Chapter 369

Under the yellow sand of the Kendia desert, there are many relics that can't be counted in detail in historical records. Countless treasures are hidden in the dark and can't see the sun.

There are two kinds of people who come to the desert for profit, one is a businessman who buys low and sells high, and the other is a gold rush adventurer.

The former carries carts of goods to oasis country for high price treatment, and then buys antiques or local characteristics goods at low price, returns to sell, and gains high profits at both ends.

The latter organized small teams to explore the dangerous desert, hoping to dig out the remains full of treasures, or pick up the leak in the vulture street.

Whether it is the large team of the former or the small team of the latter, they will not only face the potential danger from the desert, but also the threat from the sand robbers. If they are careless, they will lose their lives.

However, this kind of thing always makes people afraid of death.

The people in vulture Street are basically outsiders, including businessmen, gold diggers, and even travelers who want to take a chance.

At this time, on the stage which looks like an auction table, the robed old man, who is called zeras, continued to comment gently on the pot of lust, and finally came to a conclusion: high imitation!

That short sleeve hot pants, it seems that the wheat colored woman who is not afraid of the hot sun seems to be the identity of the host. Hearing the conclusion of the old man, I immediately look at the middle-aged man with regret.

"Sir, your heirloom is not a treasure. According to the agreement, whether you are satisfied with the appraisal result or not, you will have to pay master zelas 500000 guineas appraisal fee."

The middle-aged man slightly lowered his head and said in despair, "I don't have that much money."

"Master zelas said just now, although your pot is a fake, it has high imitation skills. If you sell it, it is worth at least one million guineas. You can auction the pot on the spot while there are many people now. As long as the price exceeds one million, you can not only pay the appraisal fee, but also get 500000 guineas."

The wheat colored woman showed a sunny smile.

The spirit of the middle-aged people seems to have been taken away. At this time, hearing the suggestion of the wheat colored woman, there is no room to refuse. Besides, there are more than 500000 nuns. They agree to auction the pot of lust on the spot.

Seeing that the middle-aged man agreed, the wheat colored woman passed an imperceptible joy at the bottom of her eyes and said to the audience, "as you can see, although this pot of lust is a fake, master zelas still gave a good evaluation, proving that it has a certain value."

"With the consent of the original owner, the pot of desire will now be auctioned. The starting price is 500000 Jieni, and the additional price can't be less than 10000. The one with the highest price will get it!"

The wheaten woman's voice is loud, but it doesn't sound harsh. She doesn't need a microphone or other auxiliary equipment, and what she says can be heard clearly by everyone present.

As soon as the voice of the wheat colored woman fell, the guests whispered, but no one offered. After all, it was a fake. Even if the evaluation of zelas was not low, it greatly reduced the value.

After a while, someone finally raised his hand and cried, "510000!"

The wheat colored woman took a quick look at the man and exclaimed, "this gentleman has offered 510000. Is anyone following?"

It was confirmed twice in a row, and some people in the crowd called for 520000 yuan. The interval between the two calls was a little long, which showed the hesitation of the bid makers.

When the middle-aged man saw that the reaction from the audience was very cold, he suddenly panicked. The pot, which was regarded as a family heirloom, was actually a fake. That's OK, but master zelas gave an appraisal price of one million. If he sold it successfully, he would pay the appraisal fee and still have 500000 yuan left.

However, now the enthusiasm for bidding is so low that middle-aged people begin to panic.

After that, there were scattered people calling for the price, and the price was raised to 600000 a few minutes later.

In the crowd below, Luo is like a calm spectator, watching the people on the stage and the guests who are bidding. He always feels that something is wrong.

He pulled another uncle beside him, pretending to be a Mengxin who didn't understand the world, and asked, "uncle, who is master zelas? It seems very powerful and famous. "

The uncle looked at Luo, with a look of disdain on his face, and said, "what's the devil doing here?"

"Let's see!" Luo blinked. He looked as lovely as purple pig.

Uncle impatiently said: "master zelas is a famous top appraiser in the three oasis countries. There is nothing he can't identify, but the identification fee is very expensive."

"This is a place where big people can play. It's not suitable for a little kid like you. Get out of here."

At this time, the pot of lust called the price of 650000, and it has been confirmed for the second time. In another second, as long as the wheat colored woman confirmed for the third time, the pot will be sold for 650000.

On the other hand, the person bidding before seems to have no heart to continue bidding.

Luo Yan saw that the pot of lust was about to be sold. Under the shocked gaze of the uncle, he raised his hand in a hurry and yelled: "one million!"

Jumping from 650000 to 1000000, it immediately attracted the attention of the guests present. Many people here do not lack such a little money. They just want to see who is so rich that they are willing to spend money to buy a fake.The uncle who taught Luo a lesson just now and let Luo go was so surprised that he stepped back a few steps. He stared at Luo with a kind of "what's the matter with the world" eyes. He only felt that the slap he just slapped fell on his face.

Luo ignored the uncle, ignored the surprised eyes around him, and looked toward the stage.

Master zelas sat on a chair and did not care about the auction. The wheat colored woman in charge of the auction took a deep look at Luo, while the middle-aged man with the pot of lust was excited.

If Luo doesn't ask for a price, the final price may be set at 650000. But when Luo says so, he has to see if 650000 people want to follow.

For the sake of this fake, it's hard to understand how to raise the price to one million yuan.

The reason why Luo shizai had to win the pot of lust was that he was entangled with thoughts. Therefore, even if it was 10 million, he would take it down.

What ordinary people can't see is the origin of incomprehension.

Moreover, in his experience of contacting antiquities, the probability of the antiquities entangled in his thoughts being genuine is extremely high, and the conclusion of master zeras is true or false, which remains to be verified.

It's a pity that you have to touch the object with your own hands to give an accurate evaluation, including the price.

After calling out the price, Luo has been watching the reaction of the wheat colored woman. Seeing that the other party moves her eyes quickly, and then takes it back, Luo's heart suddenly knows.

Assuming that the pot of lust is genuine, the drama on the auction table is thought-provoking.

The person who gave the price of 650000 before raised it again to 1010000.

Luo did not follow the price for the first time, but looked at the wheat colored woman and showed a meaningful smile.

Wheat color woman slightly a Zheng, psychological quality has been trained to break through the sky of her, I do not know why feel uneasy.

There is such an illusion that people are going to smash it.

She pressed down the inexplicable emotion in her heart and said with a smile to Luo, "this gentleman, do you want to continue to talk with him?"

"Of course, 1.02 million." Luo manyou said.