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Chapter 122

"Um?"

As if he noticed Ye Mo's gaze, the old man on the stage also looked at Ye Mo, and his nerves immediately tense up.

But seeing that the other party is so young, he withdrew his gaze and smiled helplessly. He was old and had a mistake in his insight. A young boy actually made me feel dangerous. Time is unforgivable!

"Master Ye, this person's name is Xie Ruolin." Seeing Ye Mo staring at the old man, Huang Youtao thought Ye Mo was curious, so he immediately explained:

"He is the personal guard of Miss Zhou Lingyun, a daughter of Dongxia Auction House. I heard that he is very strong. When he arrives, it is equivalent to Miss Zhou Lingyun's visit in person."

"But a person as big as Miss Zhou shouldn't come to a small place like us. Maybe Mr. Xie just happened to pass by."

"Welcome to Dongxia Auction House. This auction will be hosted by me."

Xie Ruolin spoke, but his voice was not loud, but it clearly reached everyone's ears:

"Maybe some new guests don't know me. Let me introduce myself, I Xie Ruolin."

"No more nonsense, the auction begins! Below, the first auction item comes up!"

Xie Ruolin spoke quickly. As soon as he finished speaking, a girl wearing a red cheongsam placed the auction items on the stage.

The auction items were covered with red cloth.

Xie Ruolin lifted the red cloth and it was a small celadon bowl.

The small bowl has carved patterns, which are lifelike, but there is a small piece of broken bit on the mouth of the bowl.

"This celadon is an antique in the Ming Dynasty and was discovered in an antique market. After identification, it has been more than 500 years of history. The mouth of the bowl has flaws. The starting price is 100,000 yuan. Each increase is not less than 10,000 yuan!"

Xie Ruolin spoke loudly.

"110,000!"

"Ten Thousand!"

"Fourth thousand!"

......

As soon as they finished speaking, customers increased their prices one after another.

In the end, the price of the celadon bowl was sold for 200,000 yuan.

"The second auction item is listed below!"

Xie Ruolin shouted, very skillful.

The second one is a copybook by the master of calligraphy Wang Zhi. It was nearly 800 years old and was finally sold for 2 million yuan.

......

In this way, seven or eight antique calligraphy and paintings were taken one after another.

Everyone present was not very interested because there was nothing special.

And the price range is only 2 million.

"The next auction item was entrusted by our auction house members, and it was a pill."

Xie Ruolin clapped his hands.

The girl walked up with the auction items, first opened a red cloth, and a blue pill was lying inside.

"Auction pills?"

"What the hell?"

This auction item stunned the rich people here.

"What's the use of this pill?"

"This is the first time I have seen an auction of pills."

"I can't live forever and become an immortal!"

......

They were talking and joking.

At this moment, interest also arises.

"Old Xie, what is the effect of the elixir?" Someone couldn't help asking curiously.

"Don't worry, listen to me."

Xie Ruolin smiled:

"This pill is called Xiao Peiyuan Pill. According to customers, it has the effects of strengthening the foundation and nourishing the body, nourishing the body, prolonging life, healing wounds, washing muscles and cutting marrow, etc.."

"We have also found someone to identify the ingredients of the elixir, all of which are ordinary Chinese herbal medicines, angelica, atractylodes, licorice, etc. I don't know if there are any effects mentioned by customers. But I can guarantee that it will not kill people."

"The starting price of this little Peiyuan Dan is 500,000! Each increase in price must not be less than 50,000!"


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