Qiangzi nodded and stood up first without waiting for others to bid. "Eighty."

This price won't scare anyone else, and no one is poor who can come here.

"The guest at table fifteen pays eighty-five."

"The guest at table three pays eighty-eight."

As the price came one by one, the price of this bottle quickly reached 90 yuan. Many people were already hesitating because it quickly exceeded its own value.

If we put it in the future, the asking price of this thing would be hundreds of thousands or millions more, but now we are in the 1960s when we are short of food and clothing.

Li Kangzhan poked Qiangzi: "Shout a hundred, if you still can't get it at this price, just give it to someone else."

Qiangzi's master originally planned to give him some advice, but when he heard that Li Kangzhan hadn't lost his mind yet, he gave up.

Qiangzi: "One hundred."

This hundred yuan seems to be an insurmountable gap. Although most of the people in the room are rich people, the richer the people, the more they care about the value of an object itself.

They habitually think and make choices. To put it bluntly, liking is on the one hand, but the collection value must also be taken into consideration.

If the premium is too high, these people will not buy it. The richer they are, the more stingy and calculating they are.

He successfully won the 100 yuan Li Anti-Japanese War premium. He liked this pen holder so much. Not to mention other things, he said that such a large piece of jade would be very valuable in the future.

"Congratulations, guest at table 19!"

Qiangzi paid a hundred yuan and brought back the imperial pen holder. Li Kangzhan carefully put it into his bag.
To be continued...