Chapter 984： sea ​​seal script

Chapter 984 Small Seal Script on the Sea

Sang Yin also stood up, curious about what books could be auctioned for ten thousand taels.

As soon as He Lianchen turned to the first page of the book, he saw Ye Qianning getting up. He didn't even have time to take a look, so he stood up quickly: "Wait for me."

Shui Xingqi glanced at the page He Lianchen was looking at. It was the list of people who had moved in at Baimuxun. Even the list of people was so detailed. Was it really bought with money?

Although you are quite interested in people, looking through their belongings without permission is the behavior of a villain.

Shui Xingqi looked away, stood up and walked towards the door.

The sound on the first floor was deafening, and the voices calling for prices were louder and louder each time.

There are many people on the first floor, and some powerful families sit in the seats below. The seats are determined according to the price.

The closer you are to the round platform, the higher the price. Those who don’t have a seat have to stand outside the dotted line of the seats and lean back row by row.

Ye Qianning walked out of the door, lazily lying on the railing, and his eyes fell on the round platform.

The master of ceremonies wears a unicorn mask. There is a book on the round table in front of him, which looks a little thin and worn.

“Eleven thousand taels.”

Ye Qianning looked towards the source of the sound. The person calling out the price was a middle-aged man. He was on the fifth floor opposite them. According to the order on the booklet, he belonged to a literary family from Xi'an.

“Thirteen thousand taels.”

The price was only fixed at half a cent, and then someone increased the price again.

“Fourteen thousand taels…”

The price will be increased accordingly for guests in Room 16 on the second floor.

Fourteen thousand taels, which is the one with the highest markup among the seven items currently being auctioned.

Ye Qianning also couldn’t quite understand the value. He secretly looked at the expressions of everyone who increased the price, including surprise, greed, and excitement...

There is still a chance to win!     "Twenty thousand taels."

Following the call for price, everyone sighed and looked at the source of the sound.

People in the world don’t understand literati, but a shabby book was auctioned for 20,000 yuan, which made people look at it differently and wonder which grave the sea seal script was buried with.

Ye Qianning also looked down. When he saw the young man bidding, a playful smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

Among the noisy crowd on the first floor, Wan Weizhi raised his hands and crowded forward. Behind him, Wan Lingling's hair was messed up by the crowd. Zhang Mao protected her as she moved forward.

Everyone looked at it for a while, then reacted and got out of the way.

Wan Weizhi walked out of the crowd and shouted again: "Twenty thousand taels."

“This young master has offered me 20,000 taels. Is there anyone else who wants to bid?” the master of ceremonies asked with a smile.

"Haihai Xiaozhuan? Does it sound familiar?" He Lianchen muttered to himself as he touched his chin.

“You know?” Ye Qianning looked back.

“I’ve heard it, I’ve definitely heard it.” He Lianchen thought hard.

"Handwritten by the ancestor of the Xuan clan." Shui Xingqi said calmly.

He Lianchen's eyes lit up, he stared at him and said in surprise: "Yes, yes, I remembered, it's Xuan, Xuan Changji, yes, it's him."

“Xuanshi?”

Ye Qianning frowned.

"Well, I heard from Uncle Wang that four hundred years ago, the head of the Xuan clan, Xuan Changji, was a man of great influence in the Four Kingdoms. The world only knew that he wrote a small seal script, but no one had ever seen it. They always thought it was a legend. I didn't expect it to happen." He Lianchen liked to hear these stories when he was a child, but when he returned to the fiefdom, no one told him, and it took so long that he didn't remember them.

Ye Qianning was slightly shocked when she heard this surname, Xuan family. She remembered that Sang Zhi’s mother-in-law was a descendant of the Xuan family. There are so many Xuan families in the world, it couldn’t be such a coincidence...?

(End of this chapter)