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"Am I seeing things!?"

A cry of shock attracted the attention of the crowd.

With his sharp eyes, the shop owner was able to see the part of the inkstone that was exposed after the inkstone had been burnt. It was dark in color and the golden threads were scattered inside. Could it be that the thing in front of him was the Golden Silk Sauna Wood Stone?

Nowadays, many people like to use the golden silk zhennan wood to grind into round beads as a bracelet, its price is also very high. Actually do not know, the hardness and density of Jinyingnan wood is a good material for making inkstone. It was because the color of the Golden Silk Sauna Wood was very beautiful, and the color was also very pleasant.

Of course, there were also many grades to the Golden Silk Sauna. The texture, color, and hardness of each grade were slightly different. The higher the rank, the more precious the Golden Silk Sauna Wood was. In ancient times, many wealthy families would use the superior Golden Silk Sannan Wood to display their identity.

Due to the boss' exclamation, everyone's attention was also focused on the inkstone in the brazier. However, the crowd was surprised to find out that the wooden inkstone that was supposed to burn along with the fire had not been ignited by the flames. Instead, it slowly shed its worn out black ash and revealed the sparkling part inside.

"Oh my god!" Qin Yubing used her slender white hands to cover her mouth. Although he tried his best to suppress the excitement in his heart, his eyes were still wide open in shock.

At this time, the inkstone in the fire was like a phoenix undergoing nirvanic rebirth. In the raging flames, the worn out black ash shell was removed, revealing the shiny new side inside.

"That's right!" It's the Golden Silk Sauna Wood Stone! " The boss shouted loudly. For a moment, he almost drooled. At this moment, he really had the heart to choke himself to death. It was not only worth 500 yuan for such a good antique grade Golden Nan Mu inkstone. Even fifty thousand yuan wouldn't be too much. He had already been in this business for nearly twenty years, how could he be good at it?

At this time, the inkstone in the brazier had almost shed its outer skin, and the entire pitch-black and shiny interior was slowly being displayed in front of everyone. The gold threads and the exquisite patterns carved on the inkstone revealed the magnificence and delicacy of the ink stone. This was definitely not an ordinary item. Coupled with the fact that it had been here for a long time, it could be said to be a treasure.

The boss looked at Zhong Ming, he did not have the slightest intention to take out the inkstone, and immediately became anxious. After all, no matter how beautiful this inkstone looked, it was still made of wood. Even if it was an advanced level Golden Silk Nampula Tree, if it was burned for such a long period of time, it would most likely cause the seller to lose his image.

"Young man, are you still not going to take out the inkstone?"

At this time, there were already many people in the house who were watching the show. Since they knew that someone was going to burn down a piece of ancient items, many people were also curious and were waiting to see what was going on.

Seeing this scene, the boss couldn't help but feel a bit impatient. It was rare to see a Golden Silk Nampula Wood of this level. The boss thought that his master had been a man who had lived his entire life in this line of work. He had only seen this kind of Golden Silk Sauna two times. It was clear how precious this item was.

"Fifty thousand!" "I'll buy this inkstone!" Suddenly, a middle-aged man slammed the table.

The bystanders immediately became excited. The five hundred yuan had not even been spent five minutes, yet it had suddenly turned into fifty thousand yuan. This was a hundred-fold increase! To a student, this was simply a huge sum of money. This was even more satisfying than winning the lottery! Master Yu, who was standing at the side, gulped. This was practically equivalent to several months of his salary! This brat was too lucky!

"What's your advantage? This level of Golden Silk Sunningwood Stone is worth at least two hundred thousand gold coins! " At this time, an old man put down his pipe and said unfairly. He was also an old customer who liked antiques and often wandered here. He had long since acquired a certain level of ability. He estimated that the value of this inkstone should be at least two hundred thousand yuan.

"Two hundred thousand?" Master Yu's expression turned sour. If he had bought the ink stone earlier and used his other hand to buy it, he would have earned a profit of two hundred thousand yuan. It would have been impossible for him to even think about it. Then don't feel so good.

However, several hundred thousand yuan worth of wood was burning in the brazier, making everyone's heart bleed even more.

"Young man, I bid two hundred twenty thousand!" I want this inkstone! "

At this moment, the boss's heart almost jumped out of his throat as he saw all the black and shiny shell in the brazier. Seeing such a treasure required a great opportunity. Although this treasure no longer belonged to him, seeing such a treasure burn down for no reason would still make him very regretful.

Seeing that the boss wanted to purchase Zhong Ming's platform with a price of two hundred and twenty thousand, everyone understood in their hearts that their estimations were wrong. The price of this piece of inkstone was far more than two hundred twenty thousand! What kind of a person is the boss? He makes money by doing business. If it wasn't for the fact that he could sell it for three to five times the price, he wouldn't have done it.

Zhong Ming did not say anything, he was still drinking the tea on the chair, and occasionally glanced at the inkstone in the brazier.

Looking at the flames in the brazier, then looking at Zhong Ming's calm and composed appearance, everyone did not know whether to be nervous or to relax.

"That's not right!" "This is not a Golden Silk Sauna Wood!" Just as everyone was listening to the crackling sounds coming from the brazier as their hearts dripped with blood … Suddenly, a voice rang out. An old man with a head full of white hair walked in and said.

