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Chapter 823

The auction is still going on.

Bai Song came to the auction mainly to understand the market situation of swords and to experience firsthand the current popularity of samurai swords in the market.

The auction items are full of fine items, with many varieties, but only a few items can really interest Bai Song.

With the current status and financial resources of the Bai Song Dynasty, there was no need for any luxury goods to express themselves.

Moreover, ancient auctions are not compatible with a modern soul, at least the pricing of many commodities cannot make Bai Song feel realistic.

For example, some exquisite gold and silver ornaments were priced much higher than Bai Song's psychological expectations.

However, there was a jadeite stone weighing ten kilograms that Bai Song felt he had missed.

The stone has been cut, and the inside is green, which is shocking enough for a person who doesn’t know much about jade.

Judging from Bai Song's understanding, it is not impossible for such a jade to be sold for tens of millions or hundreds of millions in modern times a thousand years later. However, at the current auction, it is only worth three hundred taels, and no one bids.

So Bai Song bought it.

After buying the stone, Bai Song was still very happy, thinking that he had picked it up.

Later, when I thought about it carefully, how can I say that there is no such thing as picking up leaks? In this era, although jade is valuable, it is far from the level of luxury goods.

The price of several hundred taels is just the market price.

Bai Song yawned, feeling more and more bored about this auction, but the samurai sword that was the finale did not appear for a long time.

That knife was what Bai Song was looking forward to. He was looking forward to the expressions of these guests when they saw the knife.

While Bai Song was thinking secretly, a picture of a lady caught Lanting's eye.

The paintings of ladies are very realistic, which was very rare during the Zhenguan period when freehand brushwork was popular.

The reason why Lanting is attracted to her is because the lady in the picture looks like a palace maid, and her eyebrows and eyes are somewhat similar to Lanting's.

After just one glance, Lan Ting felt a little lost.

Bai Song looked down and then at Lanting. The starting price of this painting was only one thousand taels of silver.

Bai Song saw that Lan Ting liked it and said softly: "One thousand five hundred taels."

Lan Ting was stunned and didn't react. When he was about to call out the price, he found that someone had already bid two thousand taels.

"Two thousand five hundred taels."

Bai Song continued.

Lan Ting was not distracted and immediately opened the window to bid.

This painting seems to be very popular. Although it does not reach the 20,000 taels as the previous painting, there are many bidders and the frequency is very fast.

In the blink of an eye, the price has reached five thousand taels, and the trend has not stopped yet.

Bai Song estimated that it was not worth spending thousands of silver just to please a little maid, so he stopped bidding.

Bai Song made several bids in succession, which seemed to give some signals to the two VIP rooms opposite.

Zhang Yuhan and Shishi both knew that Mr. Bai was more interested in this picture of a lady.

Seeing that the price soared to ten thousand taels, Bai Song stopped bidding, and Shishi took the lead in the final competition.

"Twenty thousand taels."

"Twenty thousand taels?!" The host was surprised again, "VIP No. 13 bids 20,000 taels!"

Oops!

The crowd was in commotion.

I wonder what happened today?

Why are calligraphy and paintings that no one cares about in ordinary times so popular today?

A piece of work previously sold for a sky-high price of 20,000 taels, and now another painting has been priced at 20,000 taels.

In the VIP room on the 14th, Prince Charming was sweating.

Twenty thousand taels!

It's just a painting, isn't it?

Zhang Yuhan was very annoyed, wondering who the person next door was and why he kept fighting with him?

Although this painting is not bad, it is still good and not necessarily extraordinary, so why do you insist on clinging to it?

But Zhang Yuhan obviously didn't feel as guilty as Wang Yuming, since he wasn't the one paying the money anyway.

The key point is that Mr. Wang confidently promised that as long as Ms. Zhang wanted to, she could pick off even the stars in the sky.

Now it’s just a painting…

Zhang Yuhan looked back at Prince Charming with burning eyes. This was the first time her eyes showed a hint of hope, no longer the cold emotion.

When Wang Yuming saw it, his heart was filled with excitement. This was the ice beauty who ranked first among the official ladies in the capital!

Not only is she stunningly beautiful, she is also of noble status, and more importantly, no man has ever seen her look like a spring breeze turning into snow.

But just now, a look of hope and frost disappeared without a trace. Just with this look, Wang Yuming could not retreat.

"Twenty-one thousand taels."

Wang Yuming mustered up his courage and made another bid.

After holding on for a long time, Wang Yuming increased the price by one thousand taels.

In the next room, Shishi angrily plucked her own golden hairpin filled with butterflies and flowers.

"Twenty-five thousand taels!"

Almost at the same time, the price for the room next door increased again.

"Hiss..." Wang Yuming took a breath and thought to himself, who is the person next door? Is he so bold? Without a trace of hesitation, he looked determined to win.

Although Wang Yuming was the son of the richest businessman in the south of the Yangtze River, his expenses of tens of thousands of taels of silver were not a small amount.

To be precise, tens of thousands of taels of silver was considered an astronomical figure to him.

In Zhenguan, where copper coins are the main currency, not every family can afford even one tael of silver.

On the contrary, a young lady like Zhang Yuhan, who grew up in a greenhouse, has no concept of money. She feels that everyone at this auction spends generously. More than 20,000 yuan sounds like a lot, but it is not that incredible.

So, Zhang Yuhan once again cast an expectant look.

Wang Yuming was greatly encouraged again: "Twenty-six thousand taels."

"Thirty thousand taels!"

The host didn't even respond, and the person next door asked for a price again.

This time, Shishi took off all the jewelry on her body.

For this painting, she spent all her savings over the years.

Today, Shishi has long retreated into the background, but relying on some of the rewards she received during her two years of popularity, she became an invisible little rich woman early on.

Even though tens of thousands taels of silver was a lot, she could still get it together if she had to sell it.

The scene was very lively, but I didn't expect that a little-known painting of a beautiful lady would sell for the highest price today.

A painting costs 30,000 taels. Looking at the decades before and after, this is the first time, right?

President Wang Mingyou was very satisfied. He stroked his beard and said to himself: "There are still many rich people in Chang'an City. This kind of auction is so popular that it is more profitable than my own cloth shop."

Wang Mingyou was estimating how much dividends he would get from this auction, but he didn't know that the money he earned from this auction was not even a fraction of what his son spent on picking up girls.

"Ms. Zhang, the price of this painting is a bit too high. How about we exchange it for another product?" Prince Charming said with a bitter look on his face, "Miss, please let it go."

Zhang Yuhan was unwilling, but she didn't want to force the young master, so she whispered: "Since the young master is powerless, then... let's forget it! Hey..."

After saying that, he sighed heavily, his eyes full of resentment.


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