The so-called Master Zerath gave an evaluation price of one million. Apart from the difference between genuine and fake, this price is not necessarily in line with the market price.
When Luo Mang leisurely followed the price, the other bidder also followed suit. They went back and forth, stacking up one after another.
The starting price of the pot is 500,000 yuan, so the minimum bid is 10,000 yuan, which is enough for Luo to play.
"1.06 million."
"1.07 million."
"1.08 million."
"…"
"1.52 million."
"1.53 million."
"2 million."
"2.01 million."
No matter how much the bidder shouted, Luo only followed 10,000 yuan, and in the eyes of everyone, he became a person who deliberately raised the price.
10,000 yuan was slowly stacked. Occasionally, the bidder would suddenly add 100,000 yuan, or 200,000 yuan, and Luo would only follow 10,000 yuan.
Unknowingly, the price of the pot was called to 3.32 million yuan.
The guests around suddenly stared at Luo and the bidder with the eyes of a psychopath. It was clearly identified as a fake by Master Zerath, but the bidding was in full swing. What is it if not psychopath?
On the stage, the middle-aged man was so happy that he almost fainted. He thought it would be 650,000 yuan, but now it has become 3.32 million yuan. It's really a turn of events.
Master Zerath, who was indifferent to the auction before, seemed to be a little restless. His face was light, but in fact, he had been secretly observing Luo. He began to suspect that Luo was deliberately making trouble.
The wheat-colored woman's face always had a smile like a spring breeze. As the bidding reached a stalemate, she did not show any difference.
This is a scam they set up, because an outsider came into the current situation.
Although he didn't know where that young man came from, the Pot of Strong Desire had to be taken.
The auction price of the pot rose slowly like a snail, making the audience gradually impatient.
There is one thing that people with discerning eyes can see, that is, the two people bidding are determined to get the pot.
"A fake is so persistent. Is it because of amazing eyesight, or is it because they are reluctant to let the hard-earned wolf be taken away?" Luo sneered in his heart.
I don't know how Master Zerath's reputation came about, but this is obviously a scam. Even if the pot is not genuine, it is worth more than one million yuan.
First, they would appraise the item and conclude that it was a fake. Then, they would lure the person involved into an auction and arrange for one of their own to buy it at a low price.
The reason why the appraisal fee of five hundred thousand yuan was nothing more than to match the identity of a master. After all, there was no such thing as a free lunch in the world. Everyone knew this principle. If the appraisal fee was not charged at all, the appraisal result would not be convincing.
Anyway, in order to absorb the thoughts, Luo absolutely has to get the pot of desire, but he doesn't want to spend money in vain.
"Five million."
Law shouted the price with a smile, and the people who had been standing around him deliberately took a few steps away to make a big enough space.
Five million had already exceeded the estimate of four million. If they continued to compete, it would not be worth it.
The wheat-colored woman maintained her smile and said, "This young man bids five million."
He changed "Sir" to "Young man" and looked at the person who was bidding with Luo Feng. He said, "Does this gentleman want to continue bidding?"
The sudden change in the way she addressed him seemed to be hinting at something.
The bidder didn't call out a price. Instead, he questioned, "Judging from your voice, you're quite young, right? Is there really five million? "
The crowd suddenly opened a passage, making Luo and the bidder look at each other.
There was no regularity in the auction itself, so the people who participated in the bidding could ask questions.
On the stage, the wheat-colored woman pretended to be at a loss. The stable typhoon before seemed to have become a decoration, showing a posture of not knowing what to do.
The words of the bidder suddenly caused the surrounding guests to cast a suspicious look at Luo. They were already impatient with the bidding. If Luo bid maliciously, they were afraid that it would be difficult to dispel their anger.
Instead of looking at the bidder, Luo took a deep look at the woman and Master Zerath on the stage, then raised his head and snorted coldly, shouting, "How can I not have five million? Let me tell you, I have eight million! "
As soon as the words came out, the eyes of the surrounding guests suddenly changed, and the bidder was amused.
On the stage, Master Zerath silently withdrew his gaze from Luo, and the wheat-colored woman's thin eyebrows wrinkled without a trace. Eight million was still within the acceptable range, but Luo's sudden appearance made her feel uneasy.
"This guy … what the hell does he want to do!" The woman said to herself.
In the crowd, the bidder said coldly: "8.01 million."
Luo suddenly showed an incredible look, pointing to the bidder, he looked like he couldn't say anything, but in fact, he had a bad idea in his heart.
The other party was so unforgiving and questioned in order to stop the loss as soon as possible. It was clear that he must win the pot of strong desire and not let others make trouble.
Luo saw this and didn't want to be too eye-catching, so he casually dug a small pit and let the other party jump in, and let the owner of the pot of strong desire get three million again.
One thing is absolute, that is, the pot of strong desire is worth more than eight million.
"This young man, do you still want to bid?" The wheat-colored woman asked.
Luo didn't look at her, his face was tangled and painful, perfectly performing the state of chopping hands, but he had no intention of bidding.
After the wheat-colored woman confirmed it three times, the pot of strong desire was closed at the price of 8.01 million, and the guests in the venue were relieved. God knows how much these two fools will bid for a fake.
It can be seen that almost everyone present approves of the identification results of Master Zerath, but they don't know that the value of the pot of strong desire is far beyond their imagination.
The bidder took out gold worth eight million rings on the spot and paid it to the owner of the pot of strong desire. Then he put the pot of strong desire into his arms and stepped down into the crowd.
The next antique was on the stage, and the attention of the guests in the venue was attracted. The bidder with the pot of strong desire left quietly. As for the middle-aged man who got the gold, he had already run away.
After a while, Luo took the initiative to squeeze into the crowd. When he came out, there was a squatting Black Cat on his shoulder.
"I'll go to the booth and I'll leave the pot to you."
Luo Hui looked at the situation on the stage, and another person came to the stage with an antique for Master Zerath to identify.
"It should have been like this a long time ago. Why do you want to buy it? It's easy to just grab it." The Black Cat did not refuse and jumped to the ground.
"If you can't get the pot, don't come to see me."
Luo said and walked toward the booth.
"Hey." The Black Cat snorted coldly and went in the direction of the bidder.
The arrival of Master Zerath attracted most of the crowd to the display platform, but there were still many people lingering in front of the booth.
Luo strolled around casually. There were many stalls on Vulture Street, and the things they sold were very miscellaneous. After a while, the white smoke text was crazy.
"It seems … that I'm going to make a lot of money."
There are a lot of good things in this big Vulture Street. He doesn't need to buy them. He just pretends to look at them and then takes the opportunity to touch them.
After all, the heritage of the Kentia Desert is still very terrible. Even if there are many fakes, they can't cover the light of the real thing.
Luo was ready to plunder. He first came to a stall and squatted down to look at the two items on the stall.
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