Just as everyone was astonished by the dazzling gold thread zhennan ink stone in front of them, the color of the inkstone in the brazier seemed to change. The black paint on the inkstone became lighter and lighter as it was baptized in the flames. He didn't notice that it was almost transparent. The golden threads were very clear, and with the transparent white background, it made the scene even more dazzling and beautiful.

"It's not Golden Silk Saunders!" It's definitely not the Golden Silk Sauna Wood! "

Although it was not afraid of fire, it was afraid of high temperatures for a long time. Burning for such a long period of time was simply impossible! This piece of inkstone had already been wrapped in the flame for more than ten minutes. If it was the Golden Silk Sauna, it would have turned into a piece of charcoal by now. At this time, not only did the inkstone in the brazier not turn black, it instead turned from old to new, and from black to transparent.

The scene in front of him was simply magical!

"This … this is …" At this moment, a scholarly old man with golden eyes saw what was happening and immediately sat down, clutching his heart.

The crowd instantly became a pot of porridge. A young man behind the old man quickly helped the old man up. It took several minutes for the elderly man to recover from his convulsive state after feeding him some Heart-Soothing Pills.

This thing could actually kill him! Just what could it be that caused this old tutor to be so excited?

At this moment, some people in the crowd recognized that this old man was the famous antique master of the Songshan City, Bao Wancheng.

"It's Bao Wancheng!" "Senior Bao Wancheng!" Someone in the crowd exclaimed.

"Even Senior Bao Wancheng has come!"

"Just what could it be that caused Senior Bao Wancheng, who has seen so many treasures, to be so excited?" Everyone began guessing.

At this time, the inkstone in the brazier had already taken off its blackish color, and its entire body had become transparent. The threads of golden thread, within the transparent texture, appeared to be a work of art. Against the blazing flames, it gave off a feeling of being reborn from the ashes. It was breathtakingly beautiful, sorrowfully beautiful! The crowd couldn't help but take a deep breath.

At this time, Zhong Ming poured all of the remaining tea into the brazier without a care, causing a large portion of the flames to extinguish.

He saw a crystal clear and alluring inkstone lying in the middle of the brazier. The black ashes around it slowly flew all around, but it was unable to cover up the brilliance of this object.

"Dragon Wood! It's the Dragon Wood! " By this time, the old man had barely managed to calm his agitated heart. he shouted.

"Dragon Wood? "Could it be?"

"Is it really the legendary Dragon Wood?"

Dragon Wood s had once appeared in the legends. This tree was completely black, and it was resistant to fire. Legend has it that Dragon Wood only grew in remote areas of the Wilderness. The climate there was bad and the vegetation was sparse, but one could still see a lush and robust big tree growing from the ground.

The tree is so rare that many people look for it but find no result. Just like the elite guards of the Mountain and Sea Scripture, the great peng and the other divine birds only heard about it, but never saw any real existence.

He never thought that Dragon Wood s were real and that the only thing in the world that was not afraid of fire was being able to borrow its power to become a more beautiful material.

This was a priceless treasure that could only be found by luck and not sought after.

"The Dragon Wood had actually recorded that the Emperor of the Ming Dynasty, Zhu Yuanzhang, had a pair of chopsticks inside when he registered the tribute of a barbarian tribe. When Zhu Yuanzhang saw that such a simple and crude object was actually given to him, he flew into a rage and threw the chopsticks into the brazier. After burning it for around two hours, he took out a pair of chopsticks that looked like crystals. That's why we let the leader of the Wing clan go! "

Although the records of Dragon Wood in history were very limited, there was no doubt that such things had always existed. There were only a few people who saw it or could obtain it. As time passed, most people had already forgotten that there was such a thing.

But he didn't expect that this thing would actually appear here. Even if it was the people present, it was a great opportunity!

The Dragon Wood Zhu Yuanzhang treasured was only as much as a pair of chopsticks, but this one was the size of an entire inkstone! Oh my god! He didn't even dare to think about it!

"About that … I would like to ask, how much did you increase the price for?"

Just as everyone was astonished by the rarity of this item, a weak voice could be heard.

Although Zhong Ming understood the nature of this object and knew that the Dragon Wood had such an effect, he did not need it. The second reason was that the Dragon Wood did not contain spirit energy. Therefore, no matter how precious it was, it was useless for Zhong Ming.

Once Zhong Ming said this, the people in the room started to boil again.

"Little brother, you really want to sell this inkstone!"

A middle-aged man asked.

"Yes!"

Qin Yubing gently pushed Zhong Ming from the back, but Zhong Ming remained unmoved.

This was a Dragon Wood! How much money was there that he couldn't buy even if he wanted to? Yet, he actually wanted to sell it?

The crowd suddenly went silent for a few seconds, then instantly exploded.

"I bid 5 million!" I want this inkstone! "

"I bid 10 million!"

"15 million!" For a moment, the entire room became an auction hall.

Zhong Ming said in a light tone, "Is there anything higher?"

"30 million!"

At this moment, a voice sounded from behind the crowd. When everyone heard the price, they fell into silence once again.

The price tag was too high, the Dragon Wood was priceless, but the price was too high, even he could not afford it! At this time, everyone was somewhat unwilling to look at the inkstone. After all, after today, he would become someone else's private property and this kind of treasure would not be casually taken out for others to see.

"Thirty million going once!" Thirty million times! " Zhong Ming smashed the table with all his might while holding onto a magazine in his hand.

"Deal!"